<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261</id><updated>2012-02-05T23:55:22.081+08:00</updated><category term='rants'/><category term='troubles'/><category term='crossroads'/><category term='music'/><category term='goals'/><category term='fun'/><category term='rocks'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='fatty bom bom'/><title type='text'>知音难觅</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>229</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-563512851625562103</id><published>2012-02-05T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T23:55:22.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>這樣的節奏　誰都無可奈何</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JdUACG_r_2w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-563512851625562103?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/563512851625562103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=563512851625562103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/563512851625562103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/563512851625562103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post_05.html' title='這樣的節奏　誰都無可奈何'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JdUACG_r_2w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-5956110586923879672</id><published>2012-02-02T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T23:44:38.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i had a time machine,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IA99wS3AZsM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd like to think that the future Wilson will be wise enough to firstly pray for 'past' Wilson, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;travel back to tell present Wilson that everything will be ok. that every worry or concern that you have now is small business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been thinking bout A level results the past few days. can't help but have plenty of regrets sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i know that smth good will turn out from this. I gotta have faith in a hopeless situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(235, 235, 235); "&gt;'If it's in my head, it's in your hands'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Switchfoot's "Home"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-5956110586923879672?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/5956110586923879672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=5956110586923879672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5956110586923879672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5956110586923879672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2012/02/if-i-had-time-machine.html' title='if i had a time machine,'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IA99wS3AZsM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-2641869308931963629</id><published>2012-02-01T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T01:08:18.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tryna make one hundred.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pNwG2A0C98s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Please forgive me when I stumble, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana, arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Lord, I wanna be in that number. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-2641869308931963629?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/2641869308931963629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=2641869308931963629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2641869308931963629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2641869308931963629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2012/02/tryna-make-one-hundred.html' title='tryna make one hundred.'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pNwG2A0C98s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-4177764223828223820</id><published>2012-01-29T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T01:27:22.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna give all my secrets away</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/y9OVYXRzB6U" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh I wish i could trust more easily. and not overthink things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear God make me a better person each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-4177764223828223820?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/4177764223828223820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=4177764223828223820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4177764223828223820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4177764223828223820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-gonna-give-all-my-secrets-away.html' title='I&apos;m gonna give all my secrets away'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/y9OVYXRzB6U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-7331138961505960922</id><published>2012-01-25T03:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T03:06:30.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is building a new house</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;“Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on; you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised. But presently He starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make any sense. What on e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;arth is He up to? The explanation is that He is building quite a different house from the one you thought of - throwing out a new wing here, putting on an extra floor there, running up towers, making courtyards. You thought you were being made into a decent little cottage: but He is building a palace. He intends to come and live in it Himself.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;-shared by a friend on Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-7331138961505960922?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/7331138961505960922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=7331138961505960922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7331138961505960922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7331138961505960922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2012/01/he-is-building-new-house.html' title='He is building a new house'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-8385664540792197765</id><published>2012-01-17T23:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T23:31:35.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>band dynamics</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PP2oBCe9Bzw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome watching these so-called 'professionals' work tgt and play music.&lt;div&gt;and when you see that little smile on their faces when another instrument grooves along, its must be such a great feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's great is that they understand &lt;i&gt;Space&lt;/i&gt; and allow for other instruments to come out and shine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's even greater is the appreciation they have for each other. they're probably about the same standard and they trust each other. dayummmm makes the band so tight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;edit: check out the jazz ending at the last part of the song. damn good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14370" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; Sing to him a new song; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;   play skillfully, and shout for joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;psalm 33:3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-8385664540792197765?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/8385664540792197765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=8385664540792197765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/8385664540792197765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/8385664540792197765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2012/01/band-dynamics.html' title='band dynamics'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PP2oBCe9Bzw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-722471876701232026</id><published>2012-01-16T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T01:14:11.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good article for all singles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;h6 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; font-size: 16px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Exploding the big myths about finding love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Graham picks Brittany up, and they are hanging out in her room talking before they leave. As they chat, Graham’s stomach starts knotting up. Soon enough, he can’t focus on what she’s saying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;He finally excuses himself and goes to the restroom to calm down. He stares in the mirror, saying, “Be cool, man—this is ridiculous.” Finally he leaves the bathroom and, as he walks out, realizes he didn’t flush the toilet or turn on the faucet to cover for his nervousness. He sits back down again, but a few minutes later, he has to excuse himself for another pep talk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Returning to her room, he finally confesses, “Sorry, I am just really nervous about this date.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Brittany suggests they go ahead and leave so he might calm down. As they’re talking in the driveway, the world starts spinning. Acting on instinct, Graham takes two steps to the side and vomits all over Brittany’s driveway. He looks up to see shock and concern on her face. He vomits again. He looks up, and she is gone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Graham does not have time to worry about her departure because he is busy trying to exorcise that day’s lunch from his digestive system. Brittany comes back, but she’s not alone—she went to get help ... from her mom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;So, on Graham’s first date with Brittany, he vomits and helps her mom clean the driveway. And do you know where Graham and Brittany are today?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Well, they never went out again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;What did you think I was going to say?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;The history of dating is not one of successes (though they exist) but of many, many failures. What about dealing with the opposite sex makes us so awkward and weird? And why is it weirder in the context of the Church?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h6 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; font-size: 16px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;The two (wrong) ways&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Traditionally, the Church has offered two schools of thought on dating: “It did not exist in biblical times and therefore should not be practiced now,” and “Everything in dating is acceptable as long as you do not have sex.” But both of these fall short.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Society today equates love and relationships with dating; we have been programmed to have a desire to love and be loved. People today express love and interest through dating and asking others out. To ignore this situation because it is “not the way you were raised” is to allow the devil a foothold in a place where churches can least afford it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Meanwhile, premarital sex is one of the banes of the Church’s existence. Do not get me wrong; young people and adults should likewise be taught that sex is to be saved for marriage. However, other forms of intimacy that are not discussed are killing relationships and forcing people to leave with bitterness and discontent. Emotional and spiritual intimacy should be saved for married couples, yet we throw them away every time we date someone in the hope that they will love us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h6 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; font-size: 16px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Singles Satisfaction&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Meet Ashley. Ashley is very active in her church and is always willing to lend a helping hand to others. Ashley has always had a boyfriend. After she breaks up with a guy, she immediately begins looking for another one. She was telling me one day how she was tired of being with horrible guys. I suggested that she take a break from dating so she could clear her head and know exactly what she wants. My suggestion puzzled her as she replied: “You don’t understand. I can’t not have a boyfriend. I would be too lonely.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Things like this happen when a person does not find satisfaction as a single person. If you are looking for absolute fulfillment in another person, you are setting yourself up for failure. I once heard a man say, “If you cannot find peace in yourself, it is futile to search for it elsewhere.” You have to be satisfied with your identity as a single person; you have to have a growing relationship with Christ, or you will not be well-suited for a relationship. In 1 Corinthians, Paul shares some insight about the benefits of finding Singles Satisfaction: “Are you married? Do not seek a divorce. Are you unmarried? Do not look for a wife.” (7:27)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Translation: Do not date someone for the sake of dating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;By all means, keep your eyes open, but do not assume that because there is a mutual attraction with a person, you need to be in a relationship. You must assess the situation and circumstances realistically and, above all else, pray about it. As a believer, you are not above becoming attracted to a non-Christian or a married person. Also, do not simply date out of boredom. Dating, in the sense that I have defined it, is an intentional decision utilized to determine romantic possibilities. Anything done out of boredom does not imply a desire to love someone else, but a desire to remove the boredom by using the other person. You may be bored and want to date someone because you have nothing better to do. The person you are on the date with may already be planning the wedding. Feelings have a tendency to spring up when two people spend a lot of time together. If you are with the person for your own comfort, then you are dating for the wrong reasons. You need to date someone because you love them and they love you. Pity and boredom have no place in establishing a dating relationship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h6 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; font-size: 16px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;The “right” one&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;“I would like you to be free from concern. An unmarried man is concerned about the Lord’s affairs—how he can please the Lord. But a married man is concerned about the affairs of his world—how he can please his wife—and his interests are divided. An unmarried woman or virgin is concerned about the Lord’s affairs: Her aim is to be devoted to the Lord in both body and spirit. But she can please her husband. I am saying this for your own good, not to restrict you, but that you may live in a right way in undivided devotion to the Lord” (1 Corinthians 7:32-35).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Translation: Instead of praying for God to &lt;em&gt;bring&lt;/em&gt; you the right person, pray that God will &lt;em&gt;make&lt;/em&gt; you the right person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Being in a relationship is a big responsibility that is not for the faint of heart. Every person in the world wants to marry someone who is awesome, sweet and outstanding. Are you asking God each day to improve your character? Remember that a relationship is not just about how you benefit from the other person; it is about how you can invest in that person’s life for the better. On another note, pray that God will make you the right person for the sake of honoring Him and not to attract others to you. God will do very little for you if your concern is not for His glory.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;People in The Couples Culture hate being single. They hate being alone and feel as if their happiness is defined by true love. Is it wrong to desire a relationship? No. Should that be your desire above all others? Absolutely not. Find peace in God, not in others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;em&gt;This article is adapted from &lt;/em&gt;Friendlationships: From Like, to Like Like, to Love in Your Twenties&lt;em&gt;(RELEVANTBooks). This version appears in the &lt;a href="http://www.relevantmagazine.com/college-guide-undergrad" title="" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;RELEVANT Undergraduate College Guide&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.relevantmagazine.com/life/relationship/features/20610-dating-is-seriously-not-easy"&gt;http://www.relevantmagazine.com/life/relationship/features/20610-dating-is-seriously-not-easy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-722471876701232026?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/722471876701232026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=722471876701232026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/722471876701232026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/722471876701232026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2012/01/good-articles-that-all-singles-should.html' title='Good article for all singles'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-5845379668600768073</id><published>2012-01-15T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T13:18:45.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you never marry the right person</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; two flawed people coming together to create a space of stability, love and consolation, a “haven in a heartless world,”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.relevantmagazine.com/life/relationship/features/27749-you-never-marry-the-right-person"&gt;http://www.relevantmagazine.com/life/relationship/features/27749-you-never-marry-the-right-person&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-5845379668600768073?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/5845379668600768073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=5845379668600768073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5845379668600768073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5845379668600768073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-never-marry-right-person.html' title='you never marry the right person'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-8637003856155470200</id><published>2012-01-11T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T18:46:43.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>40 songs</title><content type='html'>Am committing myself to write a song a day for the next 40 days.&lt;div&gt;kind of like a 40 day fast, but instead it'll be writing songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;songs of praise? songs of sorrow? Anything that i'm thinking about i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the way till 21st FEB!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-8637003856155470200?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/8637003856155470200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=8637003856155470200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/8637003856155470200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/8637003856155470200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2012/01/40-songs.html' title='40 songs'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-1746634696142472161</id><published>2012-01-05T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T14:16:39.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>john</title><content type='html'>Refuse to share this on facebook cause it's too sensual for the kiddo friends i have on fb.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But........ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS IS AN AWESOME MASHUP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7i96SrvoNwI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two of my all-time fav songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;done perfectly by Mayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway i'm preparing dinner later for dad and myself, quite excited hehe :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-1746634696142472161?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/1746634696142472161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=1746634696142472161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/1746634696142472161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/1746634696142472161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2012/01/john.html' title='john'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7i96SrvoNwI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-3136453485283805940</id><published>2012-01-04T14:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T14:41:38.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VO5ygvFZ5Dc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my many dreams is to be a session drummer in a few years time &amp;amp; get to play in bands like Casiopea or T-Square. any instrumental / fusion / funk / blues bands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be surrounded by many skilled musicians, having fun and just enjoying the moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-3136453485283805940?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/3136453485283805940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=3136453485283805940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3136453485283805940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3136453485283805940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2012/01/7-years.html' title='7 years'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VO5ygvFZ5Dc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-2278675488813253380</id><published>2012-01-02T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T04:23:54.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>At the start of this year, I just want to thank God for the things that are to come. &lt;div&gt;I know this year's gonna be awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-2278675488813253380?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/2278675488813253380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=2278675488813253380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2278675488813253380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2278675488813253380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-6037670573911823412</id><published>2011-12-30T02:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T02:23:16.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"LOVE, LIKE RAIN,</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;can nourish from above, drenching couples with a soaking joy. But sometimes under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots, keeping it alive."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;- the five people you meet in heaven&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-6037670573911823412?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/6037670573911823412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=6037670573911823412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6037670573911823412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6037670573911823412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/12/love-like-rain.html' title='&quot;LOVE, LIKE RAIN,'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-7074708961650957355</id><published>2011-12-25T00:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T00:26:39.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Had a great time the past few days and I've been really really really blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Received a mail two days ago which contained an envelop that had a mailer, saying I received &lt;b&gt;EAGLES award&lt;/b&gt; - which is worth like $200! whooohoooooo~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Received a parcel from the mailbox which enclosed the &lt;b&gt;Ultimate Ears TF10s&lt;/b&gt; that I ordered quite awhile ago. Came at such a perfect timing, &lt;b&gt;ON CHRISTMAS EVE!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, i got a postcard from a bro studying in the States now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super awesome la :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehehe I know these are all material things, but it's always a joy receiving gifts. And i'm so grateful for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the greatest gift that i'm most thankful for is that of &lt;b&gt;LIFE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; when God sent Jesus to die for us, we are set free from the bondage of Sin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not tryna be a preacher but really, it's so liberating to be set free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;try it &amp;amp; you'll understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that is why we celebrate Jesus' birth on Christmas! because through Him, we are able to experience God's love for us :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-7074708961650957355?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/7074708961650957355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=7074708961650957355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7074708961650957355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7074708961650957355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-2011.html' title='Christmas 2011'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-6643670786857565352</id><published>2011-12-23T13:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T13:27:55.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my memory, when it comes to remembering ppl, is too good. &lt;div&gt;becomes my downfall sometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; "&gt;I often hide it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-6643670786857565352?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/6643670786857565352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=6643670786857565352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6643670786857565352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6643670786857565352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-memory-when-it-comes-to-ppl-is-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-6304751264173790521</id><published>2011-12-22T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T23:12:03.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>一个人动，一个人静；&lt;br /&gt;一个人听，一个人说；&lt;br /&gt;一个人渴望被理解，一个人愿意理解；&lt;br /&gt;一个人展示，一个人欣赏；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人拥有，一个人瞭望。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-6304751264173790521?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/6304751264173790521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=6304751264173790521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6304751264173790521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6304751264173790521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-6121182348946226744</id><published>2011-12-15T15:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T15:22:22.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>avatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Look, you chose me for something. I will stand and fight, you know I will. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I need a little help here."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-6121182348946226744?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/6121182348946226744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=6121182348946226744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6121182348946226744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6121182348946226744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/12/avatar.html' title='avatar'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-6948822931288966695</id><published>2011-12-11T00:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T00:45:01.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the process</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;2011 is about to end. cant believe it was like a year ago when we were celebrating the end of 2010, where my iphone cracked the 2nd time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking back, i'm really thankful for the people around me. throughout my journey in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its like, God really places the right ppl, at the right time, to tide me thru whatever situation i'm in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seriously &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;i think i will one day randomly just take a plane and fly off alone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway A levels is over!!!!! A bit slow but yes i've been having a really awesome but busy time :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went Vietnam with cell bout 2 days after A levels- a trip of many many many first's. did CRAZY things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;came back and went to USS w the ruggers - we rode the battlestar galactical rides bout 7 times!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;played a &lt;u&gt;paid&lt;/u&gt; wedding gig at Orchard parade hotel with The Recovery, super cheesy songs haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;preparing for 5157 hour trip and leaving Batam soon!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;many more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;other stuff &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;in this Dec&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sibei exciting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-6948822931288966695?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/6948822931288966695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=6948822931288966695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6948822931288966695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6948822931288966695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-process.html' title='in the process'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-1340849674963639233</id><published>2011-11-21T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T01:11:23.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as i'm reading my econs notes now (last min revision for tmrw), and am at the part about inequity and fairness and all, cant help but be so thankful for whatever i am and have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but at the same time, it's damn sad sigh.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is fairness??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is fair...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;but its the waiting process that makes one feel its so unfair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-1340849674963639233?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/1340849674963639233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=1340849674963639233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/1340849674963639233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/1340849674963639233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/11/as-im-reading-my-econs-notes-now-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-5668169232680886795</id><published>2011-11-21T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T00:30:42.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jer 29:11</title><content type='html'>I don't know why, but even as the exams are drawing to a close, I feel more encouraged that God has a seriously solid plan for my life. regardless of the outcome of my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's not that I don't feel confident in myself and how i'll do in my A levels... But I know my life is gonna be so much more than this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously hope that the jobs I get in the future would be the ones that i'd find enjoyment in. Something that i'm naturally gifted in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I'm feeling really thankful for what I have and how much I've been blessed by the people arnd me and the One above, even at a time where things are so unpredictable now. things happening in the world and arnd my life too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just praying hard that all these trials will be over soon &amp;amp; that God will give me the strength to finish well.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked off a bit here and there in the midst of the papers, but i'll work towards studying hard the next 2 days- and my main papers would've finished by then! Only physics MCQ left! *\o/*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(249, 253, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;-jeremiah 29:11&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-5668169232680886795?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/5668169232680886795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=5668169232680886795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5668169232680886795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5668169232680886795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/11/jer-2911.html' title='Jer 29:11'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-4273656442200957571</id><published>2011-11-17T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T17:40:00.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never regretted learning Chinese.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oPB3lzN_dHU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;“千年过去，当我再度拨弄琴韵，更多&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;冷箭&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;，更多冷言冷语。”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, 宋体, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;这说明现代人不想要，不愿意也强迫自己不去欣赏别人，或许是嫉妒，或许是不屑，或许就是不想承认别人比自己强所以越来越看重自己，不用一种欣赏的眼光去生活，所以知音在古难觅，在今更难求。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-4273656442200957571?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/4273656442200957571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=4273656442200957571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4273656442200957571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4273656442200957571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/11/never-regretted-learning-chinese.html' title='Never regretted learning Chinese.'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oPB3lzN_dHU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-7622280076966368311</id><published>2011-11-07T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T23:38:32.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/C71agH35M68" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;often i'd post videos which the lyrics speak to me at that moment in time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this video has &lt;u&gt;no&lt;/u&gt; meaning to me at this point of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;posting it just coz Andrew garcia has one of my favourite voices of all time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-7622280076966368311?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/7622280076966368311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=7622280076966368311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7622280076966368311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7622280076966368311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/11/forever.html' title='forever'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/C71agH35M68/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-5733520247264566713</id><published>2011-11-07T13:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T13:09:31.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last stretch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you friends for giving me the strength to press on&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;be it in the form of bible verses, encouraging smses or even accommodating my schedule to meet up :^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We all end up in the same place—we all came from dust, we all end up as dust. Nobody knows for sure that the human spirit rises to heaven or that the animal spirit sinks into the earth. So I made up my mind that there's nothing better for us men and women than to have a good time in whatever we do—that's our lot. Who knows if there's anything else to life?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-5733520247264566713?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/5733520247264566713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=5733520247264566713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5733520247264566713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5733520247264566713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/11/last-stretch.html' title='the last stretch'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-4012917946484077977</id><published>2011-11-03T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T13:38:37.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Br8CMEE1Erw/TrIo18iaHHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/qbunjjXMmrE/s1600/einstein.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 371px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Br8CMEE1Erw/TrIo18iaHHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/qbunjjXMmrE/s400/einstein.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670639788061498482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The human mind is not capable of grasping the Universe. We are like a little child entering a huge library. The walls are covered to the ceilings with books in many different tongues. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The child knows that someone must have written these books. It does not know who or how. It does not understand the languages in which they are written. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the child notes a definite plan in the arrangement of books--a mysterious order which it does not comprehend, but only dimly suspects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Einstein&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-4012917946484077977?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/4012917946484077977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=4012917946484077977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4012917946484077977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4012917946484077977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/11/human-mind-is-not-capable-of-grasping.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Br8CMEE1Erw/TrIo18iaHHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/qbunjjXMmrE/s72-c/einstein.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-3622278112754831905</id><published>2011-11-02T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T23:58:54.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am restless, looking for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GiiQcyoKWjQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. &lt;div&gt;I've always been a firm believer in signs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And ive been praying to see the number plate 8888, which i figured was probably the rarest car number to find, to help me make some decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's sad that after the moment i made up my mind about some decision, this sign which I've been anticipating and praying for ages finally shows up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now's not the best time anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-3622278112754831905?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/3622278112754831905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=3622278112754831905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3622278112754831905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3622278112754831905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-restless-looking-for-you.html' title='I am restless, looking for you'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GiiQcyoKWjQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-2640189439619058176</id><published>2011-10-29T10:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T00:40:30.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 19th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p2iZQtgjEI4/Tra4eh38IwI/AAAAAAAAAGE/j8CzfZO1H0s/s1600/308369_10150379026714844_371222964843_8204474_906471301_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p2iZQtgjEI4/Tra4eh38IwI/AAAAAAAAAGE/j8CzfZO1H0s/s400/308369_10150379026714844_371222964843_8204474_906471301_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671923615348302594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanna say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-2640189439619058176?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/2640189439619058176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=2640189439619058176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2640189439619058176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2640189439619058176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/10/19th.html' title='the 19th'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p2iZQtgjEI4/Tra4eh38IwI/AAAAAAAAAGE/j8CzfZO1H0s/s72-c/308369_10150379026714844_371222964843_8204474_906471301_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-6551563465859389192</id><published>2011-10-26T01:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T01:05:50.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Five Balls in the air' by CEO of Coca Cola</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(9, 9, 30); font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 32, 96); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 32, 96); "&gt;"Imagine life as a game in which you are juggling some five balls in the air. You name them - &lt;b&gt;Work&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Family&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Health&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Friends&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Spirit &lt;/b&gt;... and you're keeping all of these in the Air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 32, 96); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 32, 96); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will soon understand that work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will bounce back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the other four Balls - Family, Health, Friends and Spirit - are made of glass. If you drop one of these; they will be irrevocably scuffed, marked, nicked, damaged or even shattered. They will never be the same. You must understand that and strive for &lt;u&gt;Balance&lt;/u&gt; in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(9, 9, 30); font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(55, 55, 55); font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " &gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;How?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Don’t undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others. It is because we are different that each of us is special.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Don’t set your goals by what other people deem important. Only you know what is best for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Don’t take for granted the things closest to your heart. Cling to them as you would your life, for without them, life is meaningless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Don’t let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past or for the future. By living your life one day at a time, you live all the days of your life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Don’t give up when you still have something to give. Nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Don’t be afraid to admit that you are less than perfect. It is this fragile thread that binds us to each together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Don’t be afraid to encounter risks. It is by taking chances that we learn how to be pave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Don’t shut love out of your life by saying it’s impossible to find time. The quickest way to receive love is to give; the fastest way to lose love is to hold it too tightly; and the best way to keep love is to give it wings!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Don’t run through life so fast that you forget not only where you’ve been, but also where you are going.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Don’t forget, a person’s greatest emotional need is to feel appreciated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Don’t be afraid to learn. Knowledge is weightless, a treasure you can always carry easily.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(55, 55, 55); font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Don’t use time or words carelessly. Neither can be retrieved. Life is not a race, but a journey to be savoured each step of the way…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(9, 9, 30); font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; "&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(9, 9, 30); font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(9, 9, 30); font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(55, 55, 55); font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;–Brian G. Dyson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;President and CEO, Coca-Cola Enterprises during his speech at the Georgia Tech 172nd Commencement Address Sept. 6, 199&lt;/span&gt;6&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-6551563465859389192?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/6551563465859389192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=6551563465859389192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6551563465859389192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6551563465859389192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/10/five-balls-in-air-by-ceo-of-coca-cola.html' title='&apos;Five Balls in the air&apos; by CEO of Coca Cola'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-7296504071146603401</id><published>2011-10-23T21:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T22:34:01.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing compares to the promise i have in you</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rd-A2M-k6J0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When is enough ever enough?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trusting that everything will turn out fine in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dear God please sustain me in these few days, which are gonna be nothing but fleeting memories. And most importantly, help me to walk in the light and not stumble, cause y'know how weak i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past week has been &lt;u&gt;hell&lt;/u&gt; for me, but thank God that i garnered whatever i had and attended night service at TC. Perceived benefits of doing an econs essay seemed greater than attending svc, but i wanted to meet my cell leader to chat bout stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;He attended service the next day lol.. but it was timely. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Found it very hard to worship for some reason or another, but when the song "Shout to the Lord" came out it totally broke my heart. cldn't stop weeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like there's so so so so much going through my mind and i can't seem to sing/worship cause i'm just so so preoccupied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this simple's song message is just so clear. "&lt;i&gt;my comfort, my shelter.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;tower of refuge and strength"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a reminder to just back to simple worship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of my favourite songs of all time. brought me back to the time when i didn't know Jesus, but sang it at pri sku chapel, with child-like faith about something i didnt know about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really going through a lot of shit but Ima press on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pray for me if you see this.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mercy--not getting what you do deserve"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Grace--getting what you don't deserve"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;really thank God for this unmerited favor that i often receive from him, and how often He has withheld punishment upon me due to his mercy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-7296504071146603401?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/7296504071146603401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=7296504071146603401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7296504071146603401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7296504071146603401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/10/nothing-compares-to-promise-i-have-in.html' title='nothing compares to the promise i have in you'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rd-A2M-k6J0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-4430774783843707879</id><published>2011-10-17T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T15:24:03.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3udS7EXQxTo/Tpw_okncN0I/AAAAAAAAAFk/0T2za5b9hK0/s1600/the%2Bend.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3udS7EXQxTo/Tpw_okncN0I/AAAAAAAAAFk/0T2za5b9hK0/s400/the%2Bend.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664472397581662018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;-Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-4430774783843707879?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/4430774783843707879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=4430774783843707879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4430774783843707879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4430774783843707879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/10/soon.html' title='Soon.'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3udS7EXQxTo/Tpw_okncN0I/AAAAAAAAAFk/0T2za5b9hK0/s72-c/the%2Bend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-709167252205039337</id><published>2011-10-13T00:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T01:37:23.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how deep is your love</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VxaUudEg5Mg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;you're my savior when i fall&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today officially marks the end of my Jc journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bittersweet 3 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The season that i've fallen, failed and disappointed the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but through failures, you learn most. And im definitely not the same person who stepped into sajc 3 years back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never thought retaining was a bad thing; sure i hated the fact that i had to spent another year in this place (which obviously isnt the best place to be when you can be slacking your ass off elsewhere) Yet with another year in this hell hole, you kinda see things in a different light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes i pray for time to quickly pass by, so that i can read my life like a book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But don't you just love storybooks that allow you to decide which page to turn to, giving you choices, depending on what action you want to make?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's life for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; THINGS I'VE LEARNT &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything is relative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think sufficiently, but dont overthink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont procrastinate, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz shit builds up quick. before yknow it, you in a quick sand of shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be bold and ask for what you want; most of the time you get it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the same time, dont conform into this generation of 'ME' which seeks only your own wants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Study with friends and try not to be the stupid one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're the stupid one, there are still friends that will study with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Demand-Supply concept applies to life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be motivated to read GP stuff so you wont be too sua-ku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pen your thoughts down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Write songs, play music, do artistic stuff- they add value to life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Law of Comparative Advantage applies to most stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And law of Compounding is powerful. utilise it well now and in the future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time is your best asset but dont think it lasts forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be there for your friends as much as possible, they need you more than your books need you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will have many friends that will prioritize other things over you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be in the world, but not of the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Introduce people to a new way of thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With adversity comes opportunities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The healthy doesn't see a doctor, the sick does. never think you're inadequate to ask for God for help/forgiveness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You probably are gonna fail more as you continue life, but it's an important step in succeeding &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;骄兵必败 ( 'an army which is cocksure about its invincibility is doomed to face defeat' )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Success in studies is all about remembering formats (i think?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleep &amp;gt; Last-minute studying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love your family unconditionally even if they fail you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take courage in difficult situations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have faith- eyes that look into the future and see what people dont&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust your heart &lt;u&gt; more &lt;/u&gt; than your mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.”&lt;br /&gt;— Oscar Wilde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-709167252205039337?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/709167252205039337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-2330626880219201895</id><published>2011-10-09T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T21:22:12.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Who may ascend the mountain of the LORD?&lt;p&gt;   Who may stand in his holy place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14246" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; The one who has clean hands and a pure heart,&lt;br /&gt;  who does not trust in an idol&lt;br /&gt;  or swear by a false god.&lt;sup class="footnote" value="[&amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;#fen-NIV-14246a&amp;quot; title=&amp;quot;See footnote a&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;]" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: 0.5em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm+24&amp;amp;version=NIV#fen-NIV-14246a" title="See footnote a" style="color: rgb(101, 19, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14247" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; They will receive blessing from the LORD&lt;br /&gt;  and vindication from God their Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14248" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; Such is the generation of those who seek him,&lt;br /&gt;  who seek your face, God of Jacob.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;not by my own strength&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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The first man orders a glass of H2O. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The second man goes "That sounds really good. I'll have a glass of H20 too." The second man died.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bcYppAs6ZdI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAHA PLEASE PLAY THIS SHORT 3 SECOND VIDEO AFT YOU GOT THE JOKE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;IT MAKES IT SOOOOOOOO MUCH MORE FUNNIER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;edit: another epic nerd joke that my classmate Alvid told me. hahaha thought it was really funny&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 57, 75); font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; background-color: rgb(251, 251, 253); "&gt;&lt;p style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(56, 57, 75); margin-top: 4px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;A neutron walks into a bar and asks:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(56, 57, 75); margin-top: 4px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;“Hey, how much for a beer?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(56, 57, 75); margin-top: 4px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;The bartender says, “For you, no charge.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-2748016444383228070?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/2748016444383228070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=2748016444383228070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Six.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OVNOQ1WwswQ/ToiT7hx-xZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/wDUMBrn2gKw/s1600/Holstee-Manifesto-Poster_1_large.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OVNOQ1WwswQ/ToiT7hx-xZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/wDUMBrn2gKw/s400/Holstee-Manifesto-Poster_1_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658935582680597906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-4374435868677421680?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/4374435868677421680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-2299530377728493741</id><published>2011-09-27T01:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T01:55:50.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>song of my life now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yziGaOi3-ks" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Where are you in my broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Everything feels rusted over&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you're there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that there's a meaning to it all&lt;br /&gt;A little resurrection every time I fall&lt;br /&gt;You got your babies, I got my hearses&lt;br /&gt;Every blessing comes with a set of curses&lt;br /&gt;I got my vices, I got my vice verses&lt;br /&gt;These are my vice verses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-2299530377728493741?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/2299530377728493741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=2299530377728493741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2299530377728493741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2299530377728493741'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jon-foreman/vice-verses-making-art-ou_b_974302.html"&gt;http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jon-foreman/vice-verses-making-art-ou_b_974302.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-5079270741389495023?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/5079270741389495023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=5079270741389495023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5079270741389495023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd like to take the analogy of those 90's Kungfu films;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where one has absolutely no encounter of doing something that he has an innate talent in and is superbly gifted.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;amp; when the time is right and he is deemed to be 'ready' by the shi fu, he is taught some martial arts skill and owns the whole world in it. Reigning as the top pugilist, yet living life with integrity.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha I guess for me, it helps that I didn't get to encounter much stuff when I was younger. ('cept for sports maybe) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Given my short attention span, I probably would've gotten tired of playing an instrument. Or whatever talent I might not have discovered yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im not sure if Im the 'chosen one' or, so-called 'ready' yet, but all things work in good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just gearing up to ensure preparation meets opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway i kinda want to rap this one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PVMVcc6smdQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-5588283517744347615?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/5588283517744347615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=5588283517744347615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5588283517744347615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5588283517744347615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='笑傲江湖'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PVMVcc6smdQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-3578683260828851282</id><published>2011-09-23T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T00:08:15.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Eve</title><content type='html'>Chilled out w some of my cell brothers at a nice place called 'Garden of Eden', (where another one of them is working at)&lt;div&gt;ABSOLUTELY NICE PLACE WITH GOOD VIBE, I TELL YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do check it out if you can! It's at 148 Neil Road, with a bar above their restaurant. &lt;a href="http://www.soshiok.com/article/15808"&gt;http://www.soshiok.com/article/15808&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhows, Im very encouraged by them &amp;amp; it spurs me on to start pursuing the things that are actually important to me. Definitely i'll press on in my studies and thrive in it, but &lt;b&gt;there's so much more to life!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it sounds so cliche.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'll start writing some stuff, like into songs/stories. which is the most tangible thing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing that struck me was shared by my friend, where it talks about God being a storyteller. coz it's the best way to express an idea through. Basically it comes from Matthew 13.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have no knowledge of music theory (YET) soooooooo I probably can't compose songs as of now. but we'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-3578683260828851282?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/3578683260828851282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=3578683260828851282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3578683260828851282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3578683260828851282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/09/adam.html' title='Finding Eve'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-8088322406777971941</id><published>2011-09-22T06:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T00:05:26.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can i have this dance?</title><content type='html'>"Life is a lot like this. You do not know which relationships will ultimately stand the test of time and which ones will not. You do not know who will desert you in your time of need and who will faithfully stand by you .... The irony is that Jesus knew who would desert Him, and yet this did not dictate how He treated them."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quite true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how unpredictable this life can be, but I guess that's what makes it interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and worth living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw woke up super early (by my standards) but I woke up feeling thankful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grateful for all that's happened (18 years+) and that Im alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-8088322406777971941?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/8088322406777971941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=8088322406777971941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/8088322406777971941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/8088322406777971941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/09/can-i-have-this-dance.html' title='can i have this dance?'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-8813954817827577406</id><published>2011-09-20T01:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:32:51.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sporty gals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hCqvE4wx0u0/Tnd-PhcfbEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/HRW9RX0cRSY/s1600/Women%2527s-RWC.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hCqvE4wx0u0/Tnd-PhcfbEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/HRW9RX0cRSY/s400/Women%2527s-RWC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654126662327954498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girls that play rugby. #naise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or those that are decked in boots (for sports) #alsoverynaise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-8813954817827577406?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/8813954817827577406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=8813954817827577406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/8813954817827577406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/8813954817827577406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/09/girls-that-play-rugby.html' title='sporty gals'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hCqvE4wx0u0/Tnd-PhcfbEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/HRW9RX0cRSY/s72-c/Women%2527s-RWC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-3320266706394658467</id><published>2011-09-20T01:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:33:10.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost in the sea of chatter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Very burdened about social etiquette on online media and how people are so oblivious sometimes. But is there even a right or wrong way to conduct yourself online? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do we even know the extent of how powerful this form of new media is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh too much freedom of speech can be detrimental seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not want to witness a tragedy occurring due to our own stupidity online before people start to regret!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to this retarded 'ME' culture, we tend towards serving ourselves most. Becoming more heartless and selfish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Though this is really not about me. writing based on what I see online. I probably am poking my nose into someone else's business :^o&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;if you think it's you, it's not you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw :^) is my fav emoticon now cause it has a nose lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-3320266706394658467?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/3320266706394658467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=3320266706394658467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3320266706394658467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3320266706394658467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/09/very-burdened-about-social-etiquette-on.html' title='lost in the sea of chatter'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-2992133636476859488</id><published>2011-09-20T00:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T01:41:10.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddha Prophesized about Jesus (Yeshua)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;CHECK THIS OUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bibleprobe.com/buddhatoldofjesus.htm"&gt;http://www.bibleprobe.com/buddhatoldofjesus.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-2992133636476859488?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/2992133636476859488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=2992133636476859488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2992133636476859488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2992133636476859488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/09/buddha-prophesized-about-jesus-yeshua.html' title='Buddha Prophesized about Jesus (Yeshua)'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-8560561486297055692</id><published>2011-09-18T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:33:33.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>greater things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;James 1: 2-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Anyway random, but whenever I get a deja-vu feeling, i always feel like God's in control and has great plans set ahead for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-8560561486297055692?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/8560561486297055692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=8560561486297055692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/8560561486297055692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/8560561486297055692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/09/consider-it-pure-joy-my-brothers-and.html' title='greater things'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-8968120080284657515</id><published>2011-09-18T00:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T01:04:09.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this could be para para paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zvr4CRF7Idc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Coldplay debuts their new song 'Paradise'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Initially I was listening to it cause I like to hear songs played live &amp;amp; its helluva catchy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kinda like the lyrics too. been super into lyrics like this now- where you go through shit but something good comes out / there is hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean that's life, isnt it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then again, if life isnt tough then your life sucks too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Everybody dies, but few live"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;When she was just a girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;She expected the world,&lt;br /&gt;But it flew away from her reach,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And bullets catch in her teeth. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life goes on,&lt;br /&gt;It gets so heavy,&lt;br /&gt;The wheel breaks the butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;Every tear, a waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;In the night, the stormy night,&lt;br /&gt;She closed her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;In the night,&lt;br /&gt;The stormy night,&lt;br /&gt;Away she flied&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;Still lying underneath the stormy skies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;She said oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I know the sun's set to rise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-8968120080284657515?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/8968120080284657515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=8968120080284657515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/8968120080284657515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/8968120080284657515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-could-be-para-para-paradise.html' title='this could be para para paradise'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zvr4CRF7Idc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-2767713595934623515</id><published>2011-09-17T02:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T02:34:29.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>curiosity killed the insecure cat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-2767713595934623515?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/2767713595934623515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=2767713595934623515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2767713595934623515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2767713595934623515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/09/curiousity-killed-insecure-cat.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-5795025752953663102</id><published>2011-09-16T19:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:33:54.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Found this dood on youtube who has a damn nice voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TE3Z9mVpnxE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw plsss listen to this video in a very cosy / chill environment. Cause it's that good!&lt;br /&gt;(yes the girl zhao xia occasionally but her voice is naturally v nice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiya not too sure if the content i post on my blog / facebook / twitter is interesting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then again some of the good things in life are boring haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-5795025752953663102?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/5795025752953663102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=5795025752953663102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-7241864431361482991</id><published>2011-09-15T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T00:22:51.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-time</title><content type='html'>In the midst of my prelims. right smack in the middle.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not too sure bout the outcome of the exams, but Im trying not to think too much abt it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though one thing's for sure- &lt;b&gt;I know God's helping me through it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes Im inadequate in my preparation work, but it's such a relief to see &lt;b&gt;EXACTLY&lt;/b&gt; the topics I prepared for appearing in my exam questions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although answering them correctly is another issue........ hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Im just very comforted that there's someone above far stronger than me, to help me through stuff I cant really handle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully the results that return aren't too disappointing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough to encourage me to push on till the finish line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just felt like posting stuff from Proverbs 22&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;sup id="en-KJV-17022" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: 0.5em; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="font-weight: bold; white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;sup id="en-KJV-17027" style="vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;He that loveth pureness of heart, for the grace of his lips the king shall be his friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;sup id="en-KJV-17031" style="vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;Foolishness is bound in the heart of a child; but the rod of correction shall drive it far from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='Half-time'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-3057665049349092918</id><published>2011-09-15T02:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T19:52:34.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterdays</title><content type='html'>Cherish what you have &lt;u&gt; now&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;div&gt;stop thinking, start acting on it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IANRsQkaeT8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IANRsQkaeT8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-4572083968639353264</id><published>2011-09-14T01:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:37:07.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On bended knees</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--B44b8ybiNA/Tn88fbPCsgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/jaxA8PbihwM/s1600/time%2Bto%2Bpray.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--B44b8ybiNA/Tn88fbPCsgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/jaxA8PbihwM/s400/time%2Bto%2Bpray.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656306167585092098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a deep sorrow. &lt;div&gt;Forgot how important Prayer is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Im praying for God's grace to be upon me caz I know I can be so much more than I am now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not grumbing about my current state, but I just want to be fruitful in the talents given to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 21px; line-height: 27px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;"Satan trembles when he sees the weakest Christian on his knees." - William Cowper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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glad to be part of it and really, it's a perfect example setting oneself apart for his/her future spouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May their days together be even more wonderful and i pray for God to guide them and their family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8r92A7ndnZk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-8874404787688406812?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/8874404787688406812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=8874404787688406812' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-1444824068577103573</id><published>2011-09-04T23:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T10:42:04.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is in the air.</title><content type='html'>Genuinely very happy for a good friend &amp;amp; mentor who is getting married real soon.&lt;div&gt;Was at rehearsals today and despite my busy schedule (sorta..), Im so glad i can be part of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A great joy really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were rehearsing and I heard the pianist Johanna play 'Hear Comes the Bride', cld totally feel the wedding vibe :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait for the actual day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-1444824068577103573?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-7196901926576231687</id><published>2011-09-02T18:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T23:46:43.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lo2hi</title><content type='html'>Gave up the chance to attend a Stock Analysis class. &lt;div&gt;pretty bummed caz its something that i genuinely have interest for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But forsaking it for my boys. can't wait to see them and their friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its gonna be awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOD BE MY TEACHER FOR STOCKS IN THE FUTURE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-7196901926576231687?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-426964062994967396</id><published>2011-08-27T00:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T00:18:47.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get back</title><content type='html'>Been very into Japanese music lately, especially Jap jazz and instrumental stuff. &lt;div&gt;chanced upon a vid of this genre which was posted on a friend's wall,&lt;div&gt;and it got me thinking bout the times where i was listening to Casiopea, and in particular their drummer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway how awesome wld it be to grow old or enjoy my golden years with a bunch of people that have the same natural musical frequency as me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We cld all be musical nerds together 8-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Less talk, here's a great cover of The Beatles' Get Back, by none other than Casiopea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just look at their faces, it's &lt;b&gt;PURE JOY&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjoy kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/78nmcxV3Uoc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-426964062994967396?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/426964062994967396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=426964062994967396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have so much to say, but i don't have the right words.&lt;div&gt;Doesn't help that im listening to B.B King now, feelin' super blue..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kinda wish i cld play the guitar proficiently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-5474206987386146403?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/5474206987386146403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=5474206987386146403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5474206987386146403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5474206987386146403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/08/have-so-much-to-say-but-i-dont-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-7638530541622867788</id><published>2011-08-24T11:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T13:16:21.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outliers</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Hard work is a prison sentence only if it does not have meaning. Once it does, it becomes the thing that makes you grab your wife around the waist and dance a jig."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading this book called OUTLIERS by MALCOLM GLADWELL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very entertaining read on how people actually end up become &lt;b&gt;Outliers&lt;/b&gt; of society.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rather than pure hours (which is &lt;u&gt;absolutely&lt;/u&gt; necessary), it is also often a case of 'right place at the right time'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were given ample opportunity to hone their skills to a point where they are so proficient, and able to outshine people who weren't so fortunate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go check it out if you have the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT:&lt;/b&gt; i'm hooked onto this book! now they talk about causes for air crash. a failure in expressing their opinions by the First Officer, despite them already seeing the mistakes/potential dangers which the Captain misses. Partly due to Power Distance Index (PDI), 'a concern with attitudes toward hierarchy, specifically with how much a particular culture values and respects authority'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These comments by the Gladwell strike me hard&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt; "But Korea, like many Asian countries, is receiver oriented. It is up to the &lt;i&gt;listener &lt;/i&gt;to make sense of what is being said. In the engineer's mind, &lt;u&gt;he has said a lot.&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;How true. Applies to most of us too, where we tend to over-think, expecting the listener to understand us. We forget the most important and easiest way to get our message through is just to Speak it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-7638530541622867788?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/7638530541622867788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=7638530541622867788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7638530541622867788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7638530541622867788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/08/outliers.html' title='Outliers'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-2914897925583437219</id><published>2011-08-23T00:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T00:57:24.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>casiopea</title><content type='html'>This is the type of musician I want to eventually become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Edc2yVHRHiQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-2914897925583437219?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/2914897925583437219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=2914897925583437219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2914897925583437219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2914897925583437219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/08/casiopea.html' title='casiopea'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Edc2yVHRHiQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-7276310370786850066</id><published>2011-08-16T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T00:18:11.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p&gt;"But in the end, does it really make a difference what anyone does? I've had a good look at what God has given us to do—busywork, mostly. True, God made everything beautiful in itself and in its time—but he's left us in the dark, so we can never know what God is up to, whether he's coming or going. I've decided that there's nothing better to do than go ahead and have a good time and get the most we can out of life. That's it—eat, drink, and make the most of your job. It's God's gift.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I've also concluded that whatever God does, that's the way it's going to be, always. No addition, no subtraction. God's done it and that's it. That's so we'll quit asking questions and simply worship in holy fear.&lt;br /&gt; Whatever was, is.&lt;br /&gt;   Whatever will be, is.&lt;br /&gt;   That's how it always is with God."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-7276310370786850066?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/7276310370786850066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=7276310370786850066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7276310370786850066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7276310370786850066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/08/but-in-end-does-it-really-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-2076182524522415889</id><published>2011-08-14T02:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T02:22:03.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im me when im with you</title><content type='html'>Thank you God, for you are such a creative king.&lt;div&gt;knowing how i try to preempt the way that you're gonna bless me, you bless me in an even more unique way- awesomeness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Praise to the One seated above!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, today was a good start to my break to serving in TXC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really good closure (FOR NOW) &amp;amp; i think it was real timely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got the chance to sing our song (hehe im so happy), and play drums. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super good la. like the best of both worlds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It'll only be a few months before i can come back. to play music, to serve and most importantly, use it for worship. Full steam ahead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-2076182524522415889?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/2076182524522415889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=2076182524522415889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2076182524522415889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2076182524522415889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-me-when-im-with-you.html' title='im me when im with you'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-3336437834201906959</id><published>2011-08-07T00:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T00:14:02.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 25th. rave up fellas</title><content type='html'>Thank God for my church.&lt;div&gt;25 years of His grace, to lead up to many more years of blessings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wonder if I serve too much, and over-commit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but how can i be forgetful and not be thankful for the one above who is the provider of all my needs?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, once this 25th Anniversary bash is over, i'd need to chiong studies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT I can always be confident that God will provide! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wooohoo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;i&gt; Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;Therefore &lt;b&gt;do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Each day has enough trouble of its own."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;matthew 6.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-3336437834201906959?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/3336437834201906959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=3336437834201906959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3336437834201906959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3336437834201906959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-25th-rave-up-fellas_07.html' title='Happy 25th. rave up fellas'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-3275693484639047913</id><published>2011-07-22T23:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T23:56:58.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breaking probabilities and trends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today (or well actually, this week)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;has been so intense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got back most of the results and i'm not sure what to feel. Real bummer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i'm just trying to move on coz i know i didnt perform to the best of my ability. I din revise last minute so it was a pretty stupid move. Like i knew how to do questions but i just couldnt rmb them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had only abt 1 hr worth of breaks today &amp;amp; the rest of the day was just packed w lessons. Ended school at 5.30pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Intense with a capital &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it was good. I went for a run aft that! V slow pace but i didn't stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking back, quitting rugby might've been a real bad move coz I regret not playing w the team. And I realise that I cherish the times spent playing rugby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, apart from the academic benefits it (SHOULD'VE) brought abt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it taught me a very important lesson: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I gotta press on in difficult situations coz I know i'll regret in the future if i quit now&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant be too myopic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALSO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to do some proper pull-ups. From a zero fighter to being able to do very few. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a great improvement i think, though I dare not say the exact number coz damn paiseh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiming for at least 7 by end of Term 3 hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;But it encourages me to strive harder,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause when I do pull-ups at home, it's like I can only do 1+ each time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But  when we do the simple things with hard effort, it kinda builds and pays off eventually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"everything will be okay. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;if it's not okay, it's not the end."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-3275693484639047913?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/3275693484639047913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=3275693484639047913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3275693484639047913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3275693484639047913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/07/breaking-probabilities-and-trends.html' title='breaking probabilities and trends'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-3663036377657809309</id><published>2011-07-20T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T19:17:07.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;World: Inexhaustible Demand &amp;gt; Limited Supply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;Jesus: Inexhaustible Supply &amp;gt; Limited Demand!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-3663036377657809309?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/3663036377657809309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=3663036377657809309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3663036377657809309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3663036377657809309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/07/world-inexhaustible-demand-limited.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-6692439695707394445</id><published>2011-07-17T22:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T01:48:25.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why am i neither convinced nor motivated when people say 'you better study hard now so you can have a good future next time'.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will study hard coz its my job as a student.&lt;div&gt;not because i want to use it as an insurance for my future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Each day has enough trouble of its own.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-6692439695707394445?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/6692439695707394445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=6692439695707394445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6692439695707394445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6692439695707394445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/07/why-am-i-neither-convinced-nor.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-3278531904743027228</id><published>2011-07-13T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T00:18:12.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LPYS1dBCS2o" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I like the drums on this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-3278531904743027228?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/3278531904743027228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=3278531904743027228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3278531904743027228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3278531904743027228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LPYS1dBCS2o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-7507590269721227495</id><published>2011-07-12T00:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T22:17:25.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wn4 b3 a n3rd 8)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-epKnxeG38ng/Thsi7ASw_GI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/p5W6F-aSzRI/s1600/tumblr_lmxwziU1eo1qd5tpuo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-epKnxeG38ng/Thsi7ASw_GI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/p5W6F-aSzRI/s400/tumblr_lmxwziU1eo1qd5tpuo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628130556415900770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As students, it is our role to study.&lt;div&gt;Yet we often begin on a conquest of endless pursuits, where we're never contented with what we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"A celebrity is a person who works hard all his life to become known, then wears dark glasses to avoid being recognized"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/i&gt; Fred Allen&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;div&gt;The things we do daily, are they really worth it in the long run? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And by long run, i mean way past the concept/constrain of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beyond our existence; when our souls leave these wretched bodies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at how the world is changing, the sad fact is that our days are indeed numbered and dwindling fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;“Show me, LORD, my life’s end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;   and the number of my days;&lt;br /&gt; let me know how fleeting my life is.&lt;br /&gt;You have made my days a mere handbreadth;&lt;br /&gt; the span of my years is as nothing before you.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is but a breath,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;   even those who seem secure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;psalm 39:4-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rather that try to figure out when will be the end, let's rmb the important things in life! the things we dont see! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spend quality time with our loved ones, our friends and families. speak words of affirmation to them and make them feel appreciated - coz theyre worth it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;To have faith, to hope and to &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-7507590269721227495?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/7507590269721227495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=7507590269721227495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7507590269721227495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7507590269721227495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-wn4-b3-n3rd-8.html' title='I Wn4 b3 a n3rd 8)'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-epKnxeG38ng/Thsi7ASw_GI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/p5W6F-aSzRI/s72-c/tumblr_lmxwziU1eo1qd5tpuo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-2908160409500285030</id><published>2011-07-08T23:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T00:42:50.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your body is a temple. Protect it; it deserves the best</title><content type='html'>Really glad that i went out for a run today.&lt;div&gt;Sooooo therapeutic. esp w so much stuff going on now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw the reason i ran was coz firstly i was in da mood, and secondly i decided that i need to be healthy! weight is an issue (c'mon lets be honest children) but it's not of utmost priority.&lt;br /&gt;If my health is compromised then i can't do so much things that i love - LIKE SNOWBOARDING AT THE END OF THIS YEAR WITH SOME OF MA BROTHAS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also thirdly i wanna be fitter so i can sing better! I do run out of breath, or rather not much power, with a few songs when i sing and i feel that i'm compromising on my singing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh &amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God for nature. tried to appreciate the surroundings when i ran (in spite of my fatigue) and it was gr8. this Big man above is so detailed &amp;amp; intricate with his creation, yet He always always has the greater picture in His plans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway i'm listening to gospel songs nowadays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gospel songs &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; font-size: small; "&gt;≠ super churchy choir songs hor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;they are very the hip nowadays. check out this cover of September (originally by Earth,Wind and Fire) but remixed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="510" height="320" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7lQZ6j6UGrM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-2908160409500285030?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/2908160409500285030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=2908160409500285030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2908160409500285030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2908160409500285030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/07/really-glad-that-i-went-out-for-run.html' title='Your body is a temple. Protect it; it deserves the best'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7lQZ6j6UGrM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-3098773093527256543</id><published>2011-07-07T02:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T02:07:59.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you to go and bear fruit--fruit that will last. Then the Father will give you whatever you ask in my name.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;- John 15:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-3098773093527256543?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/3098773093527256543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=3098773093527256543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3098773093527256543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3098773093527256543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-did-not-choose-me-but-i-chose-you_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-8730182362539248782</id><published>2011-07-05T02:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T02:06:47.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RSl3K3SLrAE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;One of the many reasons why they're my &lt;u&gt;favourite&lt;/u&gt; band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're extremely talented musicians. (Jon foreman won a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Les Paul Horizon Award for the most promising up-and-coming guitaris&lt;/i&gt;t)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;neither restricted by faith nor genre, yet their lyrics are just so positive. and deep too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they're having so much fun in this life and theyre just ace in living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and best of all, they're enjoyin each other's company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How wonderful it is, to be able to do something that you really have passion for. knowing that when you wake up, your day's gonna be good coz you're literally living your dreams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess for them, it'll be to write &amp;amp; play good music and head out for a surf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sad thing is: i have no idea what i REALLY want to do. sure i have interests but do i want to pursue them for the rest of my life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to get a good job to provide for my future family- it's my duty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this attitude of being &lt;i&gt;Safe&lt;/i&gt; annoys me so much. this culture that we're in, it forces us to 'grow up' in a certain way and if we go off tangent, there's something wrong with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Im not sure if whatever i've dreamt of becoming has been shaped by the beliefs of this society.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh so many questions in life and i'm so unprepared for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to grow up kiddo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(but dont you dare forget to be childlike and just take courage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These guys in Switchfoot arent taking life w a pinch of salt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they just know that there's something greater ahead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-8730182362539248782?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/8730182362539248782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=8730182362539248782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/8730182362539248782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/8730182362539248782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-everythings-made-to-be-broken-i.html' title='When everything&apos;s made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/RSl3K3SLrAE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-6796158957546332590</id><published>2011-07-03T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T00:09:35.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cA5WVwqHNoI/Tg9BeTUcogI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LVgtWSYzmI8/s1600/thank%2Byou%2Bjesus.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cA5WVwqHNoI/Tg9BeTUcogI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LVgtWSYzmI8/s400/thank%2Byou%2Bjesus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624786448446956034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;This is kinda how i'm feeling now :)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;And oddly enough, i think my own voice ministers to me quite well.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.benjamingeneration.netfirms.com/songs/Thank%20You%20Jesus%20For%20Your%20Love%20To%20Me-Chords.htm"&gt;http://www.benjamingeneration.netfirms.com/songs/Thank%20You%20Jesus%20For%20Your%20Love%20To%20Me-Chords.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-6796158957546332590?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/6796158957546332590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=6796158957546332590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6796158957546332590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6796158957546332590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-is-kinda-how-im-feeling-now-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cA5WVwqHNoI/Tg9BeTUcogI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LVgtWSYzmI8/s72-c/thank%2Byou%2Bjesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-2914313756901499621</id><published>2011-07-01T21:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T21:55:43.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There once lived a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Who knew not of the existence of failures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He had great aspirations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;to bring honor to his family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He knew he was meant for greatness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;but he could not find the last ingredient &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;to complete his dish of desires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A fairly large house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;inhabited but mortified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; existed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;but it was kept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So well hidden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Within the hardened hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But he grew tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;of trying to find what he was created from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So he left, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;expecting that nothing would change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What a tool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He built his securities in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yet could not find a place to lay his head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A glorious return, he expected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But alas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;His house was not a home anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He was the child of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the only source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And when he left,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the cornerstone of this house was displaced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-2914313756901499621?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/2914313756901499621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=2914313756901499621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2914313756901499621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2914313756901499621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/07/once-there-was-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-1281043982866672122</id><published>2011-07-01T01:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T02:00:42.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What an interesting way you work.</title><content type='html'>Argh cldn't find my old post where i blogged abt the time where i stopped listening to secular music. it was during the period where my church was going thru a time of fasting.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And COINCIDENTALLY today, the first day of the 40 days of Fasting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;I stupidly &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(is there such a word?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large; "&gt; deleted my WHOLE ITUNES LIBRARY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;approximately 25GB worth of songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh of coz i was pissed with myself la. and upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but maybe it's good?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thank God that i was introduced to playing an instrument, the drums, by my brotha Julian Tan JianEn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really really good times. allowed me to have an avenue to express all my left-handed tendencies and be all artsy/musical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But ive been on this quest to expose myself musically. tryna listen to so many genres.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from pop, to rock, to r&amp;amp;b, to soul, to funk, to blues, to jazz (a bit la haha), to jungle, to old skl stuff, to progressive and the list goes on...&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Yet i'm not really satisfied. or actually it's hard for us to be satisfied! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's gonna be more different ways to be more creative, musically-wise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm just afraid i'll lose myself in music. and forget what i first sang out loud for- of how good God has been in my life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&lt;i&gt; never &lt;/i&gt;sang at home before. i STILL don't sing out loud at home, well not unless i'm alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the first time i sang out loud (Outside!) was for God. coz' i know He has indeed changed my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm blessed w so much blessings, my voice is just so inadequate to give Him due credit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually think i have my old itunes library in my harddisk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i'm not too sure if i want to sync them back yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's time to clean up my act,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and &lt;i&gt;focus &lt;/i&gt;on what's important&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-1281043982866672122?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/1281043982866672122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=1281043982866672122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/1281043982866672122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/1281043982866672122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-interesting-way-you-work.html' title='What an interesting way you work.'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-4229794826409494918</id><published>2011-06-30T03:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T19:57:54.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gonna be a lovely day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); white-space: nowrap; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know you're going through some stuff now&lt;br /&gt;You feel like givin' up now, your spot is tough&lt;br /&gt;But how can you learn if you don't fall&lt;br /&gt;But how can you walk if first you don't crawl?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); white-space: nowrap; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Kirk Franklin's Gonna Be A Lovely Day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); white-space: nowrap; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); white-space: nowrap; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); white-space: nowrap; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;I know that God has good plans set apart for me alr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); white-space: nowrap; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;just can't help but wonder what will happen a few years down the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); white-space: nowrap; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;definitely did not expect myself to be where I am now- and thats neither a good nor a bad thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;its just that this is not what i thought my life wld be like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;Im really not ranting, its just that life can be so unpredictable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;the things that we hold dear and build our security on, can vanish overnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;I was just checking Friendster two days ago, being nostalgic and stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;Looking at testimonials and thinking bout past friendships which i've lost. somehow or another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;and when i went back ystd to read the testimonials again- they were gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;apparently theres some new Friendster beta now. lost all the testimonials on my profile page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;So who is to say Facebook will last? Or Twitter? or blogspot? or &lt;insert something="" significant=""&gt;?&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;i'm so terrible with changes. really bad at keeping up with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;with the advancement of technology i'm quite afraid i'll get sucked into it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;Constantly following trends and losing myself eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;and looking at my own future, i'm not sure what to make of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;It's a scary scary place, because of its uncertainty &amp;amp; how unpredictable it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;but i'm trusting the One above that it'll be filled with lotsa love and hope. and joy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;that i'll be doing things that i really really enjoy and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;with people that have similar interests. people that reciprocate love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to do things that i enjoy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;not because of social norms. not because it's the popular thing. not because it gives me a comfortable life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;not sure what to blog actually. just that i'm feeling confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;As usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;haiyo God why u make lyfe sho konfuzing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap; "&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; "&gt;For it is written, I will destroy the wisdom of the wise, And the prudence of the prudent will I reject."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;-1 Corinthians 1:19 (English Revised Version)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-4229794826409494918?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/4229794826409494918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=4229794826409494918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4229794826409494918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4229794826409494918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/06/gonna-be-lovely-day.html' title='gonna be a lovely day'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-6394050220791913842</id><published>2011-06-29T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T19:04:04.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"What good is it for a man to gain the whole world, yet forfeit his soul?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Mark 8:36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-6394050220791913842?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-2564161524238490317</id><published>2011-06-24T22:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T02:08:10.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One thing that pisses me off big time&lt;div&gt;is that when people ask for a favor and when i say no, its as if it's my fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grow up kids. you don't always get what you want in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;edit: who am i to judge..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Im a horrible and wretched man too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-2564161524238490317?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-3045359787382808615</id><published>2011-06-19T02:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T22:43:06.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sg.yahoo.matchmovegames.com/news/article/5-regrets-people-have-on-their-deathbeds"&gt;5 Regrets people have on their deathbeds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm prone to 2, 3,  4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-3045359787382808615?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/3045359787382808615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=3045359787382808615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3045359787382808615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3045359787382808615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/06/5-regrets-people-have-on-their.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-879358115830229018</id><published>2011-06-14T19:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T20:35:49.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing a new song unto him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;So thankful for this TXC music retreat. Honestly thought it wld be those kinda chill-out retreat, like for one to just have plenty of suppers, play music here and there, etc. but instead it turned out to be greater than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;We did have plenty of suppers, but what was greater was seeking &amp;amp; experiencing God's presence.  I really didn't expected myself to be trying to 'find Him' so much? I didn't know why, i just felt so drawn to God. yet when i tried to seek God but he seemed so far to me.&lt;br /&gt;But this was divine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;At times we may find God to be so far from us, but it is in His will for us to seek him. And in the end when God comes, you'll know it. it'll move so powerfully. All the anticipation in finding him, just like as the bride awaits in eager anticipation for the groom's arrival.&lt;br /&gt;And of course vice versa! God has been waiting for this hour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;It seems like God's presence is something blardy far away and we gotta struggle hard to get there, to even have a lil fweeling of Him. like super kang kor that kind. But NO! His presence IS here. It's whether we desire Him or not. We can go on living our lives day by day- studying, working, keeping fit and whatnot, leading us to question what our goal in life is. But whatever answer we come out with, these goals eventually fail us and yet this is &lt;u&gt; inevitable &lt;/u&gt; coz we are building our security in SOMETHING THAT DOES NOT LAST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;God's presence is not far. In fact, He is waiting for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;Thank God for the great company there too, the band leaders and the rest of musicians+vocalists! Its sucha great sight to see all coming tgt as one. I know and am sure that God has work and will continue to work in all of the camp's participants lives. In unique ways yet at the same time, very mightily. I'm very sure in saying that i would rmb this in years to come, knowing how much change there that has undergone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;Thank God for an awesome grp of Lianne, Shi Jun, Abi and BjornBorg too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;i don't hate songwriting, but i have no confidence in myself coz i feel sorta restricted due to my lack of music theory/ not knowing how to play the guitar and keys. But these ppl are so great- they are in the love with God, they look to the bible when they are lost for words and last but not least, they are talented musically! we had rly sweet harmonies &amp;amp; the epic bridge part haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;Lastly. how i can i forget you. Food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;You are such a great blessing from the heavens above. Like water to parched mouths, you are nourishment to a hungry belly. (obviously this is a terribly constructed sentence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;I did not have much of you, but you were more than enough and of great value. Mmmmmhmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;Always loved camps. Never thought i'd Xperience such a great time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;Thank you dear God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Don't let me forget (how I'm feeling now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 34, 0); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 22px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 40px; "&gt;:Psalm 33:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;'Sing to him a new song; play skillfully, and shout for joy.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-879358115830229018?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/879358115830229018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=879358115830229018' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/879358115830229018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/879358115830229018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/06/sing-new-song-unto-him.html' title='Sing a new song unto him'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-5570681106039761711</id><published>2011-06-08T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T00:11:43.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Psalm 150&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16396" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; Praise the LORD.&lt;sup class="footnote" value="[&amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;#fen-NIV-16396a&amp;quot; title=&amp;quot;See footnote a&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;]" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: 0.5em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm+150&amp;amp;version=NIV#fen-NIV-16396a" title="See footnote a" style="color: rgb(101, 19, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;p&gt;   Praise God in his sanctuary;&lt;br /&gt;   praise him in his mighty heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16397" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; Praise him for his acts of power;&lt;br /&gt;   praise him for his surpassing greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16398" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; Praise him with the sounding of the trumpet,&lt;br /&gt;   praise him with the harp and lyre,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16399" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; praise him with timbrel and dancing,&lt;br /&gt;   praise him with the strings and pipe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16400" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; praise him with the clash of cymbals,&lt;br /&gt;   praise him with resounding cymbals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16401" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; Let everything that has breath praise the LORD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   Praise the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i could just dwell in your courts and just try to give real worship. And not be restricted by everything that happens day to day which distracts me. I don't hate this world, but "this world is not my home!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-5570681106039761711?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/5570681106039761711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=5570681106039761711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5570681106039761711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5570681106039761711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/06/psalm-150-1-praise-lord.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-6780810424065760354</id><published>2011-06-07T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T01:02:02.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something to live by</title><content type='html'>RT @&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(79, 63, 56); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/RiversCuomo" class="tweet-url screen-name" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(131, 137, 120); "&gt;RiversCuomo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="actions" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: absolute; right: 10px; top: 8px; line-height: 1.25em; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a id="status_star_77737978335739905" class="fav-action non-fav" title="favorite this tweet" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(131, 137, 120); background-image: url(http://a1.twimg.com/a/1306889658/images/sprite-icons.png); width: 15px; height: 15px; display: block; cursor: pointer; visibility: hidden; background-position: -32px 0px; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Whenever I start to objectify a woman, I just think about how much her father must love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-6780810424065760354?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/6780810424065760354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=6780810424065760354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6780810424065760354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6780810424065760354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/06/rt-riverscuomo-whenever-i-start-to.html' title='something to live by'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-7448442894421899622</id><published>2011-05-25T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T22:21:45.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have extremely terrible memory.</title><content type='html'>So before i forget this, i'm making use of technology to write down what i thank God for.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sees my future,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;For I know the plans I have for you," says the LORD. "They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope" - Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally packed my room after years (literally) and i discovered some real intersting stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I found a journal written on the first week of school, in Sec 1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wrote about school and all, and i concluded it by saying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;'&lt;i&gt;I hope that my O level results will be good and I will be able to get into a good junior college&lt;/i&gt;.'&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite amazing how God's plan fall into place, where in my upper sec years i was doing so badly in my studies that with my score, i couldn't even make it to the poly course w the lowest cut-off point. Yet here i am in Jc now, taking my A levels in less than 150 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stand amazed, &amp;amp; it is really a good time (AS I AM SO STRESSED THAT IM SO UNPRODUCTIVE) to be affirmed that i was here for a purpose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;despite the ups and downs (retaining in jc, quitting rugby and all the other drama), i know that the God up there is actually close-by, watching over my steps and guiding me through it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL WHADDUP. Just as i was blogging this, i went to facebook and realised that i won some competition thing by answering some question- and i'm getting a FREE BASS DRUM PRACTICE PEDAL!!!! Awesomeeeeeee. indeed God is watching over my steps (pun intended)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay i was going to blog about a second thing which i found, but now i forgot what it was.... In all seriousness, i think rugby might've screwed up my head (no offense i still love the game)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will blog about it if i remember....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-7448442894421899622?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/7448442894421899622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=7448442894421899622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7448442894421899622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7448442894421899622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-have-extremely-terrible-memory.html' title='I have extremely terrible memory.'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-5550849399214125732</id><published>2011-05-14T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T22:24:48.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When i was young that time,</title><content type='html'>my dream is to study overseas...&lt;div&gt;'but then my stardies cannot make it lehhhhhhhhhhhh'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/shANR5U_dpY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-5550849399214125732?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/5550849399214125732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=5550849399214125732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5550849399214125732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5550849399214125732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-i-was-young-that-time.html' title='When i was young that time,'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/shANR5U_dpY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-7614229589057994001</id><published>2011-05-03T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T00:50:58.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are you in my broken heart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;been in a Switchfoot fever (apart from the fever/flu/cough/sore throat thats been arnd for the past 4 days) aft going for their concert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;they're really great live. such an awesome band, and they play with so much emotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well anyway, i chanced upon this song aft hearing that they're releasing a new album soon. and this would be one of the songs in it. Vice Verses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VVgcN5TpbAg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was reading some comments abt it and i chanced upon this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 10px; line-height: 16px; font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;This song is really beautiful, i'm very excited about the new album! for me, it's about how life is seldom what you plan, how everything rarely works out the way you want it to, we all wish that we could never make mistakes, that we could never wage wars and that there would be less pain and heartache everywhere in this world but in the end we must understand that things get better and that we might&lt;br /&gt;not always get what we want but in the end we always get what we need with god's gracious love&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; " &gt;How true. i'd probably need more time for this song to sink in.. but at this point in time, its about Letting go. letting God take control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; " &gt;quite overwhelmed with things happening around me and i'm not too sure how to deal with them. few things in my life have gone according to plan, and i get so confused at times. but i know that God is here amongst us. giving me strength to carry on. to grow. to learn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; " &gt;to ask questions and find out the meaning of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;"Where is God in everything that is happening here and all this suffering? I know exactly where he is. He is right here. With these people. Suffering. His love is here. More intense and profound﻿ than I have ever felt." -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;John Hurt's character in the film Shooting Dogs/Beyond the Gates, about the Rwandan genocide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-7614229589057994001?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/7614229589057994001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=7614229589057994001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7614229589057994001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/7614229589057994001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/05/where-are-you-in-my-broken-heart.html' title='Where are you in my broken heart?'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VVgcN5TpbAg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-2759109500587592407</id><published>2011-04-26T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T21:26:04.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EMqju4INSI8/TbbH57FOJPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uOxW40K9deg/s1600/foosball.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EMqju4INSI8/TbbH57FOJPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uOxW40K9deg/s400/foosball.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599882984607851762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a foosball table in my future home. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-2759109500587592407?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/2759109500587592407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=2759109500587592407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2759109500587592407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2759109500587592407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-want-to-have-foosball-table-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EMqju4INSI8/TbbH57FOJPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uOxW40K9deg/s72-c/foosball.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-4626611855351472974</id><published>2011-04-25T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T22:50:13.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OGzQPggxVmw/TbWJmJMlhdI/AAAAAAAAADI/kXsJF02Ogds/s1600/Let%2BGo%2528D%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OGzQPggxVmw/TbWJmJMlhdI/AAAAAAAAADI/kXsJF02Ogds/s400/Let%2BGo%2528D%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599533000101823954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-4626611855351472974?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/4626611855351472974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=4626611855351472974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4626611855351472974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4626611855351472974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OGzQPggxVmw/TbWJmJMlhdI/AAAAAAAAADI/kXsJF02Ogds/s72-c/Let%2BGo%2528D%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-4386442851843551730</id><published>2011-04-19T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T20:04:32.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Gang Fight" -- Rebecca Black, as interpreted by a bad lip reader</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1GaKaGwch0U?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best.video.ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;better than Rebecca's Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-4386442851843551730?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/4386442851843551730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=4386442851843551730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4386442851843551730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4386442851843551730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/04/gang-fight-rebecca-black-as-interpreted.html' title='&quot;Gang Fight&quot; -- Rebecca Black, as interpreted by a bad lip reader'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1GaKaGwch0U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-2941747701386863405</id><published>2011-04-17T01:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T02:01:57.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are good, when there's nothing good in me</title><content type='html'>Absolutely love suppers.&lt;div&gt;really thank God for good food &amp;amp; good company which makes your average day/week become way better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANW i think i need to start running more. Need to be fitter so that i can jump around more in worship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And climb stairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sidenote: cannot get the song 'Move in this place' by alvin slaughter out of my head......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-2941747701386863405?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/2941747701386863405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=2941747701386863405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2941747701386863405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/2941747701386863405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-are-good-when-theres-nothing-good.html' title='you are good, when there&apos;s nothing good in me'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-6711547352214024352</id><published>2011-04-14T00:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T11:40:37.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which seat can i take?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVq4odAKMkw/TakPsYpdGiI/AAAAAAAAADA/aQgsv98LuLA/s1600/tumblr_lik1uzM86l1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVq4odAKMkw/TakPsYpdGiI/AAAAAAAAADA/aQgsv98LuLA/s400/tumblr_lik1uzM86l1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596021267189537314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make decisions everyday, most right but sometimes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not too sure if quitting rugby was the right or wrong thing to do, but my heart definitely sank when i saw the boys playing ystd against Acsi. &lt;div&gt;Maybe because of the camaraderie, maybe because of the crowd, maybe because of their win, idk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really okay with being out of the limelight (never enjoyed it much actually- introvert by nature?) but it is a little saddening to not be playing on the field &amp;amp; instead cheering at the stands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get me wrong, I want to cheer for SA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the fun times AFTER trainings, working hard for 90 mins (i try my best to do so haha) in a match, having a good time on the field, playing with the bros, celebrating aft the match, thanking the audience for their support- that's what I miss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet at the same time, a decision has been made &amp;amp; sometimes we just gotta live with it for the moment. knowing that something good will actually come out of it in time to come. we just gotta be patient and look at the bigger picture, and not be so myopic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, I'm not sure if I've made the right decision to quit rugby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. I wouldn't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the best i can do now is to study my hardest and get good grades. So that i do not let down myself and my could-have-been teammates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living in regrets is the last thing i should be doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-29419"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;… But one thing I do: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Philippians 3:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-6711547352214024352?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/6711547352214024352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=6711547352214024352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6711547352214024352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6711547352214024352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/04/which-seat-can-i-take.html' title='Which seat can i take?'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVq4odAKMkw/TakPsYpdGiI/AAAAAAAAADA/aQgsv98LuLA/s72-c/tumblr_lik1uzM86l1qzr04eo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-4139901721890548771</id><published>2011-04-12T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T00:12:27.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rat race</title><content type='html'>Enjoyed physics tuition today. &lt;div&gt;not cause of the lesson, but i really liked it when the teacher 'side-tracked' and talked about out of syllabus stuff like Einstein's theory of relativity and all.  he would've continued more on it but one of the other classmate (out of 4 ppl) asked him to carry on w the lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd probably enjoy studying (more) if it's not for the sake of studying to get academic qualifications.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i had the choice i'd want to be a musician, but i don't think i know enough about music. or maybe a photographer. or a backpacker. or a swimmer. oh farming would be nice. or a politician. nah, i should do extreme sports.. nvm i still want to be a pianist/guitarist. Or i could be an entrepreneur. maybe i'll create a software where it identifies your own personal handwritting, and you can type out notes which will be 'written' in your own handwritting style. good idea, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-4139901721890548771?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/4139901721890548771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=4139901721890548771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4139901721890548771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4139901721890548771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/04/rat-race.html' title='rat race'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-5856707524962822533</id><published>2011-04-10T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T23:17:33.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move in This Place - Alvin Slaughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3ilroXMI8HA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my current favourite song. (song starts at 1:00)&lt;div&gt;the tune is just so beautiful and the lyrics complement it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really enjoyed a sabbath today HAHA, didn't do any work at all. :(&lt;br /&gt;but hopefully i can complete all my work in the weekdays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-5856707524962822533?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/5856707524962822533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=5856707524962822533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5856707524962822533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/5856707524962822533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/04/move-in-this-place-alvin-slaughter.html' title='Move in This Place - Alvin Slaughter'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3ilroXMI8HA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-6551934699189249729</id><published>2011-04-06T23:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T23:41:40.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>even lions go hungry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;The lions may grow weak and hungry, but those who seek the LORD lack no good thing.&lt;br /&gt;-psalm 34:10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;always liked this verse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;anyway went for Leader's meeting at church today, didn't intend to go actually cause i wanted to study but i'm glad i went. why? not because of what was spoken on good friday &amp;amp; all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;but because ps khong was saying that he's busy with a lot of commitments and stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;Makes me feel much better than i'm not doing this alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;I enjoy being involved in a lot of stuff, but i THINK i've learnt how to say 'No' when i really feel i can't handle it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;still, i feel quite overwhelmed with A levels, making time for family &amp;amp; friends, church ministry etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;But i realise now that there are ppl behind me, giving me support and encouragement. and many others who are striving alongside me, in situations that are totally different from mine yet of the same depth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;But here's what God says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world. (John 16:33)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Come to me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt; (Matthew 11:28)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Isn't it great that God hears us in our most troubled times,  even when our friends &amp;amp; families fail us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And not just that, He is CALLING us to come and find rest in him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I am really super tired, but i pray for God to continue to strengthen me and help me finish well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-6551934699189249729?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/6551934699189249729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=6551934699189249729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6551934699189249729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6551934699189249729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/04/even-lions-go-hungry.html' title='even lions go hungry'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-740555385535369754</id><published>2011-03-31T12:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:05:16.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh. Did damn badly for BT1.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish had more time for everything- family, friends, studies, ministry, and even sports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or better time management.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sidenote: i wish i'd be less socially awkward at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-740555385535369754?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/740555385535369754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=740555385535369754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/740555385535369754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/740555385535369754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/03/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-4727784258903513681</id><published>2011-03-24T01:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T02:34:39.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>second chances</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xDmibnRyhj4" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;I'm blogging now because i suddenly remembered why i created this blog in the first place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;To write my letters to God on this blog, give praise and even take note of the blessings that I've received.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;A lot has happened since 2008 when i first created this blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;Failing to make it in the rugby team in secondary school, before getting into the squad in my first year in JC. Making it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt; into JC, before retaining afterwards. Shaking my comfort zone constantly even in church by making me transit from places to places in my ministries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;Yet the Lord has blessed me with great company always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;He knows that i like company. He knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;I know i've shared this vid before and but while reading my older posts, i'm reminded that God is indeed a God of Second chances. I (think i,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;) matured the past 3 years, but it wasn't easy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;went through much shit that shook my faith. And the thing is that it doesn't stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;He lifted me out of the slimy pit, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;   out of the mud and mire; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;he set my feet on a rock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;   and gave me a firm place to stand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt; He put a new song in my mouth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;   a hymn of praise to our God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;Many will see and fear the LORD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;   and put their trust in him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;Psalm 40:2-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;But i'm having faith. to press on, to persevere. I'm still very imperfect. I try to become more like Jesus but sometimes it seems futile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm awkward in conversations&lt;/b&gt; (even if you know me long enough, or maybe even if you do you might not notice it haha.) - i'm terribly bad at replying people, because i still fear that i'd be judged. The answer that i want to give is sometimes not the most politically correct answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;Sometimes, i just avoid people... (SORRY! it's quite involuntary) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;I'm trying to change it really! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;though maybe if you always don't see me arnd, it's just suay haha. i don't avoid EVERYONE i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;I gossip frequently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;I REALLY hate disappointing people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;I'm terrible at resolving conflicts (when i'm involved in it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;I'm good with tears though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;I STILL am poor in managing my time well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;The list goes on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;"Even if good people fall seven times, they will get back up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;But when trouble strikes the wicked, that's the end of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:2"&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;Proverbs 24:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;But God is indeed the God of second chances. He sent His son to die on the cross and that paid for OUR sins. Sometimes we get so distracted about stuff in our lives- school, our friends, going out, jobs, clothes, music &amp;amp; instruments, sports and even church &amp;amp; ministry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;We fail to see that the reason that we're free to do all these is because Jesus died for us on the cross and paid for our sins!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;It's not about us being good men, because no matter how 'good' we think we are. we're never there. But it's because of God's goodness. just take some time to thank God for what we have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;Though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;I have to admit i get distracted by church sometimes, spreading myself thin with commitments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;I really really enjoy doing much stuff, especially when it goes to the ministry that i've been/ are currently serving in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;But I end up losing focus on what's really important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;I don't know if there are people still reading this blog. I haven't done my part in promoting it as I wanted to keep it really close and private and just pend down my thoughts, what i want to say to God. But I think it’s time to move on.. i'm considering 'advertising' it on facebook haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;Still, if anyone sees this post, be reminded that Jesus is and has always been waiting for us. Whether we're christians or not. He hears our prayers and understand our pains, hurts and struggles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;" courier="" times="" new=""&gt; actually intended to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;" courier="" times="" new=""&gt;blog about a little piece of me that SERIOUSLY wants to be a rapper next time. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;" courier="" times="" new=""&gt;Have a blessed week ahead peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;" courier="" times="" new=""&gt;Ending it in my favourite way.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;" courier="" times="" new=""&gt;OK BYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;mso-fareast-language:EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-4727784258903513681?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/4727784258903513681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=4727784258903513681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4727784258903513681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/4727784258903513681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/03/second-chance.html' title='second chances'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xDmibnRyhj4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-3438271327089488843</id><published>2011-03-06T19:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T20:57:46.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Power of A Dream</title><content type='html'>at G12 conf, a pastor talked about quitting. at first he said, if you're thinking of quitting- then quit.&lt;div&gt;Lol i went 'YESSSSS' immediately, not knowing that the sermon was meant to discourage quitting attitude...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but if i quit cca for the sake to focus on other more important things, is it fine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think so. i'd better not regret my decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then again, i'm stubborn and i don't like taking back what i said about quitting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway g12 conference was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really awesome worship on Sat night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went all the way infront to worship, jumping around and praising God w my cell as well as my cell boys. haven't worshipped like that in a realllly long time. just being free to praise God and giving him all of my strength to worship him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's great that the theme of G12 this yr is Power of A Dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gonna dream big- in my studies, ministry (cell &amp;amp; music) and relationships. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and today was the last service for FCBC at Expo. i'm actually quite bummed that we won't have service at expo anymore (or at least for a really long time) cause i kinda grew up there. the time i first went to church was when fcbc had already moved to Expo. &amp;amp; it was where i went for my first youth service, first cell group meeting and congre. the rooms with black curtains, spending the whole sunday in church, eating their cheese fries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good times sigh. but i know that God has a greater plan for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-3438271327089488843?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/3438271327089488843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=3438271327089488843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3438271327089488843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/3438271327089488843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/03/power-of-dream.html' title='Power of A Dream'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953132444724448261.post-6259015628658968985</id><published>2011-02-28T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T19:19:51.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Saying No is such a hard thing to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;but i did it today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Dear Lord help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3953132444724448261-6259015628658968985?l=wilsonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/feeds/6259015628658968985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3953132444724448261&amp;postID=6259015628658968985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6259015628658968985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3953132444724448261/posts/default/6259015628658968985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonice.blogspot.com/2011/02/no.html' title='No'/><author><name>Wilson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18178128515863827529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
