<?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-17479245</id><updated>2012-02-20T19:04:18.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meant To Live</title><subtitle type='html'>life begins at the intersection</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>292</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-7726607926178404876</id><published>2010-12-25T03:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T03:58:51.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it last forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I've never cared about news in the entertainment world. More to life than finding out about which chick wore what, or broke up with who. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Josh and Zac Farro's exit from Paramore is the first big news i've given a lot of thought into. It really did surprise me why it was such a big deal to me. After all, many of bands i've listened to have broken up. But really, what bothered me was the truth on what had been happening all these years within Paramore.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayley released a statement on paramore.net in what i think is a rather negative way towards Josh and Zac's exit. She was saying how they don't have happiness within the band and that they went off to find that somewhere else. Josh and Zac of course, had more to say than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://joshnfarro.blogspot.com/2010/12/josh-and-zacs-exit-statement.html"&gt;Josh and Zac's Statement&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;As it turns out, the whole band was an act. Everyone within was pretending that things were fine, that they had a plan, a purpose for what they're doing. These are the things that inspired me and a whole bunch of others all over the world. What they stood for, how they saw the world. But it all just was some front to keep things going. Josh and Zac were never comfortable with the direction Hayley was taking the band. They even compromised on the music and negative lyrics that Hayley insisted on. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one of the fans asked josh why he continued though he didn't agree with anything since day one, He merely said &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"thought I had to stay. I felt like since I had spent so much time and  effort building this band it would be a waste to leave. I was wrong. You  cant sacrifice happiness for money or anything in this world for that  matter"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why having a band is no joke for me. I refuse to compromise on excellence and purpose. Everyone needs to have the same vision and message, even if the vision is just to have fun. When even two people cannot agree, there is no direction and therefore no use in struggling through. You'd live the next 7 years as someone you're not. A big act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;What has happened with Paramore only makes me skeptical about making music with people. Its just a principle that i stand for. Because like what Paramore was to me, I might be to someone else in the future. I ain't gonna break that person's heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/TRT6scRM2GI/AAAAAAAADsg/dCK-8EKRmpU/s1600/paramore_main_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/TRT6scRM2GI/AAAAAAAADsg/dCK-8EKRmpU/s400/paramore_main_std.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554339881864190050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Never live as someone you're not.&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/17479245-7726607926178404876?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/7726607926178404876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=7726607926178404876&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/7726607926178404876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/7726607926178404876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2010/12/make-it-last-forever.html' title='Make it last forever.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/TRT6scRM2GI/AAAAAAAADsg/dCK-8EKRmpU/s72-c/paramore_main_std.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-8707355622110524207</id><published>2010-06-28T21:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T22:30:37.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the lines overlap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Cliques are often seen as a negative social norm fueled by stereotypes or prejudice. As for me, i simply see it as group of people who share common interests and behavior. I don't look at the negativity in cliques. i believe we need some support where we know we can find it. After all, are good company not cliques as well?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm with finding those who will bring out the best in you, enabling you to bring out the best in others. Believe me, you will need more than ONE social group to find a proper soul who will help you get anywhere near to achieving that while being able to be a blessing to him/her at the same time . &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The differences between cliques is both beneficial yet obscuring. Beneficial in ways of discovering an extraordinary element in life, obscuring when we can't look beyond our differences for the things that tie us together (Malaysia fails miserably in this area).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;As for me, I am more than comfortable with the people who are not comfortable with what seems a decent situation, people who want more than what temporal moments have to offer, people who can believe for increase though circumstances may appear otherwise, people who are able to acknowledge themselves as humans yet still strive for the better.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So today, i celebrate cliques. Celebrate what it has to offer ; discovery, a new perspective, adventure. These are the things that keep us growing, keep us asking more questions. The minute we lose curiosity on what is beyond the norm, we cease to exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/TCiw9E_tRVI/AAAAAAAADsM/aFQzA44bazg/s1600/Path_To_Nowhere_by_PrepareForImpact.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/TCiw9E_tRVI/AAAAAAAADsM/aFQzA44bazg/s400/Path_To_Nowhere_by_PrepareForImpact.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487830709310408018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What makes a bubble round?&lt;/span&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/17479245-8707355622110524207?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8707355622110524207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=8707355622110524207&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8707355622110524207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8707355622110524207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-lines-overlap.html' title='Where the lines overlap.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/TCiw9E_tRVI/AAAAAAAADsM/aFQzA44bazg/s72-c/Path_To_Nowhere_by_PrepareForImpact.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-2995475904878562067</id><published>2010-04-07T12:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:30:37.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beat the system.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;You know how when you're 13, you know you're gonna be a rock star one day? that was big time serious for me. I was gonna travel the world in a broken down van with a band and give some sort of message or hope like how Jon Foreman did me. After all, there's got to be a reason why God gave me some form of music ability,no? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I had a couple more dreams,dreams that i honestly thought could  become reality. Considered pursuing 'em professionally, going to school  for it and all. I was influenced by many films and documentaries on poverty and such.  So i thought, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Imma be like those film makers, show the world what's going on and hopefully send a message to the world's hearts like how some did mine."&lt;/span&gt; Great plan, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Then i learned where i went&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;My sis once told me.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"God usually uses us in ways that we can't imagine. Ways that are sometimes not of our initial gifts and talents."&lt;/span&gt; So what if you can paint? He's gonna make you paint on the hearts of others. So what if you can play football? He's gonna make you score a goal worth far more than a ball in a net. So what if you can write songs? He's gonna make you teach others to play the lifelong soundtrack He wrote for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can guarantee your new dream will be better than the first. We've gotta let God give us the dream rather than crafting our own. Its  through HIM we can do all things, remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;My sis wanted to be a travel TV host but, God had&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; BIGGER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; plans. She soon realized there was more to life than running around with a backpack. She's now studying sociology in Australia to one day be able to change and develop the community. I wanted to be a rock star, but there's more to life than shredding solos. Film making? Why make films of the inhuman things that happen in our world when i could be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stopping&lt;/span&gt; it? I'm now studying business to one day be able to provide economic solutions and thus, destroy poverty along with its never changing mentality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Dreams are goals. They give purpose. But its important to not let your dreams blind you from reality and by reality, i mean what is going on around you and more importantly, what God is saying. More often than not, there are more important things in life than your dreams. How do you make sure you never go wrong with your dreams? Ask God to make His dreams come true in your life instead of making your dreams His. Heads up, God never paints the whole picture at first. Keep Him central in your life, and that picture will come to view in His perfect timing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;As for me, I've no regrets on my decision to change the world. but thank You Lord for music and movies :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-2995475904878562067?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2995475904878562067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=2995475904878562067&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2995475904878562067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2995475904878562067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2010/04/beat-system.html' title='Beat the system.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-5490532271608880488</id><published>2010-02-15T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T02:00:43.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The movement.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Every Valentine's day, those "in love" go all mushy and do stupid things with hearts in their eyes. Those "not in love" choose to criticize the occasion with remarks like "its a marketing scam" or "this day is tooo over rated.". well, i have some opinions and thoughts of my own. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to put me in the middle of those two different types of people, i'd say i lean more on to the critical side [heck,no mushy nonsense for me]. to be more specific, yeah, i'd say its a marketing scam. that's the business side of me talking. to me its a real 13 year old-hot pink-mushy sms-teddy bears event. a day where people reckon "its time to love". So then i paused and thought, what sorta LOVE are we talking here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;At one of John Mayer's concerts, he began talking about love, in the middle of a song. He said, there's only one thing he hasn't tried and that is to love. not the romance mushy love, the i quote, "i've got your back love". At this point some will be skeptical about it but, i think he's almost talking about the love God talked about. Jesus told us to love one another. i'll pick up from John 15 :12.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"love each other as i have loved you. There is no greater love than one to lay down his life for his friends".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly what Jesus did. He died for us. He's got our back, all 9 billion of us. Maybe this is why valentine's day was made, to remember the love that He gave that we should be giving one another. If it is, then maybe we ought to do more than remember. heck, don't go around looking for reasons to jump off a building for someone else, silly. Just that next time someone asks you for a favor, do 'em two. Next time someone needs a pat on a back, give 'em a hug. Next time someone begs for a cent, give him Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it a shot, give valentine's a shot and see the impact you can make in your world.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Change the world around you, and you'll change the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/S3g51WJyJII/AAAAAAAADsE/uMJT2b13Sjc/s1600-h/miriam_god_loves_you_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/S3g51WJyJII/AAAAAAAADsE/uMJT2b13Sjc/s400/miriam_god_loves_you_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438160138692338818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Blessed Valentines. &lt;/span&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/17479245-5490532271608880488?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5490532271608880488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=5490532271608880488&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5490532271608880488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5490532271608880488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2010/02/movement.html' title='The movement.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/S3g51WJyJII/AAAAAAAADsE/uMJT2b13Sjc/s72-c/miriam_god_loves_you_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-6335959256318929826</id><published>2010-02-11T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T01:10:04.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Company Car.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Passing a driving test usually only brings simple sunday church testimonials[its horrible i have to label such a thing], but what happened today was an incredible reminder of who our God truly is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Driving to me was never about the freedom, or the thrill of controlling your own mobile box. As i grew older, like most of us, responsibilities increased and so did datelines. TRANSPORT to fulfill such duties was the issue. All i needed was to get from A to B without waiting 5 hours for the bus, taxi, LRT and my own two feet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A genuine year of frustrations not being able to get around. [nope, no parents to send]. Often i found myself stuck at home alone for 5 days with no means running errands or simply feeding myself. All of this was only because i was born in NOVEMBER. I'll be honest here, i was envious of those who were capable of getting themselves around. they didn't need to and i did. all some of them wanted was the thrill of being at the wheel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Faster forward to after SPM... I took the first chance i got to go get myself a driver's lesen. unfortunately, hiccups happened. My driving test was postponed 3 times. I was setback an entire 2 months from life. Couldn't work or go out with friends simply because i couldn't get from A to B, heck i couldn't even get to CHURCH. It was frustrating to point where i felt handicapped. 18 years old, still incapable of looking after myself. There were even moments i thought God didn't want me to drive. &lt;/span&gt;har har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally, the date was set. TODAY. i woke, said a short prayer, "I give this day to You". The first thing i realized after that was that my glasses were missing. no glasses, no vision, no pass for a driving test. "God, why are You doing this to me?". Without any other choice, i went ahead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the way to the testing area i get a call from my driving agency asking me if i want to bribe and get a guaranteed pass. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now, let's weigh the situation at hand. i've been doing nothing for 2 months, frustrated at my "paralyzed self" situation, my glasses are missing, there is no hope for a pass, no hope for any plans i've made before my college starts. What kind of Sam in that situation wouldn't bribe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I decided against it. I will not conform to the corruption of the very government system i loathe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Long story short, i aced the test. A bribe-less, glasses-less but full of God ace. At that moment i told God, "You really enjoy your little SOMEWHAT ANNOYING surprises eyh?". In the same moment, i was just so in awe of His love and goodness. i was complete in Him once again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At the end of the day, it was so much more than a pass for a driving test. I know i made the right decision not to cave in and conform, but to trust when all hope is lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;His ways are higher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isaiah 57 :8-9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God bless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-6335959256318929826?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6335959256318929826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=6335959256318929826&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6335959256318929826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6335959256318929826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2010/02/company-car.html' title='Company Car.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-3050176465135497105</id><published>2010-01-26T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T01:33:25.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Hurricane.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Earthquakes, Landslides, Typhoons, Hurricanes, Tsunamis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Disasters come and go. Each one that comes, is followed by a wave of charity. Advertisements are broadcasted on TV, Facebook posts are posted, everyone suddenly feels &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SYMPATHETIC, &lt;/span&gt;some question life, others are momentarily thankful we live in a "disaster free land", World Vision becomes the trend topic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Then, the wave passes. No more ads, facebook posts, weeping, questions, thanksgiving, world vision. Like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pop culture&lt;/span&gt;, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;We need to ask ourselves this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Are our efforts merely into temporary charity, or into a permanent change in our world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-3050176465135497105?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3050176465135497105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=3050176465135497105&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3050176465135497105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3050176465135497105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-hurricane.html' title='Hello Hurricane.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-3299207104808356365</id><published>2009-12-27T20:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T13:22:01.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second star to the right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Neverland. never really wanted to go there, never thought of needing to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I just watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Finding Neverland&lt;/span&gt; for the third time. it's beautiful. Magical enough for tears of happiness to bruise every bit of false ego in you. What really is Neverland?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That depends. is there a Neverland? i do believe so. Is there more than ONE Neverland? could be. what takes you deeper, lifts you higher, brings back soul into your day? what is it that you can't describe, that transcends all things practical, that for a good 5 seconds, makes you look like a fool to a practical's eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I shan't give any examples because listing any will only suggest, instead of you finding your real Neverland. well, there you have it, i sound like a fool while you're reading this :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;As for me, i may sound confused or someone who has it all pictured out. Truth is, i really haven't found my Neverland yet. Perhaps i should stop seeking it, maybe then it will find me. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God breathed life into us, shall we not take it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SzmRZI-mNQI/AAAAAAAADr0/3nVjVdyq1rs/s1600-h/Holmes_BobC_20071113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SzmRZI-mNQI/AAAAAAAADr0/3nVjVdyq1rs/s400/Holmes_BobC_20071113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420523487609894146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-3299207104808356365?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3299207104808356365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=3299207104808356365&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3299207104808356365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3299207104808356365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/12/second-star-to-right.html' title='Second star to the right.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SzmRZI-mNQI/AAAAAAAADr0/3nVjVdyq1rs/s72-c/Holmes_BobC_20071113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-6029917858703215252</id><published>2009-12-25T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T23:27:32.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have yourself a merry lil' Christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It started out a pretty sucky Christmas, to be honest. i never really was into the christmas spirit this year, no matter how many times i tried. each of my family members being out or overseas on Christmas eve didn't help either. i was alone, but alone with Jesus :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So, heart started pounding with ideas of ways i could celebrate by myself, as everyone else was out with his or her family. Cooking instincts began surfacing. yes, it was time to cook, but what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A Christmas dinner. A raw, honest, simple, straight from the heart Christmas dinner. This recipe must be original. trial and error, the best ways of learning. So i grabbed my bike, cycled out to the grocers, only spent about 8 bucks on Chicken, Peppers, Carrots, Broccoli, Potatoes and whiped up a beautiful three parts Christmas meal. most honest culinary creation i've ever done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The result? magnifique. The Chicken was marinated with italian herbs and rained with paprika. Slow cooked with Garlic until soft and juicy. Potatoes mashed with love. Broccoli, Carrots, Red Peppers blanched and fried with butter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Cons? there was too much. Just enough for one extra person, who is unfortunately in China.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SzTZfOCGS1I/AAAAAAAADrs/UlpFMm_2Ysg/s1600-h/Image0394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SzTZfOCGS1I/AAAAAAAADrs/UlpFMm_2Ysg/s400/Image0394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419195381999618898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Blessed Birthday, Jesus :)&lt;/span&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/17479245-6029917858703215252?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6029917858703215252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=6029917858703215252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6029917858703215252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6029917858703215252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-yourself-merry-lil-christmas.html' title='Have yourself a merry lil&apos; Christmas.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SzTZfOCGS1I/AAAAAAAADrs/UlpFMm_2Ysg/s72-c/Image0394.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-8067837136709290707</id><published>2009-12-23T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:55:26.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off our feet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I just watched a documentary of the '04 tsunami on the history channel. different stories of different individuals who all went through the same thing. its so hard to believe something like that took place. things that we can't control. But that's only because we let it get out of control in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SzDzgroVh9I/AAAAAAAADrE/4EbZM_f7-vk/s1600-h/before_after_tsunami_2004_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SzDzgroVh9I/AAAAAAAADrE/4EbZM_f7-vk/s400/before_after_tsunami_2004_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418098094519977938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We all know the bible says disasters will happen in the last days. more and more will. events like this show just how bad we as humans have messed things up, until the earth itself goes haywire and turns against us. a total of 250,000 people died in 14 countries in less than 24 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SzDzgwNIgmI/AAAAAAAADrM/8Qjy3MgbyQE/s1600-h/2004_tsunami_Thailand_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SzDzgwNIgmI/AAAAAAAADrM/8Qjy3MgbyQE/s400/2004_tsunami_Thailand_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418098095748055650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;As they filmed bodies being collected and interviews with the people who had lost loved ones, i cried. cried not because i feel sorry for them, but sorry for the way we've made things become. I can't see how we were the ones who were meant to take care off and rule over the earth. Chasing power and dominion, declaring war against each other. choosing the wrong enemy. The devil really purely comes to steal, kill and destroy. The worse part is, he uses us as his tools and we're letting him do it. Maybe, just maybe, if we had done our job, loved one another, took care of our blessings, we wouldn't need a tsunami or any other disaster to wake us up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SzDzhWK9YtI/AAAAAAAADrU/srHknqdiBAo/s1600-h/0,,169389,00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SzDzhWK9YtI/AAAAAAAADrU/srHknqdiBAo/s400/0,,169389,00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418098105939485394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SzDzgSUJI6I/AAAAAAAADq8/dRRvdxTRiJs/s1600-h/KhaoLakDead2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SzDzgSUJI6I/AAAAAAAADq8/dRRvdxTRiJs/s400/KhaoLakDead2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418098087724393378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But we've let things go way out of hand and then something happens, we lose a loved one and everything comes alive. Suddenly life is seen differently, we're meant for more than to live aimlessly and die. How did we not see that from the beginning? do you really need a Tsunami to let you know how far off track you've gone? even those who were not affected by what happened, do you need a documentary to tear a lil' and move on without doing anything about what we've done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What most of us fail to realize is that no, this is not karma, this does not mean we're gonna sit around and wait for more destruction. While we still breathe, there's more to be done. Next time you see someone that needs a seat on the bus, don't just give that person a seat, make a friend. You'd never know if he or she needed one. If you see a kid begging on the street, don't just give him cash, bring him home for dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You don't need to run for president or join the peace corps to finally do something great or right. Change the world around you, and you'll change the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SzDzh0yguAI/AAAAAAAADrc/VUXut63ZpE0/s1600-h/tsunami_survivor_mourns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SzDzh0yguAI/AAAAAAAADrc/VUXut63ZpE0/s400/tsunami_survivor_mourns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418098114158442498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Do something great on december 26th.&lt;/span&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/17479245-8067837136709290707?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8067837136709290707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=8067837136709290707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8067837136709290707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8067837136709290707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/12/off-our-feet.html' title='Off our feet.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SzDzgroVh9I/AAAAAAAADrE/4EbZM_f7-vk/s72-c/before_after_tsunami_2004_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-659960381960767885</id><published>2009-12-22T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T20:22:43.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's gonna be a good night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Crazy 3 months. simply insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I'm going through that phase now. You don't realize how worried free your life is when you're still in school. things are laid out for you, its either you follow or you don't. I'm done with high school, anxious and certainly excited. Now its time to determine our own future, we man-up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I've gotta say, its been heck loads of fun. 11 years, goshhhh. the nonsense we kids pulled off, the small kid fights we had, birthday parties, trying to act all grown up,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; PROM&lt;/span&gt;, spm, not paying attention in class or tuition, farewells and all that jazz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Some moments were pretty significant. Shaker's conference, concerts, MTV Asia awards, my band's first gig, school camps, rocking friends. Can't help but feel how blessed you are to have all of that. those older than me would understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I really do enjoy looking through the hundreds of photos collected in the last 5 years or reading all the older posts on my blog. progress, baybyyyyy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So there you have it, my post-SPM thoughts. now for two months worth of waterfalls, travelling, tamiya cars, a job maybe, a driving license, moving house, reading, gigging[hopefully], late night mamak, modern warfare 2, Arsenal, futsal, mountains, camping, beaches, cooking, and rocking out with Jesus :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-659960381960767885?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/659960381960767885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=659960381960767885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/659960381960767885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/659960381960767885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-gonna-be-good-night.html' title='It&apos;s gonna be a good night.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-5092890847719702600</id><published>2009-11-05T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:09:25.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soundtrack for your life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;It doesn't happen to you, you happen to life. - Superchic[k]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Time is present. it is the past, it is the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Its amazing how significant time is. it states being, states what has been and what will be. It suggests progress or stagnancy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ahh, dinner time. One bowl of steamed rice, fried yau mak, and herbal chicken. YUCK. we have this everyday. aren't we sick of it? hmm, i wonder what the kids in india are having. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;One spoon of rice and erh, one spoon of rice for the whole family. rice, again?! when's the last time i got to have some rice, whoppeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Shucks, its time to get up and go to school. gosh, its 7am and school is so incredibly far awayyyy, i've gotta get into that lousy car and be driven a whole 10 minutes down the road. what a waste of time. I wonder what the kids in africa are doing now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;3am, and a 4 hour hike to school. another great day of learning! one day i'll finally be able to buy myself a good pair of slippers to walk in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;it doesn't happen to you, you happen to life. Be counted for something when its time. we are blessed that we can learn from our forefather's mistakes. with the lessons we've learned, we can do something about the way things are. Something different, something passionate, something real and change the way the future is headed. That spoon of rice? make that family able to eat ten spoonfulls of rice, see what happens. That pair of slippers she hopes to have one day? make her able to wear shoes and see what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;we are all agents. we contribute to this world we live in. affect the world around you, and you'll affect the world. so how are we really contributing to this world, are we agents of change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SvLATghmjcI/AAAAAAAADqw/KORrtXdEeQE/s1600-h/1426030026_6dc02cd8a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SvLATghmjcI/AAAAAAAADqw/KORrtXdEeQE/s400/1426030026_6dc02cd8a7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400590344551566786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Stagnancy or Progress.&lt;br /&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/17479245-5092890847719702600?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5092890847719702600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=5092890847719702600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5092890847719702600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5092890847719702600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/11/soundtrack-for-your-life.html' title='Soundtrack for your life.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SvLATghmjcI/AAAAAAAADqw/KORrtXdEeQE/s72-c/1426030026_6dc02cd8a7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-6577994524450335222</id><published>2009-10-09T01:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T12:11:50.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your love is strong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;2.am. i'm still up studying sejarah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Everytime i study sejarah, i learn an incredible amount. our 5 years of history material taught in school is limited, but there is still so much that is provided for. I learn about the previous mistakes of leaders, the battle between grace and pride, the perseverance of persistant people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Everytime i study sejarah, i have new thoughts, new opinions. Questions are answered, more questions are asked. i have a new perspective towards humanity and sociology, towards businesses and economics, towards leadership and loyalty, towards the truth and the just.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Everytime i study sejarah, i get down on my knees and ask God to interceed.I ask God for the church of malaysia to wake up and come together as the body of Christ with one purpose and vision which is to know Him and to make Him known. I ask not the conversion to christianity but for the revival of current believers. I ask for the eyes of their hearts to be opened to see the will of God for our nation. I ask for the church of malaysia to push out the four walls of the church from inside, to expand the kingdom of God. I ask for prayer warriors, missionaries, evangelists, prophets, intercessors to be raised. men and women who are after God's own heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Our country has too much potential to be left out of the kingdom of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-6577994524450335222?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6577994524450335222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=6577994524450335222&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6577994524450335222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6577994524450335222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/10/your-love-is-strong.html' title='Your love is strong.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-7657991819501131270</id><published>2009-10-03T11:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T12:08:02.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be the voice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;No one sits with him, he doesn’t fit in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; But we feel like we do when we make fun of him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; 'Cause you want to belong, do you go along?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; 'Cause his pain is the price paid for you to belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; It’s not like you hate him or want him to die,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; But maybe he goes home and thinks suicide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; Or he comes back to school with a gun at his side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; Any kindness from you might have saved his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Heroes are made when you make a choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; You could be a hero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; Heroes do what’s right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; You could be a hero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; You might save a life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; You could be a hero, you could join the fight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; For what’s right, for what’s right, for what’s right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; No one talks to her, she feels so alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; She’s in too much pain to survive on her own,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; The hurt she can’t handle overflows to a knife,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; She writes on her arm, wants to give up her life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; Each day she goes on is a day that she is brave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; Fighting the lie that giving up is the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; Each moment of courage her own life she saves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; When she throws the pills out, a hero is made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; No one talks to him about how he lives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; He thinks that the choices he makes are just his,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; Doesn’t know he’s a leader with the way he behaves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; And others will follow the choices he’s made,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; He lives on the edge, he’s old enough to decide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; His brother who wants to be him is just nine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; He can do what he wants because it’s his right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; The choices he makes change a nine-year-old's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; Little Mikey-Dee was the one in class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; Who everyday got brutally harassed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; This went on for years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; Till he decided that never again would he shed another tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; So he walked through the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; And grabbed the .44 out of his father's dresser drawer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; He said 'I can't take life no more'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; And like that a life can be lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; But this ain't even about that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; All of us just sat back and watched it happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; Thinking its not our responsibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; To solve a problem that isn't even about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; This is our problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; This is just one of the daily scenarios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; In which we choose to close our eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; Instead of doing the right thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; If we make a choice and be the voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; For those who won't speak up for themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; How many lives would be saved, changed, rearranged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; Now it's our time to pick a side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; So don't keep walking by not wanting to intervene,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; Cause you just want to exist and never be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; So lets wake up, change the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; Our time is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Superchic[k] - Hero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;These are one of, if not probably the greatest lyrics ever written. Almost everything that i think about, everything that i write in my journal about, everything i talk to people about is summed up in one song : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;People who struggle with what they feel is the world on their shoulders, fighting the thoughts of giving up, persevering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28036"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Not only so, but we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28037"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;perseverance, character; and character, hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28038"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;[romans 5 : 3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Some are meant to lead, but they run. There are so many times in the bible where people have ran from the call to lead, to go and claim the promises of God. Jonah is one of them. They had no idea of how great an impact they had on the lives of people around them. If God has called you, then answer. Send me and i will go and surely God has a plan for your life, kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;But this ain't even about that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;  All of us just sat back and watched it happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;  Thinking its not our responsibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;  To solve a problem that isn't even about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;  This is our problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;  This is just one of the daily scenarios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;  In which we choose to close our eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;  Instead of doing the right thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;  If we make a choice and be the voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;  For those who won't speak up for themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;  How many lives would be saved, changed, rearranged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;  Now it's our time to pick a side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;  So don't keep walking by not wanting to intervene,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;  Cause you just want to exist and never be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;  So lets wake up, change the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;  Our time is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I cried when i read those few lines. It was never about how wrong things are but how we need to make wrong things right. When will people realize that we're meant to do something about the hurt, the suffering and the poverty of this world?When will they choose to fight for those who aren't capable of speaking up for themselves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves. For the rights of all who are destitute, Speak up and judge fairly; defend the rights of the poor and needy” [Proverbs 31:8-9]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;our time is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-7657991819501131270?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/7657991819501131270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=7657991819501131270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/7657991819501131270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/7657991819501131270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-voice.html' title='Be the voice.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-6474168167940454995</id><published>2009-10-01T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T15:20:58.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bigger than my body.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;After i fell sick, it was a struggle to get back on my two feet, to get life back to its original radical state. took a lot of work. My exams were only a week after I was discharged. for three weeks i hadn't open a single one of my books. there goes trials, flushed down the toilet bowl *pllushhhh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I got my results this week. 6 marks better on the average than last term. Me, the only kid in the whole of the pure science stream of 120 kids who got a B for math in pmr, got a 91 score in modmath and chemistry with a pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;In the church i used to attend, every sunday people would go up and give testimonies about how they scored well for their exams. i'm not even sure to what extent God was intended to be part of that success. this probably sounds like one of those testimonies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;but heck, there is something greater to this than a "thank You Lord" testimony. i really don't care about what marks or score i got. the second i got my results, i was just so in awe of my Jesus. In awe that i'm alive and well. in awe that He's been getting me back on my two feet from the day i fell sick. in awe that even after i got better, he was there with me while i struggled through each exam paper. in awe that He not only made me well, He made me better than i was before. In awe that in Him, I am more that what i think i can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Instantly, romans 8 : 37-39 came to my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28139"&gt;37&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28140"&gt;38&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28141"&gt;39&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am more than a conqueror through Him who loved me. not sickness, diesease, and even death can separate me from God's love. how amazing is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-6474168167940454995?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6474168167940454995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=6474168167940454995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6474168167940454995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6474168167940454995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/10/bigger-than-my-body.html' title='Bigger than my body.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-1690502058843441399</id><published>2009-09-21T09:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T10:03:03.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagu Untukmu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I read Jamie Tworkowski's &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.altpress.com/features/blogtwloha.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARTICLE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;on some online magazine the other day. He called his article &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;what would you say and what would you sing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;. If you were given the opportunity to stand in a small or large crowd with all attention on you, what would you say at that moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I always talk about changing the world, sending a message of goodness and love to people who need it. But i haven't really figured out what i'd say exactly. When someone hands a mic to us, we usually put on our shy faces and say &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"hey guys, erh erh, hey."&lt;/span&gt; and give some corny smile. OR we end up talking nonesense &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[some people just can't get the mic out of their hands].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Jamie was talking about how a stage is a special place. A place where you can either move mountains or contribute to the stagnancy of our world. So i thought in my head,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;" Alright, the time will come when a mic will be passed to me and i'd have to bring some purpose to the lives of whoever's listening. I'd better get that little message ready."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I continued on to read..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"all the world's a stage and that maybe we all have some kind of influence and  opportunities to say real things and move people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, i totally forgot about that. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;All the world's a stage&lt;/span&gt;. Ears are just waiting to hear what the heart needs to hear. Every moment you're conversing with your friends, maybe even one friend, that's your stage, your moment! It ain't any good writing on paper your glorious message that can change the world and wait for someone to hand you a mic while the paper slowly rots in the small compartment of your wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;It really doesn't matter where you are, or who you are speaking too. People are influenced by the words we say and the actions we do. Maybe next time when someone says&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"wassap dei",&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to you, you should reply &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"not so good man."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and let them ask why. Then you can go on to tell them the thoughts in your heart, the message written on that small piece of rotting paper in your wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SrbcqVePkoI/AAAAAAAADqo/tPgVumGxjsA/s1600-h/3272079115_2b85933dc6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SrbcqVePkoI/AAAAAAAADqo/tPgVumGxjsA/s400/3272079115_2b85933dc6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383733024444617346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;What would you say, what would you sing?&lt;/span&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/17479245-1690502058843441399?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/1690502058843441399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=1690502058843441399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/1690502058843441399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/1690502058843441399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/09/lagu-untukmu.html' title='Lagu Untukmu.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SrbcqVePkoI/AAAAAAAADqo/tPgVumGxjsA/s72-c/3272079115_2b85933dc6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-2050546853578367671</id><published>2009-09-12T15:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T15:59:12.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So I thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;When i first heard switchfoot's song "meant to live" about 5 or 6 years ago, i thought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"whoa, christians making awesome rock music"&lt;/span&gt;. We sometimes take for granted the music that some people make. Writing a song is not a very easy thing to do. Surely if lyrics were written, there is a story behind it. To me, that matters a lot. The story, the message, the purpose, the revalation. The music itself is equally as important, if not more, don't get me wrong. I mean, as a musician, i behtahan when people say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"awww, the lyrics are so nice!"&lt;/span&gt;, when the music itself ain't that great. I believe that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;if the words written in the song are good, the good music will follow naturally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Anyway, back to the story. As most of you know, Switchfoot and Jon Foreman have been one of my biggest inspirations. Yes, i guess you can say they are my favourite band and artist. After i heard "meant to live", i began exploring switchfoot's music, i began exploring their messages, i began exploring their cause, their hopes, their dreams. Then i realized, Its not about the music, its about a purpose. Music is an amazing tool. It saves lives, gives hopes, inspires dreams for you and me. Like Jon Foreman said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"We can talk about anything through our music. things that would normally be deemed as offensive and 'sensitive' are appropriate and can shake the planet in music"&lt;/span&gt;. What an amazing gift from God eyh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Music suggests that its okay to be honest, music reminds us we're alive&lt;/span&gt; - ToWriteLoveOnHerArms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I just find it so mindblowing that a lot of what i do and what i've went through for the last 5 or 6 years have been based on 3 words... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Meant To Live&lt;/span&gt;. Funniest thing is that i was never even aware of it. But in every decision i make for living today and every action that follows up on that decision, all starts with those 3 words.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;These are the 3 words that have been the central theme for this blog since it was first created.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am meant to live for more than laziness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I am meant to live for more than hatred, for more than unforgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am meant to live for more than wishing I could be like someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I am meant to live for more than alchohol,more than cigarettes, more than sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am meant to live for more than walking past that beggar without saying "Jesus loves you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I am meant to live for more than hoping someone else will share the gospel instead of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am meant to live for more than donating my old, torn clothes to charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I am meant to live for more than agreeing to what my pastor says without taking action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am meant to live for more than keeping my thoughts to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I am meant to live for more than wishing I could change our world by staying comfortable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am meant to live for more than starting a career and making tons of money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I am meant to live for more than going into full-time only after i retire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am meant to live for more than routinely playing the guitar in a worship team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I am meant to live for more than saving God specially for sundays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am meant to live for more than seeking God only in my troubles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I am meant to live for more than waking every morning with a heart that can't serve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I was meant to live for so much more. We were meant to live for so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let's find ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/17479245-2050546853578367671?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2050546853578367671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=2050546853578367671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2050546853578367671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2050546853578367671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-i-thought.html' title='So I thought.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-3231697002119225810</id><published>2009-09-11T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:54:31.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All for love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Today is known as one of America's darkest days. Most of us can't relate to what those guys in newyork went through on the morning of September the 11th, 8 years ago.We live in a country where a terrorist attack is not as probable. But for them, it was a day of defeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;8 years ago, we were praying for comfort for all the families that lost love ones, families that were affected greatly from a day's events. but i think its time for us to&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; pray for forgiveness, for love and for change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I can't imagine the amount of hatred that these families might have had or probably still have toward terrorists. Of course it isn't fair, their loved ones didn't do anything that deserve such a death. But hatred does nothing for the better. Forgiveness on the other hand, can move mountains. If these guys could truly put the past behind them, and pray, pray for the ones who once hurt them, change will happen. A great one at that. So lets pray that these families will learn to forgive and eventually, move mountains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Terrorists are only humans. They are no different from some of the people we've read about in the bible. Whether they are God's enemies or not, is not for us to decide. But i do believe they have a God shaped hole in their hearts like everyone of us and deserve to be shown God's love. We need to intercede in order for that to happen. These guys have families as well. Our future depends of the upbringing of their children. If their children learn to hate,to kill and to destroy, when will the wars end? pray for the breakdown of strongholds of negative thoughts and hatred being built in their young and fragile minds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;There is no use mourning over the things that have already happen. like Matt Garner says, these things are no mistake, its just a set up for a miracle to take place. But that, is only if we believe that a miracle can actually happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-3231697002119225810?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3231697002119225810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=3231697002119225810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3231697002119225810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3231697002119225810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-for-love.html' title='All for love.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-6262275572762047364</id><published>2009-09-06T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T08:57:45.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To write change on our hearts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;The '&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;to write love on her arms&lt;/span&gt;' link has been on my blog for a while together with the other sites i occasionally visit. Back when i first linked it, i just took a quick glance at the website, never really bothered to go check out the big picture. Well, i did that the first time today. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading some of their stories, their visions, their hopes and fears is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;breathtaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Yes, breathtaking, simply because you finally get to take a breath of life as it truly is. real, honest, painful, joyful, persevering, hopeful, unjust, full of moments we hang by a thread and moments we soar above the clouds like eagles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;It saddens me, how most of us need a constant reminder on the amount of people there are with broken hearts, bearing a God-shaped hole. My dad has an album of some of the many photos of refugees and starving children he's taken on his mission trips through war-torn countries on facebook. He titled the album&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;'always on my mind'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I can honestly say that the broken hearted and God's love for them are not always on my mind. Maybe it is, but its back there, behind the studies, behind the entertainment, behind the pleasures and the temporal things of my life.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because its not "always on our minds" it doesn't mean we aren't fit for kingdom work, or capable of bringing that one person to Jesus. It does take time for us to be able to see with the eyes of our heart, to see how the real world looks like all the time. But guess what&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;God is in the business of restoring our hearts. He's in the business of making us, the blind, see. He's in the business of making us, the deaf, hear. He's in the business of making us,the lame, WALK to ACT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why i believe we should do our part as well. If you're too young to leave for the real world, nevermind. Find out about what's going on outside, find out who is going through what, find out how you can make a change. walk the city streets and slums and pray for the real world. Gather your friends together,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;ask God to break your hearts for what breaks His&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; to see things the way He sees them.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday i long more and more to go out there and change our world, to bring purpose to people or to even to one person through Him. there is a song that says&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "make ready your hearts, make ready your homes, make ready the people of God." &lt;/span&gt;We need to keep training and preparing ourselves for what God has planned for our lives. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SqPRID0GPAI/AAAAAAAADpA/1wuzK46bXXA/s1600-h/3024_66626263900_700898900_1597084_824003_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SqPRID0GPAI/AAAAAAAADpA/1wuzK46bXXA/s400/3024_66626263900_700898900_1597084_824003_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378372316403481602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;When God calls me, i'll be ready.&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/17479245-6262275572762047364?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6262275572762047364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=6262275572762047364&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6262275572762047364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6262275572762047364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-write-move-on-our-arms.html' title='To write change on our hearts.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SqPRID0GPAI/AAAAAAAADpA/1wuzK46bXXA/s72-c/3024_66626263900_700898900_1597084_824003_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-7656232727164268052</id><published>2009-09-05T12:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T12:23:53.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireflies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Last night i downloaded Owl City's live opening gig for Relient K. Adam Young is just awesome. I think he deserves a spot right below Switchfoot under my list of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life-changing-awesome-artists&lt;/span&gt;. If you could spare 4 minutes and 9 seconds, i suggest that you check out his very first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zr9EKJatJvA"&gt;music video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;produced by himself to get a good idea on what i mean by awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SqHnrJHaDdI/AAAAAAAADoY/068j7QGhnco/s1600-h/owl+city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SqHnrJHaDdI/AAAAAAAADoY/068j7QGhnco/s400/owl+city.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377834158424460754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-7656232727164268052?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/7656232727164268052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=7656232727164268052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/7656232727164268052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/7656232727164268052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/09/fireflies.html' title='Fireflies.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SqHnrJHaDdI/AAAAAAAADoY/068j7QGhnco/s72-c/owl+city.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-3206693378935381969</id><published>2009-08-31T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T12:55:06.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here in my home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SptWtPoZUkI/AAAAAAAADoQ/rRyFqCQlmjA/s1600-h/_dsc0671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SptWtPoZUkI/AAAAAAAADoQ/rRyFqCQlmjA/s400/_dsc0671.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375985915486884418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Happy merdeka, malaysia :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;photo credits :&lt;br /&gt;Joshua Chan&lt;/span&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/17479245-3206693378935381969?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3206693378935381969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=3206693378935381969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3206693378935381969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3206693378935381969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/08/here-in-my-home.html' title='Here in my home.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SptWtPoZUkI/AAAAAAAADoQ/rRyFqCQlmjA/s72-c/_dsc0671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-2355904278859457817</id><published>2009-08-25T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:17:34.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak the words i can't deny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Bad idea leaving some of you pondering in anxiety over my condition. haha, its been a week already since i last blogged about what was happening to me. quite a lot has changed since then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;for one, what i actually picked up was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pneumonia&lt;/span&gt;. I discovered this last friday when i went to the hospital after realizing the antiviral tami flu drugs were not working. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;The doc didn't really know what was wrong with me. So he asked me to go get an x-ray of my upper torso. then from the x-ray, he found pneumonia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"i was right laaa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"your son got pneumonia la wei and he has to be admitted."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I looked at my dad, he looked at me and said "you can die ya know?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hahaha, long story short, i was admitted in and they took care of me and monitored my condition for 3 days. i was placed in the isolation ward of course. no one was allowed to visit or see me. not even my family.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; it was basically prison with aircond&lt;/span&gt;.the nurses took good care of me though. i was given strong antibiotics through drips. it kinda sucks having a needle stuck in your arm all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I started to get better slowly. my body seemed to be able to fight the bacteria off. and it was responding well to the antibiotics. so the doc looked and me and said "what are you doing here? your fine laaaa" and sent me home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i'm still under quarantine. for one week at least. i'm still sick, still coughing quite a bit but things are much better now. my strength and energy is coming back and i can finally take care of myself. i still have a lot to recover from, but i'll be fine in a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;This is all thanks to God. He has pulled me through this whole period. i was put on the national prayer network, my church friends started a prayer time for me, the whole of rangers was praying for me, people from klang were praying, citychurchkl was praying. it worked. Everyone has been just amazing, sending me messages, calling me,encouraging me. i have a loving family of friends and i have an awesome God that is able to heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SpOidJiHLbI/AAAAAAAADnQ/yQ_NOkK227E/s1600-h/P8220307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SpOidJiHLbI/AAAAAAAADnQ/yQ_NOkK227E/s400/P8220307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373817402042035634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the awesome view outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SpOifIFYSJI/AAAAAAAADnw/DSmQ6x7t2kA/s1600-h/P8220326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SpOifIFYSJI/AAAAAAAADnw/DSmQ6x7t2kA/s400/P8220326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373817436012824722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after losing 5 kg's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SpOid8M4lqI/AAAAAAAADnY/oFK35D2ctAo/s1600-h/P8220311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SpOid8M4lqI/AAAAAAAADnY/oFK35D2ctAo/s400/P8220311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373817415643207330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Balloons from selangor 7 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SpOieg_vijI/AAAAAAAADno/aoW2D_IaUsc/s1600-h/P8220321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SpOieg_vijI/AAAAAAAADno/aoW2D_IaUsc/s400/P8220321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373817425520200242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It really made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SpOieMqoyEI/AAAAAAAADng/-565xQk5psc/s1600-h/P8220318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SpOieMqoyEI/AAAAAAAADng/-565xQk5psc/s400/P8220318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373817420062967874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;since i was allowed visitors, this was my only way to the outside world. long phone bill awaits at the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SpOlDVaOM1I/AAAAAAAADoA/RThynpaoYDs/s1600-h/P8230347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SpOlDVaOM1I/AAAAAAAADoA/RThynpaoYDs/s400/P8230347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373820257088451410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Terry, the drips tower. follows me everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SpOlDBTStuI/AAAAAAAADn4/QojQRlmthi0/s1600-h/P8230345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SpOlDBTStuI/AAAAAAAADn4/QojQRlmthi0/s400/P8230345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373820251690677986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My tubes. stuck on me and in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;at the end of a day like mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;all i can say is that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;my God truly is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;mighty to save.&lt;/span&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/17479245-2355904278859457817?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2355904278859457817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=2355904278859457817&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2355904278859457817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2355904278859457817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/08/speak-words-i-cant-deny.html' title='Speak the words i can&apos;t deny.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SpOidJiHLbI/AAAAAAAADnQ/yQ_NOkK227E/s72-c/P8220307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-6426419667027645302</id><published>2009-08-18T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:25:21.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dull the nails that still remain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It has been a tough week for me. the virus doesn't seem to leave. the pain doesn't seem to go. every morning i wake up in a tough situation, to break or to fight. to cry or to stand strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;For those of you who don't already know, i picked up the H1N1 virus. it is not confirmed because our wonderful government has not supplied the hospitals with enough resources to run an adequate test. My body is fighting it every second of the day. and every second of the day, i'm praying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes it is bearable. like for now, as i'm typing this. Sometimes, my temp goes up,my mind feels like its being pounded by a sledgehammer, my back screams and my lungs are about to burst out of coughing nothing. that's another tough situation. to break or to fight. i've already lost 4Kg's in 5 days and my energy levels our prolly down by 75%. walking up the staircase is a chore for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The only thing that is keeping me going, is faith. i'm not going to die. i was born ready to take anything on. and if i do die, then its just time for me to go. i don't believe in fate. i believe in God's perfect timing in His plan for my life. so i decide to fight, because my strength in Jesus, never fails me. like i said, every second i'm praying. every second i'm singing a worship song. every second i'm holding on to the truth that Jesus is my healer, and that nothing is impossible for Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;at the end of a day like mine, all i know, all i can say is that my God truly is mighty to save.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SorFNA6apWI/AAAAAAAADnI/gkWqOnhF5RM/s1600-h/DSC07487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SorFNA6apWI/AAAAAAAADnI/gkWqOnhF5RM/s400/DSC07487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371322332966724962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not alone. Deuteronomy 31:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-6426419667027645302?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6426419667027645302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=6426419667027645302&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6426419667027645302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6426419667027645302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/08/dull-nails-that-still-remain.html' title='Dull the nails that still remain.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SorFNA6apWI/AAAAAAAADnI/gkWqOnhF5RM/s72-c/DSC07487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-4368962974187105096</id><published>2009-08-14T09:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:29:54.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call To Arms.</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CSam%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:officedocumentsettings&gt;   &lt;o:relyonvml/&gt;   &lt;o:allowpng/&gt;  &lt;/o:OfficeDocumentSettings&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;link rel="themeData" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CSam%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx"&gt;&lt;link rel="colorSchemeMapping" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CSam%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:trackmoves/&gt;   &lt;w:trackformatting/&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:donotpromoteqf/&gt;   &lt;w:lidthemeother&gt;EN-US&lt;/w:LidThemeOther&gt;   &lt;w:lidthemeasian&gt;X-NONE&lt;/w:LidThemeAsian&gt;   &lt;w:lidthemecomplexscript&gt;X-NONE&lt;/w:LidThemeComplexScript&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;    &lt;w:splitpgbreakandparamark/&gt;    &lt;w:dontvertaligncellwithsp/&gt;    &lt;w:dontbreakconstrainedforcedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:dontvertalignintxbx/&gt;    &lt;w:word11kerningpairs/&gt;    &lt;w:cachedcolbalance/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;m:mathpr&gt;    &lt;m:mathfont val="Cambria Math"&gt;    &lt;m:brkbin val="before"&gt;    &lt;m:brkbinsub val="&amp;#45;-"&gt;    &lt;m:smallfrac val="off"&gt;    &lt;m:dispdef/&gt;    &lt;m:lmargin val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:rmargin val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:defjc val="centerGroup"&gt;    &lt;m:wrapindent val="1440"&gt;    &lt;m:intlim val="subSup"&gt;    &lt;m:narylim val="undOvr"&gt;   &lt;/m:mathPr&gt;&lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" defunhidewhenused="true" defsemihidden="true" defqformat="false" defpriority="99" latentstylecount="267"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="0" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Normal"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="heading 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 7"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 8"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 9"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 7"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 8"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 9"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="35" qformat="true" name="caption"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="10" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Title"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="1" name="Default Paragraph Font"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="11" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Subtitle"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="22" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Strong"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="20" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Emphasis"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="59" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Table Grid"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Placeholder Text"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="1" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="No Spacing"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Revision"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="34" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="List Paragraph"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="29" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Quote"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="30" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Intense Quote"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="19" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Subtle Emphasis"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="21" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Intense Emphasis"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="31" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Subtle Reference"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="32" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Intense Reference"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="33" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Book Title"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="37" name="Bibliography"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" qformat="true" name="TOC Heading"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:"Cambria Math"; 	panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:1; 	mso-generic-font-family:roman; 	mso-font-format:other; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:0 0 0 0 0 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:Calibri; 	panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1073750139 0 0 159 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-unhide:no; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	margin-top:0in; 	margin-right:0in; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	margin-left:0in; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoChpDefault 	{mso-style-type:export-only; 	mso-default-props:yes; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoPapDefault 	{mso-style-type:export-only; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	line-height:115%;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-priority:99; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin-top:0in; 	mso-para-margin-right:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	mso-para-margin-left:0in; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Down in Singapore, about a week ago, I was studying sejarah. Thoughts started swirling my head and my heart as well. I was tired. I think it was about one in the morn but I made sure I wrote this down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;8 of August 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;I’ve been reading a lot about our history, learning stuff about politics and all. Then I soon realized that the fact that our country is in a way “at peace” is the very reason why most Malaysians don’t love their country or don’t seem to be patriotic at all. Hard to understand, I know. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Countries that are war torn are suffering. The families are dying; they’re constantly on the run. For them, things can change in a split second. These are the countries that have a reason to be patriotic. That reason is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOPE&lt;/span&gt;. Hope that their country will one day be at peace. So they persevere and keep their love for their country. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;What we don’t see is that although guns and missiles are not tearing our lives apart, there is still a war going on. All the corruption and efforts to destroy it is simply, a diplomatic war. Most Malaysians don’t realize this because they don’t bother to observe and study our political situation. Sure they can&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; kutuk&lt;/span&gt; here&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; kutuk&lt;/span&gt; there but they don’t actually know what is going on. Some people even think it’s a racial issue, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;“Malays are always the ones to blame”&lt;/span&gt;, they say, but they don’t bother finding the real truth. Their tidak apa attitude creates a mindset that Malaysia is actually “at peace” and there isn’t much to fight for. This gives no reason to care about the future of the country &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[they say “I’m gonna migrate anyway”]&lt;/span&gt;, no reason to love our country, No real identity at all. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder, “Why have I been so patriotic over the past 2 years?” especially when just before that, I hated our country and like everyone else, was planning to move elsewhere. My parents are probably the answer. Just because they fill me in a tad bit about what is actually going on, I’ve found a reason to care, a reason to love, a reason to persevere. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;People simply need to know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;That’s not all. It doesn’t stop there. People need to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ACT&lt;/span&gt;. Who are we talking about? Which people? The people who are called to make a difference.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;CHRISTIANS&lt;/span&gt;. Hello?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;For years, 2000 years to be exact, Christians have been living &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;UNDER A ROCK&lt;/span&gt;. How ironic when we are the ones who are supposed to be the salt and the light of the world, don’t you think? This is why the world thinks we are simply, a religion, a bunch of people putting on a fake image of dignity, and “goody two shoes” just to get to heaven. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Here’s a question. If PAS can be on the streets at every rally, at every meeting, at every protest, making their voices heard, making a difference, can’t we as Christians who have someone BIGGER inside of us do more than what PAS can? What do we have to fear?&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DID NOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;come to earth to bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PEACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;. He came to give us a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SWORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;[matt 10:34]. As much as He helps us, we have to fight this battle. He’s ain’t gonna do everything for you. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;I’m not saying we should start a political organization or run for parliament or whatever. I’m saying we have to make our voices heard. We’ve gotta HAVE A VOICE, not just a voice that comes from under a rock. We’ve gotta FIGHT for justice for peole who can’t. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;“Learn to do right! Seek justice, encourage the oppressed. Defend the cause of the fatherless, plead the case of the widow” [Isaiah 1:17]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;“Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves. For the rights of all who are destitute, Speak up and judge fairly; defend the rights of the poor and needy” [Proverbs 31:8-9]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Just by the church coming out of the rock and expressing opinions, we already are being the salt and the light of the world and that’s just a small bit that we can do. I mean,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;is there anything that is IMPOSSIBLE for our God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;You see, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christianity is not about getting to heaven&lt;/span&gt;. Let me say it again. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christianity is not about getting to heaven&lt;/span&gt;. Christianity is about walking with God while we walk on this earth and making a difference while we are still around&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;we get to heaven. We’re just passing through, folks. We can do something while we’re around. We ain’t called to get to heaven, we are called to BRING &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HEAVEN ON EARTH.&lt;/span&gt; God doesn’t want us in heaven yet. If He did, we’d all be there a looonnngg time ago. He wants us here, in the middle of the war, to fight and make known His GLORY, which is our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HEART&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; fully &lt;/span&gt;ALIVE&lt;/span&gt;, shinning before all men as the light of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: arial; font-style: italic; text-align: right;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;the time has come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;to stand for all we believe in. &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/17479245-4368962974187105096?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4368962974187105096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=4368962974187105096&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4368962974187105096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4368962974187105096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/08/call-to-arms.html' title='Call To Arms.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-8655053930236516738</id><published>2009-07-25T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T16:59:17.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elephant Cargo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SmrHWBoXJSI/AAAAAAAADmg/EqhPbUtoLUU/s1600-h/img009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SmrHWBoXJSI/AAAAAAAADmg/EqhPbUtoLUU/s400/img009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362317487546770722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Bye jie jie, have a great 2 and a half years in Uni &lt;/span&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/17479245-8655053930236516738?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8655053930236516738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=8655053930236516738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8655053930236516738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8655053930236516738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/07/elephant-cargo.html' title='Elephant Cargo.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SmrHWBoXJSI/AAAAAAAADmg/EqhPbUtoLUU/s72-c/img009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-4363502365185997663</id><published>2009-07-13T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:13:05.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a child.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;There are so many things that I wish for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I was like David, a man after God's heart. For some reason, david had the ability to please God with one strum of the harp. he gave the most excellent of worship by man that pleased God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I wish I could hear God audibly. To know if He really sounds like optimus prime or winnie the pooh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I wish i could see angels. Different types of angels, flying around with faces that radiate the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I wish I could go to heaven for a day, or even an hour. To see if they really have a 24 hour buffet. better is one day in Your courts than thousands else where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I wish poverty wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I wish people could learn to love one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I wish the church could break down its walls and denominations and join together in unity, bringing Jesus to the nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I wish I could bring Jesus to the nations. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could change the world. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could stop wishing and start doing. I can and I will. one day i will see all these things happen. One day i will feel the mountains tremble, when the lost begin to sing of Jesus Christ, the risen One.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wonder of it all, is that we're living just to fall more and more in love with You. so take my worlds apart and i'll be a history maker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SltcRwmW7GI/AAAAAAAADmY/S0-UugXVilQ/s1600-h/3024_66626258900_700898900_1597083_7407785_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SltcRwmW7GI/AAAAAAAADmY/S0-UugXVilQ/s400/3024_66626258900_700898900_1597083_7407785_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357977641860656226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-4363502365185997663?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4363502365185997663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=4363502365185997663&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4363502365185997663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4363502365185997663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/07/like-child.html' title='Like a child.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SltcRwmW7GI/AAAAAAAADmY/S0-UugXVilQ/s72-c/3024_66626258900_700898900_1597083_7407785_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-1144528163885364065</id><published>2009-07-04T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:32:43.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the beauty, take my tears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:trackmoves/&gt;   &lt;w:trackformatting/&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:donotpromoteqf/&gt;   &lt;w:lidthemeother&gt;EN-US&lt;/w:LidThemeOther&gt;   &lt;w:lidthemeasian&gt;X-NONE&lt;/w:LidThemeAsian&gt;   &lt;w:lidthemecomplexscript&gt;X-NONE&lt;/w:LidThemeComplexScript&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;    &lt;w:splitpgbreakandparamark/&gt;    &lt;w:dontvertaligncellwithsp/&gt;    &lt;w:dontbreakconstrainedforcedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:dontvertalignintxbx/&gt;    &lt;w:word11kerningpairs/&gt;    &lt;w:cachedcolbalance/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;m:mathpr&gt;    &lt;m:mathfont val="Cambria Math"&gt;    &lt;m:brkbin val="before"&gt;    &lt;m:brkbinsub val="&amp;#45;-"&gt;    &lt;m:smallfrac val="off"&gt;    &lt;m:dispdef/&gt;    &lt;m:lmargin val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:rmargin val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:defjc val="centerGroup"&gt;    &lt;m:wrapindent val="1440"&gt;    &lt;m:intlim val="subSup"&gt;    &lt;m:narylim val="undOvr"&gt;   &lt;/m:mathPr&gt;&lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" defunhidewhenused="true" defsemihidden="true" defqformat="false" defpriority="99" latentstylecount="267"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="0" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Normal"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="heading 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 7"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 8"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 9"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 7"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 8"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 9"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="35" qformat="true" name="caption"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="10" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Title"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="1" name="Default Paragraph Font"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="11" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Subtitle"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="22" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Strong"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="20" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Emphasis"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="59" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Table Grid"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Placeholder Text"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="1" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="No Spacing"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Revision"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="34" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="List Paragraph"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="29" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Quote"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="30" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Intense Quote"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="19" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Subtle Emphasis"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="21" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Intense Emphasis"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="31" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Subtle Reference"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="32" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Intense Reference"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="33" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Book Title"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="37" name="Bibliography"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" qformat="true" name="TOC Heading"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:Wingdings; 	panose-1:5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; 	mso-font-charset:2; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:0 268435456 0 0 -2147483648 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:"Cambria Math"; 	panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:1; 	mso-generic-font-family:roman; 	mso-font-format:other; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:0 0 0 0 0 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:Calibri; 	panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1073750139 0 0 159 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-unhide:no; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	margin-top:0in; 	margin-right:0in; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	margin-left:0in; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoChpDefault 	{mso-style-type:export-only; 	mso-default-props:yes; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoPapDefault 	{mso-style-type:export-only; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	line-height:115%;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-priority:99; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin-top:0in; 	mso-para-margin-right:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	mso-para-margin-left:0in; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ladies and gents, once again, the big question about…&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It has to be more than just the existence in the physical or natural world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What makes us jump for joy, or tear our hearts out till the floor is wet?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We can’t merely be single functioned robots that do nothing but play and work. We have a soul, one that is fearfully and wonderfully made, one that belongs to a centre called our hearts and our heart is meant to be transformed into something that will bring glory to God. Truly, the Glory of God is a heart that is fully alive, as John Eldredge wrote in his book, waking the dead.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It really shocks the world how an individual, a life, can be there one second and gone, the next.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All the experiences of a person, from young till present, all that he or she has gone through over the years, can disappear in one second.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The truth is, it doesn’t. Life never disappears. We were born into this world for a purpose, we are, in fact, meant to live for so much more. We may not see this, or even more so, believe this but, we impact the lives of people around us in all kinds of ways. We change our world a person at a time. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Since I was 12, I’ve been praying for an electric guitar. I didn’t have much money at that time. The great news is that a stuck situation is just a set up for God to show a miracle. I knew that if it was God’s will, He’ll give me a guitar. Eventually, 2 years later, that prayer, an unusual expectation, turned into a miracle. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;There was this dude who I’ve never met. He was a friend’s friend. He found out I wanted a guitar and that I had no money for one. So he just gave me one of his old ones. He GAVE, no cost, no nothing. I hardly knew him, nor did he know me. That is the Christ-likeness he showed. It was truly God’s blessing that enabled me to give God glory through one of the only ways I knew I could.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;3 years later, about a month ago, I got a message on my hand phone. Lim Yu Vern, a 17 year old that freely gave up a guitar that would have brought him some extra cash or whatever to someone he’s never met, passed away in a motorcycle accident.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I felt horrible after reading that message. I never bothered to get to know him. I never bothered to try and return the favor and kindness he once showed me. I don’t know how he lived, but one thing is for sure. He impacted my life. He changed the world. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;We don’t always know our life’s purpose, but God knows it and He has a great plan for you and me. Even though this dude was only 17 and had so many years ahead of him, I know that he didn’t leave in vain. He changed the world by changing one life and, that’s just only me. I’m sure he was an extreme blessing to his other friends. When it’s time to leave, it simply means that you’ve done your job. You have been part of God’s plan and now it’s time for something greater, the real life in the kingdom of God. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the same way, I believe that when it is not our time yet, we still have a lot to do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just the other day, two friends of mine were involved in a car accident. They were shocked, traumatized. They told me they could have died in that split second but guess what, they’re not. Praise God! Why? Because life begins at the intersection. It’s now their time yet. There are still things to be done here, more lives to impact, a whole world to change! Now is when they can rise up and truly see what God has in store for the rest of their lives. If you two are reading this, get ready for something unusual to happen, get ready for God to move in your life in ways you’ve never dreamed of. This experience is not a car accident, it is a wakeup call, and it is God saying welcome to the real world. Welcome to life &lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Our lives are no mistake. What happens to us or to the people around us is no mistake. Everything happens for a reason. There is no such thing as a “bad event” or an accident. It is just a set up, a set up for God to intercede and to show us miracles and things that we would never dream of. Everything is possible through Jesus. Greater is He who is in you than the one who is in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sk9mtjO5exI/AAAAAAAADmQ/djfjQci_z64/s1600-h/3216825262_4264702c9e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sk9mtjO5exI/AAAAAAAADmQ/djfjQci_z64/s400/3216825262_4264702c9e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354611414704683794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-1144528163885364065?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/1144528163885364065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=1144528163885364065&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/1144528163885364065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/1144528163885364065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/07/take-beauty-take-my-tears.html' title='Take the beauty, take my tears.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sk9mtjO5exI/AAAAAAAADmQ/djfjQci_z64/s72-c/3216825262_4264702c9e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-294554585508000238</id><published>2009-05-02T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:21:24.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything's alive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Days go on. Problems come and never really go. We're always stuck with that bit of guilt, that inch of insecurity, not knowing how to deal with life. this only happens to just about 99% of everyone. Where else can we put our hope in? who else can we trust in? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;what could possibly be bigger than the problem i'm facing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;These are the questions that&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;asked with every bit of dying hope in her voice. Lies thrown at her, she took it for her own untill she eventually sunk deep down into a maze. A maze of deceit and just about every inch of her self worth, GONE. no real escape... except above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;These are the questions that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; asked. These are the questions that someone answered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Suddenly, all of it's behind her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Someone there reminds her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;that yesterday is gone, so wave goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And suddenly, the skies opened above her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;cuz &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt; really loves her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;and everything's alive. Everything is ALIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;These are the questions that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; asked with blood in their palms and sweat in their brow. After all they've endured, there can't possibly be any way out. After what the world told them,said about them, after the number of discouragements they've taken like bullets. no real escape, except above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;These are the questions that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; asking. these are the questions that i can answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Suddenly, all of it's behind you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And i'm here to remind you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;that yesterday is gone so wave goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And suddenly, the skies will open above you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Love&lt;/span&gt; will truly find you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;cuz &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus &lt;/span&gt;really loves you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Now everything's ALIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;your wandering is over&lt;br /&gt;The other side is real&lt;br /&gt;you've broken through&lt;br /&gt;your mountain moved&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mercy&lt;/span&gt; is revealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;His mercy&lt;/span&gt; is revealed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-294554585508000238?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/294554585508000238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=294554585508000238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/294554585508000238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/294554585508000238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/05/everythings-alive.html' title='Everything&apos;s alive.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-8910871635517504921</id><published>2009-03-30T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:21:17.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Wing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you know what its like to wait&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; 9 years&lt;/span&gt; for something not knowing what you're waiting for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I went through that. and I thank God everyday that he managed to keep me waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;because the day came when i found out why i was saving 9 years worth of cash for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;it all started when i was a kid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I was small, naive and innocent. I looked at my jie, and my mei mei. they got a lot of cash for ang pau.probably more than what i got, difference is, they spent every single penny buying either clothes,jewelry or dolls. what did i do?I said &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"i'm gonna save my cash because there's gonna be a day where i'm really gonna need it to buy something or to give someone and i will have the money for it"&lt;/span&gt;. yeah, what a stupid pansie,losers, mama's boy thing to do. but it all paid off because like i said, the day came. 9 friggin years later. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;[so now no one can say i don't have patience. haha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; in short, I bought my amazing, ever so sexy&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Ibanez SA260 FM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SdC7HSZDrhI/AAAAAAAADmA/qFtIMUuSEY4/s1600-h/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SdC7HSZDrhI/AAAAAAAADmA/qFtIMUuSEY4/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318956893794971154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SdC7HdDVkMI/AAAAAAAADl4/Lk-TUr_8kuc/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SdC7HdDVkMI/AAAAAAAADl4/Lk-TUr_8kuc/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318956896656658626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SdC7HPg0lLI/AAAAAAAADlw/7yXXgA9esOA/s1600-h/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SdC7HPg0lLI/AAAAAAAADlw/7yXXgA9esOA/s400/DSC_0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318956893022229682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To the guys in the picture below.. Melvin, Ivan, Andrew, the band that i never had. Thanks dudes for following me to bentley on that historical day. Andrew and Melvin, i know u missed futsal just for me. Ivan, the bro i never had, i know u got screwed by your insane addmath tuision teacher just so you could follow me. now thats love, people.haha. i must say that i'm really sorry it took 3 years for me to get the balls to pull the cash out of my pocket but tomorrow is a new day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SdDeZk8cX9I/AAAAAAAADmI/3EYOw8Vwt7w/s1600-h/P3270974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SdDeZk8cX9I/AAAAAAAADmI/3EYOw8Vwt7w/s400/P3270974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318995690919845842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Now let's go rock the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;and to my saviour.. Jesus Christ.Once again i can truly say that You have taken care of me and heard all my prayers. who'd ever think that a small missionary kid would ever get the cash to buy a beautiful piece of wood that expensive? Thank You so much for answering my prayers. Most important of all, I dedicate this guitar to You. I vow that it will only be used for Your will, to bring Your name to the ears who haven't heard it and to lift Your name higher. All glory to God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Guys, for those who have never posted a comment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;on any of my posts, this is your chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I need ideas for a name for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;make it a sexy one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ngekkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&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/17479245-8910871635517504921?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8910871635517504921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=8910871635517504921&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8910871635517504921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8910871635517504921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-wing.html' title='On The Wing.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SdC7HSZDrhI/AAAAAAAADmA/qFtIMUuSEY4/s72-c/DSC_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-2401178493940690323</id><published>2009-03-04T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:07:01.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Heaven.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Adam awoke when he heard a voice. "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;adam, adam?&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt; "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yes Father?&lt;/span&gt;", he replied.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Let's go for a walk in the garden&lt;/span&gt;.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam is probably the only man who ever lived that got to have a simple walk with God in the park, just Father to son, God to man. They always say, a walk with God lasts your whole life. As much truth that is, I sometimes like to think of a walk with God, as simple as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a short walk in the park. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My walk with God, would probably be high up on the mountains, early in the morning at the break of dawn. An breathtaking sunrise with golden rays that flood the sky would be there to greet us . Or it would be on a cool sandy beach on an island in the evening with our bare feet sinking into the soft sand and of course, a glorious sunset to end the day. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Imagine that for a few seconds and hold that thought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sarah was on the computer yesterday. music came from the speakers. not any kind of music though, this one was different. Different in so many ways. it didn't feel like music that would usually make me get up and dance, music that would get me emo and start reflecting on life, music that would make me headbang out of my wits, no, this was extraordinary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I slowly began to zone out, like i was in a dream because that's exactly what the music sounded like, an escape from the world into &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;something heavenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. and no, i'm pretty sure it wasn't like going high on heroin. there was something&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; peaceful&lt;/span&gt; in the music, something &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;reassuring&lt;/span&gt;, something full of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sa5Cd1s0rcI/AAAAAAAADlo/zibxrIfaVJY/s1600-h/2828711736_dcfd4e4aff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sa5Cd1s0rcI/AAAAAAAADlo/zibxrIfaVJY/s400/2828711736_dcfd4e4aff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309254091115113922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Later on, she told me its this dude,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Adam Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [what a coincidence, right?] who calls himself &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Port Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He mixes ambient sounds, kinda sounds like the ocean which is probably why he's got a thing for ports and the sea. its fully instrumental, no vocals, and he calls his music dreamscapes. What makes this dude's music special is that the music he makes, is inspired by his day to day walk with Jesus. I could actually imagine how his short simple 5 minute walk in every song looked like. its incredible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I listen to bands who write songs that have a message to tell everyone. bands like&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Switchfoot &lt;/span&gt;question the corruption of the world and tell everyone where the answer in life lies in. but its really one thing to write powerful songs with mind blowing lyrics accompanied by incredible music and somthing totally different to make music painting heavenly chorusus coming from the sky or a simple walk in the park with the creator Himself.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Music like this, brings so much more to life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sa5CdijrEnI/AAAAAAAADlg/GsWwMUN57co/s1600-h/2615218865_df412c3a99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sa5CdijrEnI/AAAAAAAADlg/GsWwMUN57co/s400/2615218865_df412c3a99.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309254085976461938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And this is why music was made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-2401178493940690323?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2401178493940690323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=2401178493940690323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2401178493940690323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2401178493940690323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-heaven.html' title='For Heaven.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sa5Cd1s0rcI/AAAAAAAADlo/zibxrIfaVJY/s72-c/2828711736_dcfd4e4aff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-4695358252898450614</id><published>2009-02-01T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T17:07:01.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The brother I never had.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SYVk_DIU72I/AAAAAAAADkw/OOcOYbqypYY/s1600-h/IMG_5927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SYVk_DIU72I/AAAAAAAADkw/OOcOYbqypYY/s400/IMG_5927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297751571006025570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Happy 17th, Ivan Lim Huan-wen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sry i can't make it for hydrowar :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/17479245-4695358252898450614?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4695358252898450614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=4695358252898450614&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4695358252898450614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4695358252898450614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/02/brother-i-never-had.html' title='The brother I never had.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SYVk_DIU72I/AAAAAAAADkw/OOcOYbqypYY/s72-c/IMG_5927.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-1807752530259225084</id><published>2009-01-27T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T15:30:52.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In love with the 90's.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Teen drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;when i found out that was the genre of the show, i laughed. laughed because i thought &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"this so is not sam's thing&lt;/span&gt;" but it rocks anyhow. aight sam, slow down. what are you talking about...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SX70B31kRCI/AAAAAAAADko/lJBTRMgP0sk/s1600-h/90210+new+cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SX70B31kRCI/AAAAAAAADko/lJBTRMgP0sk/s400/90210+new+cast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295938524839953442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;90210 babyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Its damn fake. the actors are just too hot. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;even the moms are hot.&lt;/span&gt; but nolahhh, thats not why i watch it. actually, i don't even know why i watch it. story gets corny too many times. but i guess its just the fact that i've started, and i have to watch till the end. and hey, some episodes even give a pretty good cliff hanger. so i'd be bringing my thumbdrive to school the next day, asking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;andrew paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to put in the next five episodes :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Gossip girl addicts claim their show is better. matter of opinion, i know. i'm pretty sure a portion of them viewers watch for Chuck bass and for the guys, blake lively. so everyday its chuck bass this chuck bass that. and a month from now, it'll be some other guy. But us guys have to admit, we do the same. sure, Jessica alba and Angelina Jolie are always top. then theres others like kirsten bell, and the one treehill chick who's name i can't remember, and hayley williams and maria sharapova and for some, Megan fox. But thanks to 90210, and for the thriller fanatics; the hills have eyes 2 and prom night, we've found someone who can join jess and angelina in the top league...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SX70B9x5yMI/AAAAAAAADkg/kQVLTK5_IBY/s1600-h/jessica-stroup-90210m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SX70B9x5yMI/AAAAAAAADkg/kQVLTK5_IBY/s400/jessica-stroup-90210m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295938526435199170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Jessica Stroup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;can't deny it, can you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;ngekkk. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/17479245-1807752530259225084?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/1807752530259225084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=1807752530259225084&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/1807752530259225084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/1807752530259225084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-love-with-90s.html' title='In love with the 90&apos;s.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SX70B31kRCI/AAAAAAAADko/lJBTRMgP0sk/s72-c/90210+new+cast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-236657284059961748</id><published>2009-01-13T23:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:30:23.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Their thoughts we can't decode.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Too long have we lived in a world ruled by war, ruled by guns, ruled by men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Too long have we told ourselves, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;its not our problem&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We've had too many twisted thoughts when power was given to us to rule the world. we just end up gunning each other down, trying to find satisfaction in territory, in&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The war in the middle east has been going on since biblical times. that's a few thousand years. What do most of us think? Palestinians are at fault. Israel is just defending itself. Some don't even think. some figure, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"it doesn't bother me, i'm living the life i'm meant to live"&lt;/span&gt;. I honestly can't even put my ground on the Israeli side. They were suppose to be God's chosen nation. the ones the whole earth would follow. But now, they're taking matters into their own hands, fighting over what might not necessarily belong to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;While all this is going on, people suffer. they suffer the consequences of irresponsible and unjust leadership. Those who suffer are always the innocent ones. more specifically, the ones who are at the determining age of learning,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; whether or not what they learn is good or bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SWy2eP1MNzI/AAAAAAAADio/lbhx-HazvxU/s1600-h/killed_child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 344px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SWy2eP1MNzI/AAAAAAAADio/lbhx-HazvxU/s400/killed_child.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290804293015451442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Its beyond our imagination, what it must be like to live not knowing what lies ahead, not knowing whether that breath we just took, is our last. children are being killed. Starvation runs through the whole region, and now they're being shot. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;shot for the mistakes and greed of the generation that failed to fulfill its purpose, to teach the next, how to love one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;People always say the most effective way of teaching, is to teach by example. its not a theory, its a fact. The experienced older people always have a huge influence on a younger, who are less capable of distinguishing between good or bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SWy2dpvAbeI/AAAAAAAADiY/GisrKwzWrmQ/s1600-h/awa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SWy2dpvAbeI/AAAAAAAADiY/GisrKwzWrmQ/s400/awa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290804282788965858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;As i was looking at photos of children who died undeserving, i found what could be the most sick, unbelievable, disturbing photo in the world. I saw this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SWy2SdIHg7I/AAAAAAAADiI/9T_3l-YUVb8/s1600-h/israel_lebanon_war_israeli_children_signing_missiles_israeli_children__2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SWy2SdIHg7I/AAAAAAAADiI/9T_3l-YUVb8/s400/israel_lebanon_war_israeli_children_signing_missiles_israeli_children__2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290804090426065842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Children are being thought to hate. even worse, to kill. the missiles say "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;with LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". this is the point where they don't know the difference between&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; LOVE&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; HATE.&lt;/span&gt; killing is a way of love to them now. they've been brainwashed, taught to give back what was given to them,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We all know that is not the way. and its definitely not the way God intended it to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SWy2SFekeSI/AAAAAAAADiA/vQUX1-Es_vE/s1600-h/vittime74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 345px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SWy2SFekeSI/AAAAAAAADiA/vQUX1-Es_vE/s400/vittime74.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290804084077787426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;God didn't mean for families to be separated by a single bullet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SWy2dtHRUeI/AAAAAAAADiQ/ro7LvMULbaQ/s1600-h/2303376544_0bca3c9c5b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SWy2dtHRUeI/AAAAAAAADiQ/ro7LvMULbaQ/s400/2303376544_0bca3c9c5b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290804283696042466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nor did God mean for us to starve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But that's how we made it to be, a dog eat dog world. full of perverse intentions and wicked desires, where younger ones have to suffer for what their forefathers did. When i see photos like these, hear stories about children not knowing why they have to run,why they have to hide or why daddy didn't make it home today, i long more and more for the day &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt; comes back to correct the mistakes we've made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How many more small lives have to end before we realize war is futile and love is our only solution?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Jesus there, in between.&lt;/span&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/17479245-236657284059961748?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/236657284059961748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=236657284059961748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/236657284059961748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/236657284059961748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2009/01/their-thoughts-we-cant-decode.html' title='Their thoughts we can&apos;t decode.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SWy2eP1MNzI/AAAAAAAADio/lbhx-HazvxU/s72-c/killed_child.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-3353926522840165058</id><published>2008-12-31T18:46:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:33:27.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawn Escapes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;", the shouts of many people to one another trying to overcome the pounding sounds of the exploding fireworks. Champagne is popped open and people have wide smiles stretched across their faces in hopes of a wonderful 2009 ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and what was i doing? i was at home, with a cup of milk in one hand and a piece of cake in the other, reflecting on the previous 2008 and all its happiness. sadly, i didn't find too many. but i did collect a few highlights of the year that sure did catch my attention. glad that i have some photos to show. and here we go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The year started with me doing my happy dance because&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; I FREAKING MADE IT INTO PURE SCIENCE&lt;/span&gt; by a string. disappointments came later when i realized, my class ain't what i thought it would be. what a blow to the many dreams of a perfect sophomore year. but i did meet pretty insane cool bunch too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVylTsnrAwI/AAAAAAAADhQ/MIHB5haRBf8/s1600-h/Picture+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVylTsnrAwI/AAAAAAAADhQ/MIHB5haRBf8/s400/Picture+168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286281820439773954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and they took me out for my birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtRbinibaI/AAAAAAAADfQ/6ptlkTASx2U/s1600-h/PC220586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtRbinibaI/AAAAAAAADfQ/6ptlkTASx2U/s400/PC220586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285908121240366498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got a new clique .haha, not really.but we call ourselves the tripod/triangle. yea, how original, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtPrSzvBAI/AAAAAAAADeo/CoOd652dFa0/s1600-h/IMG_6137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtPrSzvBAI/AAAAAAAADeo/CoOd652dFa0/s400/IMG_6137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285906192851207170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Switchfoot came to town! God answered my prayers after 4 years.They were freaking awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtSERaBKcI/AAAAAAAADf4/ovsCYSS7kMs/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtSERaBKcI/AAAAAAAADf4/ovsCYSS7kMs/s400/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285908820994894274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I joined a cell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Skip straight to the mid-year. took my exams, and headed down to Singapore Camporama for holidays. it wasn't that great, to be honest. but it was my first international camp.and made a new friend there, he's chindian the only chindian to be found in singapore. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtSECa43BI/AAAAAAAADfo/dQFaPYCXL7w/s1600-h/Phua+Chu+Kang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtSECa43BI/AAAAAAAADfo/dQFaPYCXL7w/s400/Phua+Chu+Kang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285908816972012562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We met phua chu kang there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and visited the singapore zoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVykdyfOOLI/AAAAAAAADg4/-k1ta23ak0M/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVykdyfOOLI/AAAAAAAADg4/-k1ta23ak0M/s400/Picture+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286280894302009522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Headed to putrajaya for an amazing fireworks show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtSEHBgtgI/AAAAAAAADfw/A_iWw4XxmDE/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtSEHBgtgI/AAAAAAAADfw/A_iWw4XxmDE/s400/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285908818207749634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went up against the rubberduckyschmuckies in treasure quest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Then in August, one of the greatest things happened to me. Something i'll never forget. after some insane headbanging, jumping, screaming at the top of my lungs to get some stupid sticker, i was chosen to be part of MTV Asia Awards mosh pit! along with ivan, shawna and yilin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtRaTki54I/AAAAAAAADew/chBM1SoZD1o/s1600-h/P8020235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtRaTki54I/AAAAAAAADew/chBM1SoZD1o/s400/P8020235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285908100021413762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;made a bunch of new friends there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;That day was a real dream but not long after that, we had to return to reality. exams came along with that too. got through it day by day untill my birthday came. then it was time to partayyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVyoXhnepuI/AAAAAAAADho/6BpQbgHvMYg/s1600-h/DSC_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVyoXhnepuI/AAAAAAAADho/6BpQbgHvMYg/s400/DSC_0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286285184740533986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A well deserved charlie chaplain to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;So came the end of the year. i took a couple of holidays with my family. it was incredibly short though, because my family is unusually in all directions. a 2 day trip down to melaka and PD had to suffice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVynn80_waI/AAAAAAAADhg/zUi02Xbpg5Q/s1600-h/DSC_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVynn80_waI/AAAAAAAADhg/zUi02Xbpg5Q/s400/DSC_0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286284367411265954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tried Breaking the law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtRbdbPiFI/AAAAAAAADfI/XA2d-iAyF4A/s1600-h/PB280159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtRbdbPiFI/AAAAAAAADfI/XA2d-iAyF4A/s400/PB280159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285908119846619218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got an underwater camera for our entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtRbCqQzsI/AAAAAAAADfA/5gTTbLlyKPM/s1600-h/PB270219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtRbCqQzsI/AAAAAAAADfA/5gTTbLlyKPM/s400/PB270219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285908112661860034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yes,a satisfying holiday with my rather looney family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtRa5p3ZyI/AAAAAAAADe4/YbiiBSBRwbs/s1600-h/PB220272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtRa5p3ZyI/AAAAAAAADe4/YbiiBSBRwbs/s400/PB220272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285908110244276002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had tons of fun with the kids at vbs, towards the end of november.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Then the highlight of the year came. Mission trip to thailand! its been 5 years since PJ and Klang have had a joint mission trip. so this is the next generation.it was also my first time to thailand. in just 10 days, i fell in love with the country. seriously considering living there one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtOD8sDjpI/AAAAAAAADdw/n765RkfTTkA/s1600-h/n754418200_1184122_4968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtOD8sDjpI/AAAAAAAADdw/n765RkfTTkA/s400/n754418200_1184122_4968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285904417386892946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fell in love with the kids there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtOD-s6R2I/AAAAAAAADdo/UP9nbw4yKLA/s1600-h/PC060162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtOD-s6R2I/AAAAAAAADdo/UP9nbw4yKLA/s400/PC060162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285904417927350114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtOEU_UpnI/AAAAAAAADeA/Lxg7BS0aLPY/s1600-h/n754418200_1199074_4797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtOEU_UpnI/AAAAAAAADeA/Lxg7BS0aLPY/s400/n754418200_1199074_4797.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285904423910155890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got my first snake bite. and lived to tell the tale,later on killed and cooked and ate the snake up. oh, and brought the skin back :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtOEIbjbVI/AAAAAAAADd4/dqUrQrqV9RA/s1600-h/PC100392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtOEIbjbVI/AAAAAAAADd4/dqUrQrqV9RA/s400/PC100392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285904420538903890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A few darn cool jumping shots.[the camouflaged one is shawna btw.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtPqo1jMMI/AAAAAAAADeI/0Hbo1sk3V4M/s1600-h/n754418200_1199384_4320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtPqo1jMMI/AAAAAAAADeI/0Hbo1sk3V4M/s400/n754418200_1199384_4320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285906181584531650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tried fried grasshoppers, flies, bees and some other insects for the first time. and i'm not kidding when i say, they taste like chicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVuVuLmmBAI/AAAAAAAADgw/Fa-9oo74044/s1600-h/n754418200_1199054_3579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVuVuLmmBAI/AAAAAAAADgw/Fa-9oo74044/s400/n754418200_1199054_3579.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285983208270595074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remember Sungai Mekong from sejarah and geografi? yeap, thats it behind us.darn cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Then i came back. and missed the place sooooo much. sooo sooo much. wishing everyday that i could go back. anyway, i had to get ready for Youth camp. which came 2 days later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyLeft" title="Align Left" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 10);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Left" class="gl_align_left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtPq9F1b-I/AAAAAAAADeQ/XEzTQiy9xdc/s1600-h/DSC_1931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtPq9F1b-I/AAAAAAAADeQ/XEzTQiy9xdc/s400/DSC_1931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285906187021545442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Visited friggin' cold peacehaven. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtPrMoAAAI/AAAAAAAADeY/pPmESMxwkbM/s1600-h/IMG_1463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtPrMoAAAI/AAAAAAAADeY/pPmESMxwkbM/s400/IMG_1463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285906191191375874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Re-united with Old friends who did the smart thing, studying overseas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtPrLtFYCI/AAAAAAAADeg/xoRIlIN1Yew/s1600-h/n692730733_2301699_6630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtPrLtFYCI/AAAAAAAADeg/xoRIlIN1Yew/s400/n692730733_2301699_6630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285906190944264226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtSDYbQ37I/AAAAAAAADfY/6GpizG1IHgs/s1600-h/PC240614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtSDYbQ37I/AAAAAAAADfY/6GpizG1IHgs/s400/PC240614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285908805699297202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Re-united with family members too, all the way down in singapore for christmas. thats my couz from hongkong. haven't seen him in 2 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtSDx3QBkI/AAAAAAAADfg/2e_4XTPo4qQ/s1600-h/PC260752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVtSDx3QBkI/AAAAAAAADfg/2e_4XTPo4qQ/s400/PC260752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285908812527568450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Visited the best place on earth again. Singapore zoo! and thats inuka, the awesome Polar Bear!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i'm his no.1 fan &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i actually met phua chu kang twice this year. so thats twice to the zoo, twice meeting gurmit singh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVyll63scVI/AAAAAAAADhY/4jx_VS9c224/s1600-h/Picture+231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVyll63scVI/AAAAAAAADhY/4jx_VS9c224/s400/Picture+231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286282133502718290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And after 2 years, we still stick together, somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy new year people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/17479245-3353926522840165058?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3353926522840165058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=3353926522840165058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3353926522840165058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3353926522840165058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/12/annual-highlights.html' title='Dawn Escapes.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SVylTsnrAwI/AAAAAAAADhQ/MIHB5haRBf8/s72-c/Picture+168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-5529224879145829197</id><published>2008-12-30T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:35:21.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention attention.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i haven't had time to blog much over the last two months but i must have my annual highlights post. so that is coming your way. soon. even if it takes another 2 months :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-5529224879145829197?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5529224879145829197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=5529224879145829197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5529224879145829197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5529224879145829197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/12/attention-attention.html' title='Attention attention.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-8134769873335972620</id><published>2008-12-25T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:17:27.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you hear what i hear?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;After two whole dying months of non-musically audible sound waves entering sam's ear canal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[besides the music in everything of course]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SAM AND HIS TUNES ARE BACK TOGETHER AGAIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;thank you so much Jesus and mommaaayyyy for the uber sexy mp3 which i have yet to name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;merry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;singapore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-8134769873335972620?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8134769873335972620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=8134769873335972620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8134769873335972620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8134769873335972620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-hear-what-i-hear.html' title='Do you hear what i hear?'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-2672702991463958559</id><published>2008-12-18T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:14:05.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chan ragh koon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm missing her and her country so much now. i badly want to go back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SUpn2U5NmOI/AAAAAAAADdI/LN8JfNU3ySU/s1600-h/PC100380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SUpn2U5NmOI/AAAAAAAADdI/LN8JfNU3ySU/s400/PC100380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281147696064600290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is mimi.&lt;/span&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/17479245-2672702991463958559?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2672702991463958559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=2672702991463958559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2672702991463958559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2672702991463958559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/12/chan-ragh-koon.html' title='Chan ragh koon.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SUpn2U5NmOI/AAAAAAAADdI/LN8JfNU3ySU/s72-c/PC100380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-6695807775335350762</id><published>2008-12-02T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T16:35:24.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Can Change The World.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-6695807775335350762?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6695807775335350762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=6695807775335350762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6695807775335350762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6695807775335350762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-can-change-world.html' title='We Can Change The World.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-6001628649881306819</id><published>2008-12-02T15:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T16:22:11.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So We Thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Our world is messed up. People giving their lives to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;money,fame,sex,drugs,careers,alchohol&lt;/span&gt;.Many think there is no way out. No where to go. Some even decide its not worth the effort.So they take away what was given to them, A wonderful life, full of potential joy and peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Over the years, i've realized the biggest answer.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; completes all, it cannot be replaced by anything, status nor recognition. but true sincere love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;What they say about the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;God-Shaped hole&lt;/span&gt; in all our hearts is unbelievably real. His love is the only thing that keeps us going. keeps us renewed and forever filled with joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You might think that all hope is lost. No, it is not. In our messed up life, Jesus is there, in between it all. We just have to focus our lives on Him. Ignore our twisted thoughts, our &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;perception of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;We were meant to live for so much more than we think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; It truly exceeds all that we can dream&lt;/span&gt;. Just that when we hit the intersection, we need to take the right road. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The road to life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And I'm praying that we will see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Something there in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Then and there that exceeds all we can dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And all these twisted thoughts I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt; there in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And all these twisted thoughts I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt; there in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/STToWDbndPI/AAAAAAAADdA/VWF-cJ5lcZ8/s1600-h/2805781236_22098e6a80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/STToWDbndPI/AAAAAAAADdA/VWF-cJ5lcZ8/s400/2805781236_22098e6a80.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275096529133597938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So I Thought - Flyleaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/17479245-6001628649881306819?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6001628649881306819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=6001628649881306819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6001628649881306819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6001628649881306819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-we-thought.html' title='So We Thought.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/STToWDbndPI/AAAAAAAADdA/VWF-cJ5lcZ8/s72-c/2805781236_22098e6a80.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-128761211649385169</id><published>2008-12-02T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T15:18:13.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Nam Yu Ti Nai.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Up to all the protesting riots, i'll be going tonight. and for the next 10 days. TTFN everybody!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;and happy counting down to christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/STTgemCii1I/AAAAAAAADc4/uzZnE95G2tQ/s1600-h/435550702_d1369a4924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/STTgemCii1I/AAAAAAAADc4/uzZnE95G2tQ/s400/435550702_d1369a4924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275087879769590610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-128761211649385169?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/128761211649385169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=128761211649385169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/128761211649385169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/128761211649385169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/12/hong-nam-yu-ti-nai.html' title='Hong Nam Yu Ti Nai.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/STTgemCii1I/AAAAAAAADc4/uzZnE95G2tQ/s72-c/435550702_d1369a4924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-8449557236677327673</id><published>2008-11-30T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:34:15.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deck my halls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Christmas is getting nearer and nearer! gosh, i really can't wait. now i'm just deciding whether i should stay in for christmas, or go down south to singapore. Usually i'd go church for christmas eve service and exchange presents. but now i takda family to go with cuz they're all in CCKL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/STKVUr4MqkI/AAAAAAAADcw/F_SmIDLOIUc/s1600-h/2091077820_4092bc2f62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/STKVUr4MqkI/AAAAAAAADcw/F_SmIDLOIUc/s400/2091077820_4092bc2f62.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274442296212630082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So yea, it would be nice to see this again. after a real long while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&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/17479245-8449557236677327673?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8449557236677327673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=8449557236677327673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8449557236677327673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8449557236677327673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/11/deck-my-halls.html' title='Deck my halls.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/STKVUr4MqkI/AAAAAAAADcw/F_SmIDLOIUc/s72-c/2091077820_4092bc2f62.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-57222932051740495</id><published>2008-11-26T12:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:31:21.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May Angels Lead You In.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If i were being totally honest, i would say i'm sooooo envious of those whom God gave the chance to see His angels or His home. and i've never understood why the opportunity is only given to some people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Just yesterday, someone told me she saw angels. that is freaaaaaking cool. As a kid, i've always wondered what angels look like. do they have a human face?how big are their wings?or do they even have wings. hahaha. basically i was comparing the concept to the drawings in the beginner's bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;As for myself, i reaaaallly want to go to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Just for a short visit, maybe a day or two. and hopefully would still have the will to come back to our messed up world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSzYVLSAD0I/AAAAAAAADcY/_d7lgwZK2Lw/s1600-h/2229825653_90048270d3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSzYVLSAD0I/AAAAAAAADcY/_d7lgwZK2Lw/s400/2229825653_90048270d3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272827122061152066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Almost there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;My sis found this girl online, she's an artist. a major prodigy. she said gets her inspirations from God. She's a miracle. i can't remember what her name was, or how to find her paintings, but when we were in kindergarten, struggling to draw a perfect sun, She was taking visits to heaven when she was what, 7? and she painted it. it is soooo beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Last year, i got the chance to see a small glimpse of how beautiful heaven would probably be. It was on the peak of mt. kinabalu, 545 in the morning. truly breath-taking. For all those who've heard my grandad story about my trip to kinabalu, this is why its such a big deal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSza7YLJTCI/AAAAAAAADco/xQnFRkGFNUY/s1600-h/n610230067_4521294_8675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSza7YLJTCI/AAAAAAAADco/xQnFRkGFNUY/s400/n610230067_4521294_8675.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272829977380342818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Donkey ears peak. i recommend everyone to see this at least once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Nevertheless, i still do believe the day will come when God will show me something cooler, hopefully, a trip to heaven. and a walk in the park with Him. maybe even dinner with Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;If not, i'll just wait to the end of my wonderful happy life to see it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Its worth the wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo credits to janielle beh and Eunice Peh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/17479245-57222932051740495?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/57222932051740495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=57222932051740495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/57222932051740495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/57222932051740495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/11/may-angels-lead-you-in.html' title='May Angels Lead You In.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSzYVLSAD0I/AAAAAAAADcY/_d7lgwZK2Lw/s72-c/2229825653_90048270d3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-4611478331346294444</id><published>2008-11-23T22:49:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:58:41.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This week the trend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;So why have I been so busy over the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;Have i started a new hobby?&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in my books?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having great fun with kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those who've never heard of VBS, its Vacation Bible School. that means, When the kids have school holidays, they come to one place for 3 days, and learn bout stuff in the bible. I went for it quite a few times when i was a kid. since i'm big big now, i'm the helper or teacher. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, i helped out in the VBS in USJ. i did blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl47U6LiLI/AAAAAAAADcQ/BFE3yjI3J_c/s1600-h/IMG_4320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl47U6LiLI/AAAAAAAADcQ/BFE3yjI3J_c/s400/IMG_4320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271877799434225842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was called bug safari.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl47RW-FWI/AAAAAAAADcI/YJLocXeU9cs/s1600-h/IMG_4626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl47RW-FWI/AAAAAAAADcI/YJLocXeU9cs/s400/IMG_4626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271877798481237346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl464vStcI/AAAAAAAADcA/dtLRG2c1yfo/s1600-h/IMG_4264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl464vStcI/AAAAAAAADcA/dtLRG2c1yfo/s400/IMG_4264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271877791872366018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And i had my favorites too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This year, Its called THE GENESIS ADVENTURE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We did pretty cool things for 'em kids. UV light presentations of the creations, drama's with freaking awesome effects, and puppetry .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Actually truth be told, i only wanted to show u guys the photos. hahahhaa, and my favorite for this year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ladies and gents, meet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSlzAPFS9YI/AAAAAAAADag/u24-4e9LWSo/s1600-h/PB220152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSlzAPFS9YI/AAAAAAAADag/u24-4e9LWSo/s400/PB220152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271871286699816322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joseph Yip and Brandon Goh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl1V2xhRXI/AAAAAAAADao/CUQwMbKj96k/s1600-h/PB220153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl1V2xhRXI/AAAAAAAADao/CUQwMbKj96k/s400/PB220153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271873857154794866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He's 7, and He's 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl1WZUppgI/AAAAAAAADaw/6ZE6DRX3nrM/s1600-h/PB220272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl1WZUppgI/AAAAAAAADaw/6ZE6DRX3nrM/s400/PB220272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271873866428950018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And thats his favorite key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl2AL4HDyI/AAAAAAAADa4/jyp7ZN1GcOA/s1600-h/PB220275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl2AL4HDyI/AAAAAAAADa4/jyp7ZN1GcOA/s400/PB220275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271874584374087458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And thats renee. the one who can drive now. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl4fPXPtII/AAAAAAAADb4/EOZXGRPzNVs/s1600-h/PB220267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl4fPXPtII/AAAAAAAADb4/EOZXGRPzNVs/s400/PB220267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271877316909184130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And this is GEN 2, the awesomest team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then came the shirt conteng part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl32EhghDI/AAAAAAAADbw/8Y8lXYJ6GpI/s1600-h/PB220343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl32EhghDI/AAAAAAAADbw/8Y8lXYJ6GpI/s400/PB220343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271876609624802354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl311bkEgI/AAAAAAAADbo/BjQU8aAXA7U/s1600-h/PB220339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl311bkEgI/AAAAAAAADbo/BjQU8aAXA7U/s400/PB220339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271876605573337602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl31Um2nXI/AAAAAAAADbg/nFdL9w2veQo/s1600-h/PB220338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl31Um2nXI/AAAAAAAADbg/nFdL9w2veQo/s400/PB220338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271876596762320242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl2wi7NgVI/AAAAAAAADbQ/BDMAi2cQub4/s1600-h/PB220315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl2wi7NgVI/AAAAAAAADbQ/BDMAi2cQub4/s400/PB220315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271875415194829138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And for all the Taman sea fellas, this is Shawna's sister,Shaina. hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl2xat_QOI/AAAAAAAADbY/d42yrQXh_Ao/s1600-h/PB220337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl2xat_QOI/AAAAAAAADbY/d42yrQXh_Ao/s400/PB220337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271875430171754722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And i also bumped into Soph, who so happened to be helping out. i haven't seen her in ages. or it sure does feel like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl2AblN_sI/AAAAAAAADbA/zokgz2I7myc/s1600-h/PB220309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl2AblN_sI/AAAAAAAADbA/zokgz2I7myc/s400/PB220309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271874588589817538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/17479245-4611478331346294444?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4611478331346294444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=4611478331346294444&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4611478331346294444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4611478331346294444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-week-trend.html' title='This week the trend.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSl47U6LiLI/AAAAAAAADcQ/BFE3yjI3J_c/s72-c/IMG_4320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-690518711575083982</id><published>2008-11-19T09:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:06:35.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Guide to marine life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSNztdi_URI/AAAAAAAADaY/w-CRVskvq9Q/s1600-h/2360527875_b28efbcd04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSNztdi_URI/AAAAAAAADaY/w-CRVskvq9Q/s400/2360527875_b28efbcd04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270183213816303890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lord, You are amazing. All that You've done, all You've created is truly indescribable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm gonna see that one day.&lt;/span&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/17479245-690518711575083982?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/690518711575083982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=690518711575083982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/690518711575083982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/690518711575083982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/11/guide-to-marine-life.html' title='A Guide to marine life.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SSNztdi_URI/AAAAAAAADaY/w-CRVskvq9Q/s72-c/2360527875_b28efbcd04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-5658315218820637372</id><published>2008-11-16T14:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:56:45.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy to my world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Christmas is here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Christmas, a time to celebrate life, a time to love, a time to remember Him who first loved us. This is no doubt the best holiday of the year. its even better than celebrating my own birthday. Christmas for me is a time to appreciate the ones u love, the ones you've been through thick and thin with. Most of all, its the celebration of the birth of my best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Today i got myself a Christmas present.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Relient K&lt;/span&gt;'s&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Let it snow baby... Let it reindeer&lt;/span&gt;. its my favourite Christmas album. the bestest in the wooorrrrllldddd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SR_OCvQmFAI/AAAAAAAADaQ/E05DSGwRTl4/s1600-h/let-it-snow-baby-let-it-reindeer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SR_OCvQmFAI/AAAAAAAADaQ/E05DSGwRTl4/s400/let-it-snow-baby-let-it-reindeer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269156635487900674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So how do i celebrate Christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;well first of all, the month usually starts off with mission trip. Imma going Thailand! wohoo! we're gonna build fish ponds, paint buildings, do a few mimes, clown, sing Christmas Carols. yeah, then when thats done, i've got youth camp. and the best part comes,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; RANGERS CAROLING&lt;/span&gt;! we're the best in the world i tell u. hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I like walking around shopping malls in the Christmas season. its the only time i love going to malls. Its always full of decorations and performances. i'll go to Ikea and have a few meatballs, read a book or two while again, listening to relient K's christmas album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When i'm bored at home, i'd go to&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;flickr&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; and search for Christmas photos. the ones i like, i save and blog it. hahaha. yea i know its pathetic, but we have no snow or much of christmas deco in our country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SR_KTVYbicI/AAAAAAAADaI/_zoOAYXWiEw/s1600-h/2081783987_81536901b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SR_KTVYbicI/AAAAAAAADaI/_zoOAYXWiEw/s400/2081783987_81536901b2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269152522552707522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Why do i like Christmas soooo verryyy much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Its soooo full of colour. compared to other celebrations. and to be honest, christmas carols sound so much better than &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"selamat hari raya&lt;/span&gt;" or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"tung tung tung chiang"&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know if its my imagination or what but, everyone seems to be a lot more cheery and smiley and full of life during the christmas season. so i love having small conversations with happy christmas people. hahaha. I also like cleaning up my room and decorating it with lights and stuff. this is all while relient K's album is playing in the background or ringing in my head of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SR_KSxSq_DI/AAAAAAAADaA/rP7iSSiUXQc/s1600-h/2101339371_a1e4f2860c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SR_KSxSq_DI/AAAAAAAADaA/rP7iSSiUXQc/s400/2101339371_a1e4f2860c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269152512864877618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So yeah, this is my first Christmas post. there will be more to come. haha. and for all those who want to get me a christmas present, A&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; switchfoot &lt;/span&gt;album would be muchhh appreciated. and for the more radical,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt; I NEED AN MP3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The weather is perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;for a sleigh ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;together with you.&lt;/span&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/17479245-5658315218820637372?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5658315218820637372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=5658315218820637372&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5658315218820637372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5658315218820637372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/11/joy-to-my-world.html' title='Joy to my world.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SR_OCvQmFAI/AAAAAAAADaQ/E05DSGwRTl4/s72-c/let-it-snow-baby-let-it-reindeer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-1259001447999267990</id><published>2008-11-15T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:04:53.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy is a yuppie word.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Guess what, as of today i'm gonna blog more happy thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Take a look on your right. the flashy movie thingy, yea, nuffnang checked out my blog, and decided it was emo, so they put a suitable ad for it. ahahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;have fun getting emotional support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and do click it, the more u click it, the more money i get, the more things i can get u guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hahahahahhaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-1259001447999267990?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/1259001447999267990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=1259001447999267990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/1259001447999267990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/1259001447999267990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-is-yuppie-word.html' title='Happy is a yuppie word.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-3229018164447718820</id><published>2008-11-11T20:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:30:30.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time &amp; Confusion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I remember myself just yesterday,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; small, naive, whinny, cry-baby, afraid of everything under the sun,doing stupid things like putting my head through staircase rails and getting stuck&lt;/span&gt;. and it was just yesterday. like how i remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today is today, a full 16 years later. still small but tall, still very naive *ting*, and seeing the world from a whole different perspective. my mom comes up to me once in a while saying &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"who'd have thought such a small fragile baby would grow up to be like this tall, lanky thing "&lt;/span&gt;. and i'd go&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; "yea mom, ok.&lt;/span&gt;". but she really sees it, because she watched me grow up.I'll probably understand one day when i get kids of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never really celebrated my birthday before. i remember i had a family party when i was std 2. no friends. and when i was form 2, i went for futsal with church friends. thats about it. this year, my new awesome bunch took me out for a full day and even paid for me. i was darnnnn happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thank you to :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SRl9tvP71PI/AAAAAAAADZw/tnIFee09vD4/s1600-h/n726876592_1160718_5094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SRl9tvP71PI/AAAAAAAADZw/tnIFee09vD4/s400/n726876592_1160718_5094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267379463917393138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dinesh for always being there for me when chinese people wanna beat the crap out of chindians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melvin for being the coolest and awesomest 16 year old keyboardist i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Jenn yee for flipping your hair and the cow. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol for finally layaning my humour and getting me the bottle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sun for being the only one that could understand my antics and play along with 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine for seeing the world like how i see it and being the happy cow and not to mention the entertainment. and for the bottle of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Melinda for letting me get first in class last year and for being my only motivation to study :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and though Sharma could not make it, thanks bro for small tamil lessons and for being the shahrukhkhan we all love. and thanks for the deepavali food too. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SRl9tnElQII/AAAAAAAADZo/yZD3kdM-PBY/s1600-h/n538088613_903338_8543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SRl9tnElQII/AAAAAAAADZo/yZD3kdM-PBY/s400/n538088613_903338_8543.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267379461722292354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;yilin, gosh, whats there to thank u for? hahaha.kidding. thanks for giving me good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;music once in a while and our conversations of dreams and goals. haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Shawna, thanks for a wonderful 4 years of small chitchats of everything and anything while ur free, and being ever so thoughtful when i needed someone to talk to :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Ivan for being my motivation to practice my guitar and buy one, for being my arsenal buddy, and the brother that i never had.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Andrew paul, for being the jack i could laugh at when we were 10 in sunday school. and still being the jack i can laugh at and with now. haha. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Huiying, for the ups and downs, and the lessons we've learned from annoying the crap out of each other.i really do appreciate it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;and the biggest thank You to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, for being my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;life saver, my redeemer, my healer, my counselor, and most of all my best friend&lt;/span&gt;. thank You for making me who i am today. its been one heck of a journey so far, lets continue it with many adventures for the years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SRmHWvjcRgI/AAAAAAAADZ4/wXIzHI96BKg/s1600-h/IMG_9338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SRmHWvjcRgI/AAAAAAAADZ4/wXIzHI96BKg/s400/IMG_9338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267390063978497538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i can pump petrol legally now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&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/17479245-3229018164447718820?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3229018164447718820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=3229018164447718820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3229018164447718820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3229018164447718820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-confusion.html' title='Time &amp; Confusion.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SRl9tvP71PI/AAAAAAAADZw/tnIFee09vD4/s72-c/n726876592_1160718_5094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-955022093648456215</id><published>2008-11-05T15:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:59:36.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skeptics &amp; true believers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OK so today is part of history. 20 years from now, when our kids are learning history in school, they'd read "Obama was the first black president". and of course, we'd feel darn old. haha, but that's beside the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm pretty darn happy he won. i think many new things are gonna take place. i don't know exactly what his plans are for the nation or basically the whole world since America controls everything, but its nice to see change once in a while since all my life, bush was the big kahuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently there are a number of repercussions in the democratic party winning. stuff like gay marriages and rights to abortion are given. it would have been better if obama was from the republican party. its just that mccain doesn't sound all that great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty sad how we would never know a leader's real character untill he/she comes into power, which is pretty much too late. this reminds me of what anwar is doing. based on his history, no one should be trusting him. but its the only hope we've got now. who knows? maybe when he comes into power, he's gonna kick all of us back to china, or for chindians, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;INTO HALF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my 10 cents worth on the whole matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;thank you and don't forget to tip your waiters on the way out :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SRFJZ6fkIhI/AAAAAAAADZY/WxWJag1_SD8/s1600-h/obama-for-change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 334px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SRFJZ6fkIhI/AAAAAAAADZY/WxWJag1_SD8/s400/obama-for-change.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265070148920025618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-955022093648456215?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/955022093648456215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=955022093648456215&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/955022093648456215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/955022093648456215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/11/skeptics-true-believers.html' title='Skeptics &amp; true believers.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SRFJZ6fkIhI/AAAAAAAADZY/WxWJag1_SD8/s72-c/obama-for-change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-3146567656618511549</id><published>2008-10-29T00:41:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T15:34:53.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tummy Tales.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;The aroma, the colours, the taste and texture, the culture, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dancing around the coconut tree.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ahhh, its all part of the diwali experience.3 years its been, since i last visited a house. 3 years since i last had good home cooked indian tastes. 3 years since&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;[k i almost wrote "danced around a coconut tree"]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i've celebrated the fact that&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; hindu punjab&lt;/span&gt; blood runs in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Breakthrough, at last! i've made two new indian friends this year which are part of my far from perfect class. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Carol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sharma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, congradulations, your on Sam's blog! ahahahahaha. To be honest, its much comfortable shoptalking with these two rather than a whole herd of whitechinese speaking folk. and at times like so, i have to say&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; i'm pretty glad that you both, carol and sharma, don't converse in tamil :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lets go back to the only way my immediate family celebrates deepavali. what normally happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before the big celebration,mom and i take the LRT into town, stop at masjid jamek, walk to a shop called&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; jaihin&lt;/span&gt;,which probably means &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;make u fat&lt;/span&gt; in hindi .But the shop mass produces sweets every year. and they have darn good chapati. So before making our heavenly purchases, we sit down to some tea and chapati. Then we go home, and the next day we makan our sweets puas puas. Sometimes my mom would buy back some good north indian food. but thats rare of course, considering our busy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why don't i celebrate deepavali&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;easy. My family got no friends wun, so i have to rely on any God given friend there is. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharma Saravanan Pillai aka &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shahrukh khan&lt;/span&gt; invited me to his open house and of course the rest of the class too. Carol Ann Clemet aka&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; bebnaknaikmotobeb &lt;/span&gt;suggested we go to sasvin's, for breakfast before heading over to sharma's for lunch. Sasvin served us cookies,sweets and on the breakfast table, was curry and rendang and idli and putumayam and quail's egg and gawd, it was daaaamnnnn goooodddd. while digesting, we shoptalk summore. [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;yes i like using that word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]. and after a couple of hours, we headed to shahrukhkhan's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My word, what a difference in class. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sharma &lt;/span&gt;greeted us in his traditional wear [and i imagined him saying &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"marishga hargitay, i am his holiness, the gurupitka&lt;/span&gt;] and led us into his palace of golden horses. Sharma's mommah served us&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; killer hot prawns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i died on that one. haha, but everything else was&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; woooookaaaayyy *shakes head with thumbs up*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SQdDjZXAXhI/AAAAAAAADZA/qTfgCmI6yHA/s1600-h/Diwali08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SQdDjZXAXhI/AAAAAAAADZA/qTfgCmI6yHA/s400/Diwali08+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262248964987575826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;It might be considered normal for anyone in malaysia to visit visit, but this is a real treat. Sometimes i do wonder what our country would be if it wasn't multi-racial. already spending 30 minutes surrounded by chinese peeps feels weird. i do like my other 3/4 of my blood, dont get me wrong. i mean, its the more hardworking side of my blood. ahahahaha. its just that the indian culture, be it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;north,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;south,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;ceylonese&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;malayalam&lt;/span&gt; is rather fascinating as compared to painting big chinese words, wearing red red red and lion dancing[k maybe lion dancing is cool]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I sure did enjoy myself this deepavali. even if it only lasted 7 hours for me. i'll be squinting my eyes, preparing my tummy and looking forward to what next year's deepavali has in store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SQheSQqPnCI/AAAAAAAADZQ/kvcTYeke138/s1600-h/1906365318_6f3c376819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SQheSQqPnCI/AAAAAAAADZQ/kvcTYeke138/s400/1906365318_6f3c376819.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262559832385231906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;to all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;even though i'm almost a week late :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/17479245-3146567656618511549?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3146567656618511549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=3146567656618511549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3146567656618511549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3146567656618511549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/10/tummy-tales.html' title='Tummy Tales.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SQdDjZXAXhI/AAAAAAAADZA/qTfgCmI6yHA/s72-c/Diwali08+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-5993023377076894596</id><published>2008-10-07T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:17:51.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boomin' out the stereo system.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For all those who are in dire need of a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;powerpacked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; saturday this week, or just in a huge rocking mood or just plain nothing to do, Come and find out what this is all about&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SOtgQsPiMwI/AAAAAAAACWU/CInTnM1AarQ/s1600-h/the-project-shout2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SOtgQsPiMwI/AAAAAAAACWU/CInTnM1AarQ/s400/the-project-shout2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254399230128304898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;www.theproject.cckl.com.my&lt;/span&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/17479245-5993023377076894596?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5993023377076894596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=5993023377076894596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5993023377076894596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5993023377076894596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/10/boomin-out-stereo-system.html' title='Boomin&apos; out the stereo system.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SOtgQsPiMwI/AAAAAAAACWU/CInTnM1AarQ/s72-c/the-project-shout2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-3339089680805966854</id><published>2008-09-29T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:23:08.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music sounds better with you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;There are times when i close my eyes and listen to whats going on around me, trying to find the music in the noise and the peace in the ruckus. Its just a way of clearing my mind and appreciating the good things in life in the midst of bad moments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;An eleven year old boy did that too, and he changed the lives of many, including his. His name was August Rush. He listened to the music in his surroundings, and he put his family back together. i was totally lost for words when i watched this movie because it told the world what music really is; all around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SODbmFnvZ-I/AAAAAAAACWM/3ZNXyl3I_Jg/s1600-h/august_rush03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SODbmFnvZ-I/AAAAAAAACWM/3ZNXyl3I_Jg/s400/august_rush03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251438612904372194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;What saddens me is that only some people see that. only some people can hear. and out of the some people, only a few appreciate it. When August told everyone that he was planning to find his parents by listening to them through music, everyone definitely thought he was nuts. This part unfortunately, isn't fiction. I read the reviews on this movie and sadly, the movie only scored 38 out of 100. Its not for everyone. To those who hear the music, people think they are nuts. but the truth is, those who can hear, find their destiny like how August found his family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"what's the thing u want most in this world?&lt;/span&gt;", asked wizard. August closed his eyes and thought for a moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;        &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"To be found"&lt;/span&gt;, he replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SODbmGh28bI/AAAAAAAACWE/0iUTlP8R6zY/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SODbmGh28bI/AAAAAAAACWE/0iUTlP8R6zY/s400/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251438613148135858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I have to mention, u don't have to be a musician to hear the music, u don't have to have special ears,but u need a heart that is open. Music is in the things that u love. Be it Cooking, Football, Chemistry, Painting, Writing, and the list goes on. Isn't it a wonder why so many people compare their love for something, to music? i do that too. when Eboue Crosses the ball to Fabregas, who heads the ball into the top corner, its music to me. When Jamie Oliver drizzles his meat with Lemon juice, its music to me. When Tony Hawk approaches the lip of the vert ramp and goes aerial spinning a 900, and landing safely on his skateboard, its music to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;August Rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is an inspiration. for a point in time, i was not quite sure if people could hear and see things like how i see and hear them. now i know, there are people who see like me, who hear the music all around us. who open up their hearts to listen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;If u love something enough for it to be compared to music, this movie will be your lamp of hope for years to come as will it be mine.&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/17479245-3339089680805966854?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3339089680805966854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=3339089680805966854&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3339089680805966854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3339089680805966854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/09/music-sounds-better-with-you.html' title='Music sounds better with you.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SODbmFnvZ-I/AAAAAAAACWM/3ZNXyl3I_Jg/s72-c/august_rush03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-4175366265158591295</id><published>2008-09-22T18:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:59:46.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His faithfulness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Over the weekend, Selangor#7 went to Bukit Cahaya to celebrate 20 years of existence! we had an overnight camp with an awesome council fire that had an amazing more or less 150 person turn up.now thats a big council fire. and its also our first,using electricity. haha yeap, slideshows,projectors, Speakers,Mics, Spotlights, u name it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;According to ps henry, one of our Menteri said &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Royal Rangers &lt;/span&gt;is the longest lasting, most succesful youth program in our nation. i couldn't agree more. I've been in rangers for about 9 years now, and i've grown a lot in this ministry. I would say that it's made me who i am today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SNdwUfdoTsI/AAAAAAAACVs/m9D-OBpbCIc/s1600-h/img006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SNdwUfdoTsI/AAAAAAAACVs/m9D-OBpbCIc/s400/img006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248787388069072578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Selangor 7's 11th anniversary in 1999.that small boy in red is me, receiving my 2nd merit in rangers. the man giving it to me is Pastor Henry, the dude that started rangers in our country. [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;2 days ago, i received a medal from the same dude, only this time, we were eye leveled. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Rangers has this thing called the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Four Gold Points&lt;/span&gt;, or four ways a person grows,which is physically,mentally,spiritually and socially. Ps mike was just telling us how he grew these four ways. Then it suddenly hit me how i too grew the same ways..looking back at all the photos from 20 years ago in our mini museum at camp, it was truly indescribable. this is a testimony of God's faithfulness to this ministry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SNdy5zCsisI/AAAAAAAACV8/xmSORvjS2mY/s1600-h/sisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SNdy5zCsisI/AAAAAAAACV8/xmSORvjS2mY/s400/sisters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248790228003228354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;My sisters and I, after 9 years. Sarah and Zoe recently left rangers this year. Sarah has been in rangers for 11 years and Zoe, 9 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Your love reaches to the heavens&lt;br /&gt;Your faithfulness&lt;br /&gt;to the skies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SNdu0s9HaNI/AAAAAAAACU8/364qbhwCotg/s1600-h/img007.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-4175366265158591295?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4175366265158591295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=4175366265158591295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4175366265158591295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4175366265158591295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/09/his-faithfulness.html' title='His faithfulness...'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SNdwUfdoTsI/AAAAAAAACVs/m9D-OBpbCIc/s72-c/img006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-4348212584571937121</id><published>2008-09-19T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T11:56:21.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth after a lie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SNMhm5Qhh2I/AAAAAAAACU0/9n1ZGE8XQh4/s1600-h/2710566743_fde6ed4375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SNMhm5Qhh2I/AAAAAAAACU0/9n1ZGE8XQh4/s320/2710566743_fde6ed4375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247574942905632610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;a 77 year old man once said : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"there is no greater wealth, than health"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;In that case, i wouldn't consider myself rich at all. i developed a spasmic freaky lump in my throat making it hard for me to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;breathe,eat,swallow and even TALK&lt;/span&gt;. and it really suckssss big time. i haven't been to school in a week or so. [to a certain extent, that isn't a great thing. haha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;I realize i'm prone to all sorts of sicknesses and injuries. On any normal day i'd fight it out. but this one is a really bummer. i mean,c'mon, i freaking need to breathe and talk la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;All i can do now is hang on to hope of a recovery that is almost guranteed to be given by Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;and for that, Thank You Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-4348212584571937121?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4348212584571937121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=4348212584571937121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4348212584571937121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4348212584571937121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/09/truth-after-lie.html' title='The truth after a lie.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SNMhm5Qhh2I/AAAAAAAACU0/9n1ZGE8XQh4/s72-c/2710566743_fde6ed4375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-6382431396074073554</id><published>2008-09-14T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T18:22:02.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Let This Go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm falling apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm barely breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;with a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;that's still bleeding in the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;there is healing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;in Your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I find meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;So i'm still barely holding on to You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There are times where i still find myself stuck, barely breathing. but i will never regret my decision to hold on to the closest comfort that anyone could ever have. He is who i find peace and rest in. He is my best friend. He died for me, and there's no greater love than for one to lay down his life for another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Above all, He's my God and i know that He's my healer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nothing is impossible for Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I could sing of His love forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SMzk0mr9rAI/AAAAAAAACUk/TJXETy-aDEs/s1600-h/2636782662_ec5411df4b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SMzk0mr9rAI/AAAAAAAACUk/TJXETy-aDEs/s400/2636782662_ec5411df4b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245819258369059842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifehouse - Broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/17479245-6382431396074073554?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6382431396074073554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=6382431396074073554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6382431396074073554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6382431396074073554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/09/never-let-this-go.html' title='Never Let This Go.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SMzk0mr9rAI/AAAAAAAACUk/TJXETy-aDEs/s72-c/2636782662_ec5411df4b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-7124165888478553550</id><published>2008-09-13T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T11:19:52.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Elephant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SMswK-Kx09I/AAAAAAAACUc/yxIJ3apmrQc/s1600-h/IMG_6832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SMswK-Kx09I/AAAAAAAACUc/yxIJ3apmrQc/s400/IMG_6832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245339156048106450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ladies and Gents, we have another adult in the family. Sarah Lim Shu Yi has just turned 21! My God, that is freaking old. now all she needs is a man. ahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&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/17479245-7124165888478553550?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/7124165888478553550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=7124165888478553550&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/7124165888478553550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/7124165888478553550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/09/old-elephant.html' title='Old Elephant.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SMswK-Kx09I/AAAAAAAACUc/yxIJ3apmrQc/s72-c/IMG_6832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-5536304983416151469</id><published>2008-08-30T12:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T14:43:07.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Fortnight show.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Soooo, what have i been up to over the past two weeks? well i took a pretty much useless trip down to singapore. walked around the usual spots, walked all the way to the esplanade in hope of a music fest only to find out baybeats is only in 2 weeks time. i did meet up with an awesome damn cool only chindian dude to be found in singapore,Phil Chin, who i met at camporama middle of this year. we walked around a bit and watched LOVE GURU. stupid show. hahaha. oh but i did get an awesome pair of earphones. its 70 bucks but, it was all worth it. the sound is awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and, my grandma's new hse in singapore is at a perfect location. two bus stops from junction8 shopping mall,MRT,and Bus terminal. Right above a whole bunch of hawkers, mamaks, and markets. a few stops from bishan community centre. and get this, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a five minute walk from the track and field and football stadium for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;YOUTH OLYMPICS 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. so yeah, Bishan rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Few days later we had our Expedition Slumber Night. went rock climbing at camp5, and ps2-ed and pool-ed the rest of the night at Goh's hse. the next day we took a trip to kuala selangor to see some mammals, but all we got was a bird, a mudskipper, a few lizards, tiger scratched marks on a tree, crabs, and a rock that we all imagined was an alligator. and then, i broke my flops for the 6th time. but after that, we had pretty good seafood over sungai selangor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SLjLC7k4fXI/AAAAAAAACUU/nTn9fMVjBpg/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SLjLC7k4fXI/AAAAAAAACUU/nTn9fMVjBpg/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240161417658137970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;While all that was happening, DENISE CHAN, a chick i met randomly in akarkarya a year ago who i bumped into at mtv auditions who also made it to MAA and had an awesome night, the same as i did, FREAKING WON THE AVRIL WANNABE CONTEST. crap. 3000 cash, a squier telecaster, and meet and greet passes to avril's concert. so there u have it. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SLjKsS8YfrI/AAAAAAAACUM/AkxtktaYK3M/s1600-h/n619201583_1313313_2688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SLjKsS8YfrI/AAAAAAAACUM/AkxtktaYK3M/s400/n619201583_1313313_2688.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240161028793728690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Then last night, i decided to go all the way to Putrajaya to catch the Grand finale of the international fireworks competition. went with my mom and my younger sis. the whole show only lasted for half an hour, so that sucked. but it was pretty nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SLjKPNqd2vI/AAAAAAAACUE/I6t_srM0mr4/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SLjKPNqd2vI/AAAAAAAACUE/I6t_srM0mr4/s400/Picture+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240160529160198898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;and there u have it, a fortnight of a few events.tu-raaaa.&lt;/span&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/17479245-5536304983416151469?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5536304983416151469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=5536304983416151469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5536304983416151469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5536304983416151469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/08/welcome-to-fortnight-show.html' title='Welcome to the Fortnight show.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SLjLC7k4fXI/AAAAAAAACUU/nTn9fMVjBpg/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-2195798823103767446</id><published>2008-08-15T16:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T16:29:58.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Borders</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zlfKdbWwruY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zlfKdbWwruY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;this dude quit his job to travel the world. i want a life like that&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; and he even has his own victory dance. ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-2195798823103767446?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2195798823103767446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=2195798823103767446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2195798823103767446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2195798823103767446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-borders.html' title='No Borders'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-6045731762157809753</id><published>2008-08-06T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T17:31:00.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets get teen hearts beating faster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Now it is time for another music update. last i checked, my favourite band list has been &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Switchfoot,Relient K, Anberlin, Paramore, Fall Out Boy&lt;/span&gt;, and the ever so awesome&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 30seconds to mars&lt;/span&gt;. but just a few days ago, i've added a few moree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJlnm124mFI/AAAAAAAACTc/Cuqt5UHfhFw/s1600-h/l10638675398_5723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJlnm124mFI/AAAAAAAACTc/Cuqt5UHfhFw/s400/l10638675398_5723.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231326359157512274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ladies and gentlemen,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;The Script&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt; This irish band hailing from.. well, ireland has incredible lyrics that bring meaning to life. this is added with awesome music, a kind of band R&amp;amp;B with rap.and not to mention, their lead singer's voice is freaking awesome. they only have one EP and a few recorded songs. but they're reaaaallly awesome. and extra points for them being unmistakably incredible, live at MAA. they made the cut. Congradulations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJlnm4L8qII/AAAAAAAACTU/lzQ5Q8Kmlrg/s1600-h/Falling%2BUp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJlnm4L8qII/AAAAAAAACTU/lzQ5Q8Kmlrg/s400/Falling%2BUp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231326359782729858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;and then there's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; falling up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Christian rock band from US. when i first heard them i thought, great sound. till i checked out their old albums. shiiittt, freaking awesome. being a christian band, they most definitly have a message in their lyrics. but their music is out of this world. its funk,R&amp;amp;B,rock,alternative and even some techno all combined into one. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOW COOL IS THAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJlnmzsVDVI/AAAAAAAACTk/KEHxDrOiexI/s1600-h/mutemath-tvhead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJlnmzsVDVI/AAAAAAAACTk/KEHxDrOiexI/s400/mutemath-tvhead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231326358576368978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cool enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Mute Math.&lt;/span&gt; anything with the word math in it, i've never liked, untill now. i discovered them through Transformers Soundtrack,where they did an amazing remix of the transformers theme song.so that gave me a good enough excuse to go explore their other music. but ares was being an ass, so i had to wait a while. this band is almost like falling up,except they have awesome vocals,an incredible drummer, and&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; THEY ARE DAMN CHUN LIVE&lt;/span&gt;. seriously, check them out. and they're christian too. so thats awesome music,awesome lyrics,and amazing live performance.and for me, a good live performance is much additional points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJlnnEMhRiI/AAAAAAAACTs/c7TN98FTFwk/s1600-h/panic-at-the-disco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJlnnEMhRiI/AAAAAAAACTs/c7TN98FTFwk/s400/panic-at-the-disco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231326363006354978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Panic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, u unfortunately didn't make the cut. u guys were no doubt awesome at MAA and ur music is definitly one of a kind and ur circus live shows are daaaammnnn cool. but in chasing the dream of being different from other people, ur lyrics just don't mean nothing. haha, sad to say. but yeaaahhh thats a big part of how good a band is. so i'd confirm go for ur shows and mosh,dance,go crazzzyyy.but i don't know whatheheck i'm singing. hahaha. but keep it up, someday u'd make it into my list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;But nine in the afternoon, is niceeee. its a happy song for happy people,where it's nine in the afternoon, and our eyes are the size of the moon. and we're feeling so good just the way that we should :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MTV asia awards post will come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; as soon as i get all the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;promise wan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/17479245-6045731762157809753?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6045731762157809753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=6045731762157809753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6045731762157809753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6045731762157809753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/08/lets-get-teen-hearts-beating-faster.html' title='Lets get teen hearts beating faster.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJlnm124mFI/AAAAAAAACTc/Cuqt5UHfhFw/s72-c/l10638675398_5723.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-6917439431537555659</id><published>2008-08-01T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:20.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;These two weeks have been incredibly loooongg i tellsss uuu. but the wait is finally over, and the checklist is complete. MTV Asia Awards is in 24 hours timeee!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJLpCIeBveI/AAAAAAAACTM/OQyXcVaH4vE/s1600-h/2632371906_9b8f7133e7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJLpCIeBveI/AAAAAAAACTM/OQyXcVaH4vE/s400/2632371906_9b8f7133e7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229498340173004258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Houston, we are good to go!&lt;/span&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/17479245-6917439431537555659?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6917439431537555659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=6917439431537555659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6917439431537555659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6917439431537555659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/08/whee.html' title='Whee!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJLpCIeBveI/AAAAAAAACTM/OQyXcVaH4vE/s72-c/2632371906_9b8f7133e7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-5727997914043498636</id><published>2008-07-31T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:21.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goaaaallll!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Watching a ball being tossed about on tv with 22 men chasing it has always been entertaining for me. well entertaining enough for me to start yelling at the screen, that is. but i've never actually been in the tv, in other words, the real atmosphere of the game. just never crossed my mind to buy a ticket to a football match. So when&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chelsea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came, i took the opportunity to breathe in the giler bola air. fortunately enough, i had a sausage company to fest with at the match[ahahaha]. and we even bumped into klanggg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJHgg3hsnKI/AAAAAAAACTE/J_VAkWnE_-Y/s1600-h/IMG_0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJHgg3hsnKI/AAAAAAAACTE/J_VAkWnE_-Y/s400/IMG_0805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229207497619578018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shah alam in all its "glory"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;As for the match itself, it was pretty darn disappointing.i paid 53 bucks to watch one of the greatest football clubs in the world, kick around a ball. and the game was slowwww. but i have to say, although malaysia didn't really have a plan other than&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt; DEFEND LIKE MAD&lt;/span&gt;, they didn't a pretty impressive job. a few opportunities were created, and many shots amazingly saved by our star keeper. I went to this game neutral. but a few minutes later, my patriotism spirit started kicking in or, i just when football crazy, we all did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJHggaAgkwI/AAAAAAAACS8/hRSnqXnhG-g/s1600-h/IMG_0842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJHggaAgkwI/AAAAAAAACS8/hRSnqXnhG-g/s400/IMG_0842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229207489695748866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Check out the blue sea behind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;when the first goal was scored by chelsea, i got the shock of my life. the stadium went nuts, and i mean &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;HAPPY NUTS&lt;/span&gt;. babi, they were all friggin supporting chelsea&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. WHATHECRAP!.&lt;/span&gt; it must be sucky for the malaysian team to play against a world class team, but even suckier to watch their own blood turn against them[darn drama kan?]. its just not done i tell u. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Patah Kaki dia&lt;/span&gt;!!" yelled yu tjin. "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;tolak depannnn!!&lt;/span&gt;" yelled yen. and manesh was the funniest.. "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;apalu buatt?! kasi dia nangis mintak nenek dia! adik saya pun boleh buat!&lt;/span&gt;" i'd say we were all insane. INSANE. and we tried raising a chorus of malaysia spirit with Ol'e Ol'e Ol'e, but malay buggers all seemed more interested in watching chelsea bring malaysia to their knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;and before we knew it, the match was over. and we were caught in a jam outside the stadium for the next two hours. baaaaabi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJHgfhQyxpI/AAAAAAAACS0/ksfP7fNMdPk/s1600-h/IMG_0844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJHgfhQyxpI/AAAAAAAACS0/ksfP7fNMdPk/s400/IMG_0844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229207474463229586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malaysia boleh!&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:78%;" &gt;mati&lt;/span&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/17479245-5727997914043498636?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5727997914043498636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=5727997914043498636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5727997914043498636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5727997914043498636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/07/goaaaallll.html' title='Goaaaallll!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SJHgg3hsnKI/AAAAAAAACTE/J_VAkWnE_-Y/s72-c/IMG_0805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-4420794558020842416</id><published>2008-07-28T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:21.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh! my eyes!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Tan yilin and i probably have the most complicated relationship. she's an ass to me, and i'm an ass to her. but at the end of the day, we still get along pretty well. especially when both her and i share the common interest of music. and also that we so happen to be in the same circle of friends. hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So anyway,without further or do, i once again wish u,tanyilin, a very merry sixteenth. may ur days be merry. and good luck finding a husband. ahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SI2w5NcClnI/AAAAAAAACSs/HdxCA1zO-ZQ/s1600-h/P3080090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SI2w5NcClnI/AAAAAAAACSs/HdxCA1zO-ZQ/s400/P3080090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228029239353316978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ngekkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5 days more to mtv!&lt;/span&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/17479245-4420794558020842416?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4420794558020842416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=4420794558020842416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4420794558020842416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4420794558020842416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahhh-my-eyes.html' title='Ahhh! my eyes!!!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SI2w5NcClnI/AAAAAAAACSs/HdxCA1zO-ZQ/s72-c/P3080090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-4372623151305979765</id><published>2008-07-26T10:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:22.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More than a good movie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;My fingers have been itching, my brain spinning, my thoughts distracted. i've been waiting to blog about this one. wednesday night, i finally watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;. i went into the cinemas thinking "oh,this is gonna be so cool, watching a dude in a bat costume running around at night beating up bad guys". but halfway through the movie, it became more than just a cool movie. it got me thinking,and thinking,and thinking.  after it ended , i  was just stoned in my seat.  to describe how i felt after the show ended would be impossible. i had &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;mixed emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It was half,the story and half, the characters that really got me thinking. there were so many elements to the story and characters that draw questions about life,about chaos,about evil and about patriotism. Batman or bruce wayne is a character i really respect. its amazing how he just gave up his identity and the reputation he's built for himself all the whole time as batman just so his city would have hope of being free of corruption.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; WHOTHEHECK WOULD DO THAT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Then there is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The joker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. heck, he was the most amazing character in the movie. heath ledger nailed it 300%. Since young, i've always hated the joker, partly because i hated clowns but it was more the character's personality and the twist in his mind. freaked me out like hell and it still does. to think that every step of the way in his ultimate goal of bringing down Gotham city and to see the world burn and turn against each other, it wasn't plan at all. he went with the flow.and how he brought the citizens in to destroy each other on the ferry was another example of how chaotic he wanted things to be. its not like the joker has any superpowers like all other comic book villains,his mind is a superpower altogether already. for those who have watched the movie already, u'd remember that batman and the detective said the joker almost won the game of destroying the hopes of gotham city becoming a corruption less city. thats right, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE ALMOST WON&lt;/span&gt;. he alone went against a whole army of swat teams, police, politicians and even batman and almost succeeded if batman didn't give up his identity to cover Harvey dent's reputation. The joker can go down in the books as the most evil villain ever existed in the history of comics. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;a single twisted mind, can bring a whole city to its knees&lt;/span&gt;. think about that for a second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;As his time drew nearer to the end, the joker made sure he continued his game with harvey dent. he planned to kill the hero in harvey dent and bring out the monster within. there is nothing more sad then seeing a hero fall. and what they said in the movie is true. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;ecome too much of a hero, u turn into a villain&lt;/span&gt;. thats also one of the reasons why batman gave up his identity. he knew his time would be over soon, and hoped that harvey would continue his legacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;It was all these elements of the story that have been spinning in my head for the past few days. i'm definitely gonna watch this a second time to understand the story more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Now, about&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; heath ledger&lt;/span&gt;. we all know about his unfortunate death and his apparent cause of death which is accidental overdose on drugs or accidental prescription of drug dosage. but i think what really killed him is something extremely sad that had its advantages in the movie. I think its &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;the joker that killed heath ledger&lt;/span&gt;. how, u ask? remember how evil the jokers character is? the only way heath ledger could have did an incredible job as the joker is because he made himself the joker.he got himself into the joker's character. in one of his interviews, he's said that even on off days, he'd go to the set and become the joker. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;his fictional character was taking over him.&lt;/span&gt; and it took a toll on his sleep and thoughts. that is why he dosed himself with too much sleeping pills. in other words,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; his death was unintentional suicide&lt;/span&gt;. this makes me hate and be awed at the joker's character even more. this whole theory may sound ridiculous, but its definitely possible. and scary too. its really darn sad. its almost like saying he gave up his life for his career and to do a story that would impact the lives of people all over the world like me. now that is sacrifice. and for that i give my utmost respect to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Mr. Heath Andrew Ledger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for doing a superb job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SIqLsIpZyQI/AAAAAAAACSk/JPOMd1OsOrI/s1600-h/328993_heath_ledger_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SIqLsIpZyQI/AAAAAAAACSk/JPOMd1OsOrI/s400/328993_heath_ledger_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227143907868526850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;He's a legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;we need more movies like these nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&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/17479245-4372623151305979765?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4372623151305979765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=4372623151305979765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4372623151305979765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4372623151305979765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-than-good-movie.html' title='More than a good movie.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SIqLsIpZyQI/AAAAAAAACSk/JPOMd1OsOrI/s72-c/328993_heath_ledger_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-6886449019646682663</id><published>2008-07-21T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:22.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the day started good, it ended awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;know what?i'm too lazy to blog about everything that happened on saturday. all i know is my group got almost last for treasure quest and the rest, u can go to yilin's bloggie. she's got everything there. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SISL6Fj8DHI/AAAAAAAACSc/bQKRp3lh2_A/s1600-h/P7190129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SISL6Fj8DHI/AAAAAAAACSc/bQKRp3lh2_A/s400/P7190129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225455297698204786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the minute we went crazy. &lt;/span&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/17479245-6886449019646682663?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6886449019646682663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=6886449019646682663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6886449019646682663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/6886449019646682663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-started-good-it-ended-good.html' title='the day started good, it ended awesome.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SISL6Fj8DHI/AAAAAAAACSc/bQKRp3lh2_A/s72-c/P7190129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-8504171634799270543</id><published>2008-07-20T14:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T14:54:06.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>headbanging hangover.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;and they moshed, and flung their limbs in all directions, and were nearly the biggest jacks around.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;but it friggin paid off because..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;WE'RE GOING FOR MTV ASIA AWARDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;more to come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&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/17479245-8504171634799270543?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8504171634799270543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=8504171634799270543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8504171634799270543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8504171634799270543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/07/headbanging-hangover.html' title='headbanging hangover.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-9127688294747642338</id><published>2008-07-18T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:41:14.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pots of Gold.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;tommorow's showdown :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I ARE BANANA&lt;/span&gt; vs. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;RUBBER DUCKY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;smuckies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-9127688294747642338?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/9127688294747642338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=9127688294747642338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/9127688294747642338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/9127688294747642338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/07/pots-of-gold.html' title='Pots of Gold.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-3196623043543008190</id><published>2008-07-18T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:22.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow dancing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;attention rockers who are getting tired of rocking all the time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;go check out&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; athlete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; yes its a band with awesome quiet music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SIBrGsNYMaI/AAAAAAAACSU/ObO7jra8uus/s1600-h/athlete2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SIBrGsNYMaI/AAAAAAAACSU/ObO7jra8uus/s400/athlete2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224293330440434082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-3196623043543008190?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3196623043543008190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=3196623043543008190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3196623043543008190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3196623043543008190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/07/slow-dancing.html' title='Slow dancing.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SIBrGsNYMaI/AAAAAAAACSU/ObO7jra8uus/s72-c/athlete2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-990227165683216976</id><published>2008-07-09T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:22.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always a first...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Its been a while since I've had two days of&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; total infinite freedom&lt;/span&gt;. my dad is in India, Sarah's in Bali, mom and Zoe are in Singapore and i, have a date with my sexay comp. and some books of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To kick start this very appreciated privilege of mine, i decided to watch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Mukhsin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; local film with very good reviews. turned out to be pretty awesome. darn cute. and darn funny too. its a good story with impressive cinematography considering they shot everything in a span of only 12 days. these are the things we can be proud of Malaysia for. next up, I'm gonna check out &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Sepi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SHR3ldQW0bI/AAAAAAAACSM/MSSbNmS80Kg/s1600-h/GV_Mukhsin-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SHR3ldQW0bI/AAAAAAAACSM/MSSbNmS80Kg/s400/GV_Mukhsin-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220929353421345202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-990227165683216976?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/990227165683216976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=990227165683216976&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/990227165683216976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/990227165683216976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/07/always-first.html' title='Always a first...'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SHR3ldQW0bI/AAAAAAAACSM/MSSbNmS80Kg/s72-c/GV_Mukhsin-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-7235932857636093970</id><published>2008-07-02T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:23.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SGukMQBZm1I/AAAAAAAACSE/GMav2mYGiKg/s1600-h/n538088613_540342_8686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SGukMQBZm1I/AAAAAAAACSE/GMav2mYGiKg/s400/n538088613_540342_8686.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218445123605076818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;meet the three hottest chicks i hangout with. ;)&lt;/span&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/17479245-7235932857636093970?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/7235932857636093970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=7235932857636093970&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/7235932857636093970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/7235932857636093970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/07/meet-three-hottest-chicks-i-hangout.html' title=''/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SGukMQBZm1I/AAAAAAAACSE/GMav2mYGiKg/s72-c/n538088613_540342_8686.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-5976268769556876047</id><published>2008-07-02T13:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:23.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; life begins at the intersection.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When would the right time to try out new things be? and which way shall we go to do so?how do we tell when its time to change tracks in life? always worrying about the risks or problems awaiting at the end of each track. but then again, whats life without risks? so do we take risks only for thrills? or does it mean that there is a purpose at the end of the other track. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SGsV3soIk-I/AAAAAAAACR4/KfsRLX57u7Y/s1600-h/355318773_1c3146cb01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SGsV3soIk-I/AAAAAAAACR4/KfsRLX57u7Y/s400/355318773_1c3146cb01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218288639855334370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Surprise to find,we actually live life pretty blindly. unless some genius knows which tracks to take to get to his destination in life. I'd say that's almost impossible. once again, an intersection starts a new life. and&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; it takes faith to pull the track lever,&lt;/span&gt;and that's what i need to do right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;some people leap,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;and pray to God they'll fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/17479245-5976268769556876047?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5976268769556876047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=5976268769556876047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5976268769556876047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5976268769556876047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-begins-at-intersection.html' title='&amp; life begins at the intersection.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SGsV3soIk-I/AAAAAAAACR4/KfsRLX57u7Y/s72-c/355318773_1c3146cb01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-7718649287136839580</id><published>2008-07-02T13:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:23.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he shoots,he scores!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;We feel cheated of our money. paid damn a lot for a new comp to&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; laggggg&lt;/span&gt; and internet to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;suckkkk.&lt;/span&gt; nevertheless, i've been filling my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sit-around-and-do-nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; time with every damn game i never had growing up. hahahahaha. well, not all of course. but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FIFA 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, ROCKSSS. i remember in form 2, xiong and yen used to talk about fifa every moment in skool.i was left outtttt. gosh, i seriously never thought this day would come. thank You Lord!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SGsRlHsvIBI/AAAAAAAACRw/OetPH7xzKAI/s1600-h/fifa2_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SGsRlHsvIBI/AAAAAAAACRw/OetPH7xzKAI/s400/fifa2_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218283922658369554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;anyhow, i managed to bag a pathetic average for exams. freaking 57. and i only got 3 A's. i'm sooo screwed. and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;JARED LETO&lt;/span&gt; is hosting MTV awards! i need a tickettttt... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;haha damn gay. but 30seconds rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-7718649287136839580?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/7718649287136839580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=7718649287136839580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/7718649287136839580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/7718649287136839580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/07/he-shootshe-scores.html' title='he shoots,he scores!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SGsRlHsvIBI/AAAAAAAACRw/OetPH7xzKAI/s72-c/fifa2_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-2415395471103080599</id><published>2008-06-14T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:23.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't wanna write.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Sara Barablabla's love song is stuck in my head. its darn catchy. and i like the stagnant repetitive chords on the piano. it went reaally well with the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SFPpqMBth1I/AAAAAAAACRo/SsDNut2liRg/s1600-h/569406465_ecd73b9f2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SFPpqMBth1I/AAAAAAAACRo/SsDNut2liRg/s400/569406465_ecd73b9f2a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211766104789976914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm beginning to write reaaaally short posts. seriously inspirationless. i need another jumpstart on life again.could this mean school keeps me inspired and entertained?i hate it when we realize the truth sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SFPpqMBth1I/AAAAAAAACRo/SsDNut2liRg/s1600-h/569406465_ecd73b9f2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-2415395471103080599?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2415395471103080599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=2415395471103080599&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2415395471103080599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2415395471103080599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/06/dont-wanna-write.html' title='Don&apos;t wanna write.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SFPpqMBth1I/AAAAAAAACRo/SsDNut2liRg/s72-c/569406465_ecd73b9f2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-5361962958645818458</id><published>2008-06-14T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:24.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SFKn8Ln-ZDI/AAAAAAAACRY/HSmurw_GQG0/s1600-h/Image+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SFKn8Ln-ZDI/AAAAAAAACRY/HSmurw_GQG0/s400/Image+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211412371175531570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I miss these guys. its been a while since we've hung out =)&lt;/span&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/17479245-5361962958645818458?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5361962958645818458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=5361962958645818458&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5361962958645818458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5361962958645818458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-miss-these-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SFKn8Ln-ZDI/AAAAAAAACRY/HSmurw_GQG0/s72-c/Image+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-4267539421342666558</id><published>2008-06-12T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:24.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7 years we've waited for this day. in 2001, we were the first to buy a windows xp programme. then it sucked cuz we couldn't upgrade the thing, so we had to go back to windows 2000. and everyone got a nicee comp. but now, we as in my family, just got ourselves a brand new toyy. and we bought it in parts with the latest this and the latest that, inclusive of some damn chun graphics card and the best part...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SFE3JABOSvI/AAAAAAAACRQ/IlbNBfl0PxE/s1600-h/48_evo7-b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SFE3JABOSvI/AAAAAAAACRQ/IlbNBfl0PxE/s400/48_evo7-b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211006871607855858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sonic Gear Evo 7 speakers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;this is my favourite part of the whole set laa. hahahaha. i don't know shit about comps, but anything that sounds good, rocksssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/17479245-4267539421342666558?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4267539421342666558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=4267539421342666558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4267539421342666558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4267539421342666558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/06/7-years-weve-waited-for-this-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SFE3JABOSvI/AAAAAAAACRQ/IlbNBfl0PxE/s72-c/48_evo7-b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-4794506862705597766</id><published>2008-06-11T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:33:02.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sam is changing the school, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;one haircut at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;and the teachers,are speechless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&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/17479245-4794506862705597766?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4794506862705597766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=4794506862705597766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4794506862705597766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4794506862705597766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/06/priceless.html' title='Priceless.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-4204999862902804225</id><published>2008-06-09T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T16:49:16.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She'd rather fix her makeup.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;One last video. this is switchfoot's gone, and their cover of crazy in love and umbrella all in one song. this was one of my favourite parts of the night. freaking amazing laaaaaa... God knows when i'll get over it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NAAT2vZzsW8&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NAAT2vZzsW8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-4204999862902804225?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4204999862902804225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=4204999862902804225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4204999862902804225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4204999862902804225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/06/shed-rather-fix-her-makeup.html' title='She&apos;d rather fix her makeup.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-208670258677623757</id><published>2008-06-08T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:25.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoos are far by the awesomest place to be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;i'm back from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;kiasu-kiasi&lt;/span&gt; land. and there's not much to talk about &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;camporama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. it was a buckaroos round up la. hundreds of discovery rangers and 10 expedition oni. babi la. and no hot chicks summore. but i did get to spend 6 days with&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; weiloong&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; jared&lt;/span&gt; who i rarely hangout with. i got to see kedric walk like liew kang kang for his soar ass. i got to see the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; DAMN AWESOME &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;POLAR BEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which i've adored since i was 4. and i got to eat ben&amp;amp;jerry's ice cream, which is far by the best in the world. this is my first time going down to singapore without my family and it was damn fun to hangout with the mission trip 05 bunch. a couple of klangers made it better. hahahaahaha. i'll post up pics if there are any worth posting up. i'm off to school. tu-raaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SEv2690lWOI/AAAAAAAACQ4/P8gXCLTgKOM/s1600-h/30832637_6d7f5a66b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SEv2690lWOI/AAAAAAAACQ4/P8gXCLTgKOM/s400/30832637_6d7f5a66b3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209528886872070370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-208670258677623757?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/208670258677623757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=208670258677623757&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/208670258677623757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/208670258677623757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/06/zoos-are-far-by-awesomest-place-to-be.html' title='Zoos are far by the awesomest place to be.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SEv2690lWOI/AAAAAAAACQ4/P8gXCLTgKOM/s72-c/30832637_6d7f5a66b3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-2584394975814051461</id><published>2008-05-30T14:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:25.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What direction?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sometimes i always forget that my life is in God's hands. we try to make sure we get the best education, work hard and be successful. but what does it really mean to be successful? some people think success is when u have a job that u don't necessary like but has a good pay, a nice car and house. others think its whatever they dream to be. but some don't even dream because they know God has his timing and will make us be whatever we're called to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I think its awesome that we are reminded of who we are and who takes care of us. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;we don't need to worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry for itself.&lt;/span&gt; imagine that for a second, its an extremely huge blessing, don't u think?.  then it draws the question, are we gonna choose our direction in life, or are we gonna wait for His plans to be revealed to us. i can guarantee that whatever life He's chosen for us, we are gonna be happy in. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; people, don't forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SD-e4cmJtqI/AAAAAAAACQw/y7B47wnCat4/s1600-h/30832637_6d7f5a66b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SD-e4cmJtqI/AAAAAAAACQw/y7B47wnCat4/s400/30832637_6d7f5a66b3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206054386849658530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;what direction?life begins at the intersection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Photo taken by joshie-porgy.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;flick&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/17479245-2584394975814051461?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2584394975814051461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=2584394975814051461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2584394975814051461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2584394975814051461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-direction.html' title='What direction?'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SD-e4cmJtqI/AAAAAAAACQw/y7B47wnCat4/s72-c/30832637_6d7f5a66b3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-3699448856149216340</id><published>2008-05-26T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:25.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunsets &amp; Sketches.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SDp90smJtoI/AAAAAAAACQg/Vw4xDQFMTbY/s1600-h/1486497514_4df4278e5f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SDp90smJtoI/AAAAAAAACQg/Vw4xDQFMTbY/s320/1486497514_4df4278e5f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204610663657879170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuz i'm leaving on a jetplane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't know when i'll be back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i which i could sing that.now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm a friggin sittin' duck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/17479245-3699448856149216340?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3699448856149216340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=3699448856149216340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3699448856149216340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3699448856149216340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunsets-sketches.html' title='Sunsets &amp; Sketches.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SDp90smJtoI/AAAAAAAACQg/Vw4xDQFMTbY/s72-c/1486497514_4df4278e5f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-1766158076794582266</id><published>2008-05-22T19:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:10:55.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Looks like i don't have to cut my hair myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Cook is the man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/17479245-1766158076794582266?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/1766158076794582266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=1766158076794582266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/1766158076794582266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/1766158076794582266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/05/looks-like-i-dont-have-to-cut-my-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-5862844718553109125</id><published>2008-05-18T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:26.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unpredictable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;If he doesn't win, i'm cutting my own hair again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SDAOJ5i054I/AAAAAAAACQQ/U2gGy3vcXYE/s1600-h/080415-idol-david-cook-718p.widec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SDAOJ5i054I/AAAAAAAACQQ/U2gGy3vcXYE/s400/080415-idol-david-cook-718p.widec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201673132841428866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There is a possibility of him not winning. not because he ain't as good as archuleta[&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i mean c'mon, he is currently my 2nd favourite rocker just behind jon foreman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]but because all the friggin american chicks will send in a dozen votes each for archuleta cuz he's whatever they like about him. sometimes i think america kinda sucks. the usual case is sucky people outnumber the ones who know who deserves the title more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;On my personal view, i reaaaallly like Cook cuz of his originality and creativity. his arrangements are top class,being able to turn almost any piece to the way it suits him best.he's an awesome musician. and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; because he's a rocker, i add another 100 points for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. archuleta has a good voice,and thats it.  he ain't someone i'd idolize. take for example, why the heck did he sing With You? stupid decision. an america is even worse to say that it was good performance. whatheheck laaa. and thats why i reaally respect this dude...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SDAQLZi055I/AAAAAAAACQY/HUEyNCfHXj8/s1600-h/humbug_american-idol-simon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SDAQLZi055I/AAAAAAAACQY/HUEyNCfHXj8/s400/humbug_american-idol-simon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201675357634488210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He is the only thing that is keeping AI together. randy and paula keep giving good comments to people who suck. simon knows the objective of this show,and thats to find someone outstanding, not someone with a good voice. a million people in this world have good voices laaa.notice at the end of every performance, its only simon's opinion that really counts to the contestants? and plus, simon is darn funny. hahaha. he's definately rooting for Cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&amp;amp;Cook and Cowell wins the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&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/17479245-5862844718553109125?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5862844718553109125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=5862844718553109125&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5862844718553109125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5862844718553109125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/05/unpredictable.html' title='Unpredictable.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SDAOJ5i054I/AAAAAAAACQQ/U2gGy3vcXYE/s72-c/080415-idol-david-cook-718p.widec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-5684303735046050335</id><published>2008-05-10T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T16:04:52.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I still can't get over switchfoot. they were soooo awesome. 8tv did a 1 hour program on their stay in kl. and they taped and aired part of their concert. go http://www.youtube.com/user/LandofBrokenHearts for the rest of the concert and specials. here's what i say was the best part of the whole night. for those who didn't go, this is what u missed out on. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-R72sw54Fc&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;They also did a song for prince caspian.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aGCs_DcRf3I&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;KL was their last stop on their international tour, and they said they gave their best performance here, and that kl was the best crowd out of the 5 countries they went to. wohoo!! so they really actually do love us. it ain't fake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I spent 2 hours watching the 8tv films of them here. they really are one of the biggest blessings to me and the whole world. best rock band from every aspect in the world. no doubts bout that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-5684303735046050335?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5684303735046050335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=5684303735046050335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5684303735046050335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5684303735046050335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-is-home.html' title='This is home.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-8933001243495310575</id><published>2008-05-08T17:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:26.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equal opposite reaction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;U know how we always get the feeling that things are hard and we sound stupid cuz we know its all part of life? i'm having that one now. i might not be some straight A's student, but failing is uncalled for.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FORM 4 SUCKSSS!!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SCLMghD0oeI/AAAAAAAACPo/41lyHSwhYh4/s1600-h/275049662_fbaccaf4d7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SCLMghD0oeI/AAAAAAAACPo/41lyHSwhYh4/s400/275049662_fbaccaf4d7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197941778941256162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm not even halfway through my exams and i feel like crap. to me, failing is ok the first time,but thats only if u don't pay for tuition. i've really gotta pass my add math and at least get an A2 for physics. mom has invested in it. and i could be using the money for something else. I also have a massive headache and constantly feel like piuking. it sucks. can't wait for camporama. its gonna be a good holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;on a lighter note, i'm gonna catch this 2mrw...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SCLNbhD0ofI/AAAAAAAACPw/6tFl0rpIt3o/s1600-h/iron-man-poster2-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SCLNbhD0ofI/AAAAAAAACPw/6tFl0rpIt3o/s400/iron-man-poster2-big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197942792553538034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Boys day out.ahahaha&lt;/span&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/17479245-8933001243495310575?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8933001243495310575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=8933001243495310575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8933001243495310575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8933001243495310575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/05/equal-opposite-reaction.html' title='Equal opposite reaction.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SCLMghD0oeI/AAAAAAAACPo/41lyHSwhYh4/s72-c/275049662_fbaccaf4d7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-7433375328279785389</id><published>2008-05-01T18:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:27.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Factory Outlet Sam.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey, sup people! this june there's gonna be a huge event down in Singapore that i'll be going for. Its the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SINGAPORE CAMPORAMA 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. its gonna be sooo awesome. now, all i need is a little help from u guys, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YES,U TOO the one in the bathtub&lt;/span&gt;, to get me down there with some financial aid. i'll be selling Tshirts from last years&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Selangor#7 Treasure Quest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; over the next month for &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RM15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;per piece[&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;or i could give you a buy one for rm30, get one for free deal&lt;/span&gt;]Currently i only have two sizes,&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Medium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Small&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; i'll try and get hold of a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Large&lt;/span&gt; or an&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Xtra Large&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if u need one. but generally, the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Medium&lt;/span&gt; is pretty fitting. It only comes in one colour, thats &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So if u guys want one, leave me a msg in my chatbox, or for those of you who know my number, give me a buzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; [&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for all you rangers out there, bear in mind, its gonna be a collectable someday. haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356200582144402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SBmc8DFSYZI/AAAAAAAACPA/m9CFkHIFCz8/s400/IMG_7511.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Its Hip..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356222056980914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SBmc9TFSYbI/AAAAAAAACPQ/2wvRtouFaMI/s400/IMG_7516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its hop..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356226351948226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SBmc9jFSYcI/AAAAAAAACPY/UjEXiP38flg/s400/IMG_7536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its fun..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356222056980898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SBmc9TFSYaI/AAAAAAAACPI/N_vNxrXE21o/s400/IMG_7515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its RADDDD...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195356226351948242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SBmc9jFSYdI/AAAAAAAACPg/dsVKHUWNF_g/s400/IMG_7535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its you!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z6v9TG2pA5Y" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My amateur promo video. [go easy,first time k.haha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Big thanks to my sister zoe for modelling and promo-ing. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;note : all while stocks last. [i oni have 6-10 shirts]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-7433375328279785389?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/7433375328279785389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=7433375328279785389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/7433375328279785389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/7433375328279785389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/05/factory-outlet-sam.html' title='Factory Outlet Sam.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SBmc8DFSYZI/AAAAAAAACPA/m9CFkHIFCz8/s72-c/IMG_7511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-1257025999728555156</id><published>2008-04-29T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:27.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like the wind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Its only once in a long time that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selangor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hosts&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt; mssm&lt;/span&gt;. so i thought i'd go watch. after all, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;shawna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is running. it was darn cool, though they lacked in audience. the atmosphere of being in the stadium was awesome, every state went crazy cheering,singing,supporting their friends.&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; Sabahans&lt;/span&gt; were the most semangat. but obviously not as good as Selangor#7[akakakaka].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194659024310788450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SBci3DFSYWI/AAAAAAAACOo/EIACjOTV3Uo/s400/IMG_7324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shawna bagged a bronze for relays.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194659028605755762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SBci3TFSYXI/AAAAAAAACOw/8FuorsZhjDI/s400/Panorama2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Atheletes were like stars. had 110 percent of support. and when the gun shot is sounded, everything changes in a split second. people go crazy. haha it was good being around. except for the hot day and the stupid closing ceremony that took 3 hours. got to see assunta and CHS punye marching band. damn cekap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194659032900723074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SBci3jFSYYI/AAAAAAAACO4/MYH6AVDg80M/s400/IMG_7340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHS marching band.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QACmbB3aTgo" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ogQhTzj4YNQ&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-1257025999728555156?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/1257025999728555156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=1257025999728555156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/1257025999728555156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/1257025999728555156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/04/like-wind.html' title='Like the wind.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SBci3DFSYWI/AAAAAAAACOo/EIACjOTV3Uo/s72-c/IMG_7324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-5189968810732033788</id><published>2008-04-25T15:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:28.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There goes another..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The chunnest 15 year old keyboardist i've ever known, is now 16! and to celebrate that wonderful wednesday, we took him to chilis and our tradition of Burger King,except We screwed BK cuz we were too full. I met James and edmund, One Red Paper Clip's drummer and bassist there too. we had fun. only that i'm boycotting chilis. too many rules and their food sucks.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193075717287595490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SBGC2cyiTeI/AAAAAAAACOg/3Jyx508JMbQ/s400/IMG_7283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193075712992628178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SBGC2MyiTdI/AAAAAAAACOY/8uiVwiwV8Vs/s400/IMG_7296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193075708697660866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SBGC18yiTcI/AAAAAAAACOQ/A97ubBxhXL8/s400/IMG_7265.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday Melvin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-5189968810732033788?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5189968810732033788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=5189968810732033788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5189968810732033788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/5189968810732033788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/04/there-goes-another.html' title='There goes another..'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SBGC2cyiTeI/AAAAAAAACOg/3Jyx508JMbQ/s72-c/IMG_7283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-1653349357695547844</id><published>2008-04-21T17:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T17:28:01.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When boredom kills.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I remember visiting tammy's blog once, and she had comic strips on it. it was hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/365/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/comictrashnew3.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/366/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/Rob/bigbird.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/480/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/Kris/eyelid0001.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-1653349357695547844?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/1653349357695547844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=1653349357695547844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/1653349357695547844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/1653349357695547844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-boredom-kills.html' title='When boredom kills.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-8870151832282140503</id><published>2008-04-21T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:28.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SAxDOfyUOzI/AAAAAAAACOI/MlePpuGrsQs/s1600-h/0,,12354%7E3280103,00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SAxDOfyUOzI/AAAAAAAACOI/MlePpuGrsQs/s400/0,,12354%7E3280103,00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191598386781109042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Omelette Du Fromage people!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/17479245-8870151832282140503?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8870151832282140503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=8870151832282140503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8870151832282140503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8870151832282140503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/04/nostalgic.html' title='Nostalgic.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SAxDOfyUOzI/AAAAAAAACOI/MlePpuGrsQs/s72-c/0,,12354%7E3280103,00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-2478924491638128176</id><published>2008-04-16T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T16:06:45.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vrrooommm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VlVrDQi5ARI&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Memories from go karting. thanks josh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-2478924491638128176?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2478924491638128176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=2478924491638128176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2478924491638128176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2478924491638128176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/04/vrrooommm.html' title='Vrrooommm.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-3174594395403286151</id><published>2008-04-15T23:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:28.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all we know is falling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;u know what sucks? new mindsets trying to change old ones. some people just don't seem to understand that it is not possible. once someone has his mind fixed, he's not gonna change it. Now this is especially when the old mindset is someone who is older. theres no way the old mindset dude is gonna let someone younger than he is change his mind. obviously he feels he is more experienced and wiser. but the new mindset dude keeps persisting cuz he can't live with the old mindset dude's ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;So at the end of the day, the argument just goes round and round, cuz both are being stupid. u just can't changeeeee. its not possibleeee. so what do we do?sad thing is that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189499231654658834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SATODljwQxI/AAAAAAAACNw/m5u9yGeCZPA/s400/640946054_2e91ad7c35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;we can't do anything.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-3174594395403286151?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3174594395403286151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=3174594395403286151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3174594395403286151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3174594395403286151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/04/all-we-know-is-falling.html' title='all we know is falling.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/SATODljwQxI/AAAAAAAACNw/m5u9yGeCZPA/s72-c/640946054_2e91ad7c35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-8809413332701485351</id><published>2008-04-06T13:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:28.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alice in wondermilk :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R_hZImLhCeI/AAAAAAAACNI/7cdIi29U2T8/s1600-h/n538088613_384940_5700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R_hZImLhCeI/AAAAAAAACNI/7cdIi29U2T8/s400/n538088613_384940_5700.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185992975139801570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R_hZJGLhCfI/AAAAAAAACNQ/m7nszgqAaEs/s1600-h/n538088613_384950_6670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R_hZJGLhCfI/AAAAAAAACNQ/m7nszgqAaEs/s400/n538088613_384950_6670.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185992983729736178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;My new favourite hangout spot. i'm addicted to wondermilk.and i know the secret ingredient.[thanks to zoe]&lt;/span&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/17479245-8809413332701485351?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8809413332701485351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=8809413332701485351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8809413332701485351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/8809413332701485351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/04/alice-in-wondermilk.html' title='Alice in wondermilk :)'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R_hZImLhCeI/AAAAAAAACNI/7cdIi29U2T8/s72-c/n538088613_384940_5700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-3859740285078887002</id><published>2008-03-29T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T18:27:55.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whaddup!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Listen up all those who went for switchfoot's awesome concert, we're on their official podcast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cxsLNipM3yE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cxsLNipM3yE&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/17479245-3859740285078887002?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3859740285078887002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=3859740285078887002&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3859740285078887002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3859740285078887002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/whaddup.html' title='Whaddup!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-3531832008875259139</id><published>2008-03-29T16:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:28.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hellllooooo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;U have to watch horton! mann, it was so darn funny, i don't think i ever did stop laughing throughout the whole movie. ahahahaha, its quite stupid oso. i'd say its only 40% dr seuss and the rest is pure nonesense that keeps u laughing. its the best animated movie ever. beats finding nemo, even beats ice age. and my favourite character is the bad guy, vlad, the french vulture. he's darn funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183080274348542418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R-4ADGLhCdI/AAAAAAAACNA/Qj95TV_dUZg/s400/c985d82d-438b-49fe-bc8f-de45613b5fb7.hmedium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eMLG5WQg1xo&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The funniest scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4ylfIm6k1AU&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Meet Vlad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-3531832008875259139?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3531832008875259139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=3531832008875259139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3531832008875259139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3531832008875259139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/hellllooooo.html' title='hellllooooo..'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R-4ADGLhCdI/AAAAAAAACNA/Qj95TV_dUZg/s72-c/c985d82d-438b-49fe-bc8f-de45613b5fb7.hmedium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-4470353076609151770</id><published>2008-03-26T18:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:30.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk about coincidence.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;So upon the real man of the house's return, he had cravings for izzi's. the one place that sucked the last time we went there. why did he want to? simply because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R-olfGLhCXI/AAAAAAAACMQ/TFnM2GCl_-w/s1600-h/IMG_6766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181995537408264562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R-olfGLhCXI/AAAAAAAACMQ/TFnM2GCl_-w/s400/IMG_6766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U won't believe how many times he kept mentioning it. typical cinaman i tell u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181995524523362626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R-oleWLhCUI/AAAAAAAACL4/5HK1uWf-7lk/s400/IMG_6739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So turned out, the food was actually pretty good. better than last time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181996014149634482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R-ol62LhCbI/AAAAAAAACMw/IA8pi4aW7Mc/s400/IMG_6742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and this is my damn cool ama.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181995533113297250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R-ole2LhCWI/AAAAAAAACMI/zJ0IQJ5eLao/s400/IMG_6740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH and for all those who didn't know, this is what i've been stuck in for the past 3 weeks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181995528818329938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R-olemLhCVI/AAAAAAAACMA/hu1AyXoMe88/s400/IMG_6741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He was darn happy i tell u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181996014149634466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R-ol62LhCaI/AAAAAAAACMo/CzKLv7RkqGE/s400/IMG_6761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sisters.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181995537408264578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R-olfGLhCYI/AAAAAAAACMY/eM9sYYTElXA/s400/IMG_6763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gosh. i need to do something about my hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;at the end of the meal, my dad said, ohya btw. this is my birthday dinner.AHAHAHAHAHA. so he had to pay for his whole family for his birthday treat. that is darn sad. well, he's a 50 this year. 50% off on a 50th bday.ahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh i love my family :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-4470353076609151770?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4470353076609151770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=4470353076609151770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4470353076609151770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4470353076609151770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/talk-about-coincidence.html' title='Talk about coincidence.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R-olfGLhCXI/AAAAAAAACMQ/TFnM2GCl_-w/s72-c/IMG_6766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-3421210969060666685</id><published>2008-03-24T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T17:09:48.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut the ribbons.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Ladies and gents, sam is officially doing one of his countless tags for the first time. it looked pretty interesting.hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Instructions: Remove ONE question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged.Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Who is your all-time inspiration?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't know, never really thought bout it. One of them is definately jon foreman of switchfoot. he's the man wei. the lyrics he writes has changed the world, literally. another one would probably be Rodney mullen, world's greatest street skater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Have you given your first kiss away?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. If you were to be stranded on a deserted island, who are the 3 blog buddies you would take with you? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tan Yilin - [yeah believe it] So we can sing the many songs we know all day long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Josh Sebastian - I'll have someone to laugh with.[happy josh?aha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sam ong - the more laughter, the better.ahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 100%; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 100%; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Italy! c'mon, the culture, the food, the architecture, the chicks, what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna add mount kinabalu to that. that place, is BEAUTIFUL. actually i got a lot. Redang, Penang,California, Melbourne,South africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Rockstar, retire and start a recording company so i can make more rockstars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;whatheheck?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Friends and family i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Go study and live in aussie, and achieve my dream.[refer to the above]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and freak her out? heck no. not yet at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hmm this is pretty hard.AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Yilin arh? she's got pretty good taste in music.&lt;br /&gt;Is damn hot, untill she opens her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;i'll go with those two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Adventurous. MUST, no lazy farts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Hot. but thats a definate d&lt;br /&gt;-Loves Jesus&lt;br /&gt;-Supports me being a rockstar.ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the person i'd hate would be someone undescribable. hate is a strong word.ahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. What is your ambition?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;its the same as my dream[refer above]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. If you have faults, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Point it out la duh. how la if not,i kenot change. but do it politely of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Are you a shopaholic or not?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;not even close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Find a word to describe the person who tagged you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Complicated. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. If you have a chance, which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the part where i suck in math.the part where i don't like certain people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. What's the last shocking thing you've seen or heard?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Arsenal lost to chelsea.but that was quite expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. What brings joy to you or a smile to your face?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Music. Dogs. friends. a kind deed.AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. If you could meet one person on earth before your last breath, who would it  be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that i haven't met yet? jon foreman or rodney mullen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am tagging;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;no one, cuz its damn annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&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/17479245-3421210969060666685?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3421210969060666685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=3421210969060666685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3421210969060666685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/3421210969060666685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/cut-ribbons.html' title='Cut the ribbons.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-142631494559121698</id><published>2008-03-19T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:30.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kicks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; i just realized something. its darn sad that i'm the only one in my class &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[besides this other guy who is always out of class]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who jokes around and keeps doing the dumbest things to amuse myself. and i found out why its darn sad ; cuz theres no one to do it back to me, so i can laugh! i'm oni laughing at my own jokes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;see, i have this theory : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;humour is suppose to be a two way thing.&lt;/span&gt; i crack a joke, we laugh, u crack a joke, we laugh again, and it goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;sounds pretty dumb, but its a fact. take for example, comedians. i think they are darn sad. they make people laugh but they can't laugh at other peoples jokes. its oni theirs that they laugh at.ahahaha. so this is why all the humour i make is so dissatisfying; cuz i don't get kicks out of everyone else. all they do is laugh at my jokes, they don't joke back so i can laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So basically, my class sucks. cuz i oni have 40 percent of the fun i shud be having.ahaha. and theres a chick that doesn't even layan me k. she gives me some damn sarcastic look everytime i crack a joke. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;but on the brighter side, i found out something new about myself! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*gives myself a pat on the back*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179468299634984306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R-Eq-f0jxXI/AAAAAAAACLo/XTHkd5uvXa0/s400/laughing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy laughing ,people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-142631494559121698?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/142631494559121698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=142631494559121698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/142631494559121698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/142631494559121698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/kicks.html' title='kicks.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R-Eq-f0jxXI/AAAAAAAACLo/XTHkd5uvXa0/s72-c/laughing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-2901990644351532304</id><published>2008-03-09T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:31.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dato' boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R9PwPP0jxTI/AAAAAAAACK8/yBnnzFreoNo/s1600-h/IMG_0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175744541514515762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R9PwPP0jxTI/AAAAAAAACK8/yBnnzFreoNo/s400/IMG_0757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dear andrew paul, happy sixteenth dude!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;obey ur mom and dad, then can live long d. -&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; ivan.&lt;/em&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/17479245-2901990644351532304?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2901990644351532304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=2901990644351532304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2901990644351532304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2901990644351532304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/dato-boy.html' title='Dato&apos; boy.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R9PwPP0jxTI/AAAAAAAACK8/yBnnzFreoNo/s72-c/IMG_0757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-4245133880405314692</id><published>2008-03-04T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:31.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did it all start?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So what does democracy really mean? for years we haven't had our say in this country. and it sucks. u call voting 'our say'? BN freakin cheats. cheats like hell. who is BN? our friggin government dammit! some people say they can change the country. From what i see, its nearly impossible to change a country if the leadership is corrupted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173903186204411762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R81liQv5x3I/AAAAAAAACKs/a3PZr96N0rs/s400/1982635616_01a90fca2a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm not only saying BN sucks. it just sucks the worse. all other parties seem to have their own motives. in ever party there always is some corrupted jack. and then u have sakkais like Najib who tells the whole world that BN is actually cheating. or u have our own Badawi, who we love and respect and always look up to, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;WHO DOESN'T GIVE A CRAP ABOUT HIS CORRUPT GOVERNMENT&lt;/span&gt;.it sucks man. and it has effects on us too. i mean, look at our school ed system. waste of my freakin time. i can't even pursue my own ambitions with the skool system. i can't even pursue music or skateboarding, cuz the government don't support. they think all these activities are 'masalah sosial'. WTH man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173903203384280962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R81ljQv5x4I/AAAAAAAACK0/9be1J6qJDHY/s400/2307309696_4364f49bb7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;If there is by any chance that things are gonna change, only God can interceed. pray people,pray. we don't want the whole of malaysia moving to melbourne just because BN won again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the 200th post goes to a stand.&lt;/em&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/17479245-4245133880405314692?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4245133880405314692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=4245133880405314692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4245133880405314692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4245133880405314692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/where-did-it-all-start.html' title='Where did it all start?'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R81liQv5x3I/AAAAAAAACKs/a3PZr96N0rs/s72-c/1982635616_01a90fca2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-1209211932377543098</id><published>2008-03-04T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:31.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and many more..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R81dDgv5x2I/AAAAAAAACKk/ASVIuKt_yGM/s1600-h/IMG_6479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173893861830412130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R81dDgv5x2I/AAAAAAAACKk/ASVIuKt_yGM/s400/IMG_6479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt; This is&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; shawna&lt;/span&gt;, possibly the hottest chick i've ever known. and the closest to the title '&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;perfect'&lt;/span&gt; and is the sixth fastest runner in our country. and today, SHE'S SIXTEEN! so merry sixteenth to you, shawna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dangit, its birthday week. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-1209211932377543098?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/1209211932377543098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=1209211932377543098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/1209211932377543098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/1209211932377543098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-many-more.html' title='and many more..'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R81dDgv5x2I/AAAAAAAACKk/ASVIuKt_yGM/s72-c/IMG_6479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-4449286717529746202</id><published>2008-03-03T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:32.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blow the candles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Its huiying's salty sixteenth! and i must say..&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;U FREAKING SPOILT BRAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (AHAHAHAHA). her party was definately only for the sociable. it was nice to see all the pjefc peeps i haven't seen in a while. and guess who made a suprise guest visit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173441911819670706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R8vCAjwhFLI/AAAAAAAACKM/A8MKBUhvko0/s400/IMG_6436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahaha the drama of the lovesick kids.[sry i just had too]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173442332726465730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R8vCZDwhFMI/AAAAAAAACKU/y2KSgqzrFZU/s400/IMG_6473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tan Yi Lin and her jakunapeks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173441027056407698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R8vBNDwhFJI/AAAAAAAACKA/5VkOf2Q2D4I/s400/IMG_6423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the darn clique i ended up in. [we friggin even have a name wei] plus zech and chowern.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So to miss huiying, Godspeed to you all the days of ur life.ahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173444767972922578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R8vEmzwhFNI/AAAAAAAACKc/iq9DFPRuNIo/s400/ying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-4449286717529746202?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4449286717529746202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=4449286717529746202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4449286717529746202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/4449286717529746202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/blow-candles.html' title='Blow the candles.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R8vCAjwhFLI/AAAAAAAACKM/A8MKBUhvko0/s72-c/IMG_6436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-448872346036856165</id><published>2008-03-01T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:32.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn it onnn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;My comp is alive again! wohoo! God knows what happened to it. sent it to the comp geek, all he said was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"there was a blood clot, and i removed it, so the blood is flowing now".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ahahaha geeks. now i'm back to blogging, flickring, facebooking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172713240553133106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R8krSTwhFDI/AAAAAAAACJQ/9mUwWad3KKw/s400/computer-addiction-2.jpg" border="0" /&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/17479245-448872346036856165?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/448872346036856165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=448872346036856165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/448872346036856165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/448872346036856165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/turn-it-onnn.html' title='Turn it onnn.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R8krSTwhFDI/AAAAAAAACJQ/9mUwWad3KKw/s72-c/computer-addiction-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17479245.post-2787460178822649946</id><published>2008-02-19T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:34:33.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a chance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;my mind is currently blank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168595248030358626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R7qJ_mKfHGI/AAAAAAAACJI/nlNJnXtvE4U/s400/wedding-entertaining.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;crayons can melt for all i care.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17479245-2787460178822649946?l=readytobreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2787460178822649946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17479245&amp;postID=2787460178822649946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2787460178822649946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17479245/posts/default/2787460178822649946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytobreathe.blogspot.com/2008/02/take-chance.html' title='Take a chance.'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674211854891233907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/Sq30CqWVQTI/AAAAAAAADqI/RjGDyWwQHi0/S220/IMG_5476.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BWROaoWtlq8/R7qJ_mKfHGI/AAAAAAAACJI/nlNJnXtvE4U/s72-c/wedding-entertaining.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
