<?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-6338383018082317293</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:43:30.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HONEY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-1187510339897645928</id><published>2009-01-24T03:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T03:32:42.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shifted blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/alynlee"&gt;www.xanga.com/alynlee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i would blog more . hur hur!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-1187510339897645928?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1187510339897645928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1187510339897645928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2009/01/shifted-blog-www.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-786994971314134841</id><published>2008-12-06T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:08:05.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am beyond blessed to have such sweet friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would like to thank joel lee for the dress, which i know cost over a hundred!&lt;br /&gt;it's called the "&lt;a href="http://www.warehouse.co.uk/fcp/product/fashion//NEW-BACKLESS-DRESS/11066?colour=green"&gt;new backless dress"&lt;/a&gt; from warehouse.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276708774541652434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/STqirFm98dI/AAAAAAAAB0M/5TVZGOLAvCU/s400/5563048225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and thanks joel sim, for overpaying my ride home. (He apparently gave me a 50 dollar note to ride home.) &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;br /&gt;And thank you Daddy for blessing me with great friends and for surrounding me with so much of your favour :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-786994971314134841?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/786994971314134841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/786994971314134841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-beyond-blessed-to-have-such-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/STqirFm98dI/AAAAAAAAB0M/5TVZGOLAvCU/s72-c/5563048225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-3142338006337446733</id><published>2008-12-05T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T00:52:12.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To covet is to yearn for and to crave something that is not yours.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The world and its media fight for your attention to entice you to want more than you have, to buy things you don't need, with money you don't have, to impress people who don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-3142338006337446733?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3142338006337446733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3142338006337446733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-covet-is-to-yearn-for-and-to-crave.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-6656042708745886800</id><published>2008-11-30T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T12:19:43.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;strong&gt; HAVE SOME OF THE SWEETEST FRIENDS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;first of all,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; BLESSED SWEET SIXTEEN RICHA&lt;/span&gt;. I know i have only caught up with you much recently, and i think i met you everyday for the last week or weeks, hahahaha. 16 is a big thing i guess - new friends, new school, new surrounding. but no matter what changes, and how different our lives will be in the future, i wish that our friendship will stay strong through it all. I met you when i was 6/7 years old, 10 years down the road (now), and we find ourselves closer than before. These are the moments we treasure and i hope that more would be engraved in our lives as we share much more together. HAPPY BIRTHDAY and I love you too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (sat , 29th dec) - my Sugar sweet girlfriends organised a surprise party for me! hahaha. so , now i'll tell you all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;morning -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i woke up, was supposed to go for a camp briefing but was too tired and i had flu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went down to Marina sq. to meet joel - did some shopping and bla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;left suntec and headed for taka (alone, yeah) - to check the price of a product&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walked to far east, where i had a hard time finding the stooopid bus 105&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alighted at serangoon pretty late (while aly and richa were calling me to find out where i was, haha they're so funny)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dad picked me up from serangoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HOME - i walked into my room AND . THERE IT WAS, everyone + a whole truck load of confetti thrown everywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to macs for dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;watched 300, wild hogs, reaping and pumpkinhead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thanks for the Cake too Aly belly! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;some funny quotes -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anthony after watching reaping (which had a small girl with super powers) : "If she has the power to make fireballs, she'll also have the power to stop her mens." HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anthony - "i'll send my lotus to kill them"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Junkia - ' if i were her, i would sit there and start crying"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Richa - in her attempt to get me home early (for the surprise) : "Please come home early, there's a  man on the loose" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was talking to my brother today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Alyn: i need to go buy bra later&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Bro: marks and spencers has good bras. the service there is good too, they attend to you personally, you should go marks and spencers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;haha i just find it amusing that my brother is telling me that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;haha i think there are more, just cant remember at the moment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;THANKS TO YALL FOR THE SURPRISE. I KNOW I'M REALLY BLESSED TO HAVE YOU ALL IN MY LIFE. &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pics will soon be up on photoblog&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/6338383018082317293-6656042708745886800?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/6656042708745886800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/6656042708745886800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-some-of-sweetest-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-4583797871124336630</id><published>2008-11-18T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:40:27.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aly was complaining about how dead my blog is,  so i promised her i'd give her a shoutout on my blog. i've got no inspiration whatsoever to blog. so anyway, HELLO ALYSSA WEEE - whom i know will never get the hair cut she was talking about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; i told her that if i see her today (for prom) with the hair cut, i'll have to give her my "surprise speech"  it goes like : O.M. G , i never thought possible........*with that shocked expression*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's so great that Os is over,  i can totally appreciate wasting time now. And in some ways i'm glad i dont have plans to travel this year , then i wouldnt have to squeeze everything-i-need-and-must-conquer in one or two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Friends is reallly really realllllly funny! it's amazing how old the show is, i was 2 years old? when season one came out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, GIRLS, if you're looking for old skoolz pics or richa's party's pics they are all on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PHOTOBLOG.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; go get them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and, i've got nth else to say, so i'll blog again ( maybe in a thousand days' time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-4583797871124336630?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4583797871124336630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4583797871124336630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/11/aly-was-complaining-about-how-dead-my.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-2005292254772771835</id><published>2008-09-13T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:59:34.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DEAREST PRISSY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE PICS ARE UP ON PHOTOBLOG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.photoblog.com/alynlee"&gt;www.photoblog.com/alynlee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took real long to upload. so appreciate them, smelly! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-2005292254772771835?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2005292254772771835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2005292254772771835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/09/dearest-prissy-pics-are-up-on-photoblog.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-4063234001147325569</id><published>2008-09-11T12:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T12:28:18.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the silliest bestfriend. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRISCILLA YANK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;you gotta love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMickxFWBTI/AAAAAAAABOw/jBWm8WVgZLo/s1600-h/pris+the+rockstar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244613921537918258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMickxFWBTI/AAAAAAAABOw/jBWm8WVgZLo/s400/pris+the+rockstar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; name: priscilla&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hobby: loves to look ugly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;job: be a smelly rockstar &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;despite all that, i love you prissy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMicXIlXX0I/AAAAAAAABOI/oUlUZAvPtWI/s1600-h/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244613687328071490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMicXIlXX0I/AAAAAAAABOI/oUlUZAvPtWI/s400/hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the rockstar hairstyles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMicXTbhzNI/AAAAAAAABOQ/jnmD_RpmBAU/s1600-h/pris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244613690239601874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMicXTbhzNI/AAAAAAAABOQ/jnmD_RpmBAU/s400/pris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look dumb hon!  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMicXkHQ84I/AAAAAAAABOY/dsWc-gyutrY/s1600-h/pris2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244613694718014338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMicXkHQ84I/AAAAAAAABOY/dsWc-gyutrY/s400/pris2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the priceless smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMicXujzxfI/AAAAAAAABOg/c7jciK4qzC4/s1600-h/pris+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244613697522091506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMicXujzxfI/AAAAAAAABOg/c7jciK4qzC4/s400/pris+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMicX-YmRjI/AAAAAAAABOo/kzcRcfcKBCU/s1600-h/pris+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244613701770036786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMicX-YmRjI/AAAAAAAABOo/kzcRcfcKBCU/s400/pris+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rockstar hair #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMibZB6KmNI/AAAAAAAABNg/ZygiK6xs08U/s1600-h/pris+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244612620384377042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMibZB6KmNI/AAAAAAAABNg/ZygiK6xs08U/s400/pris+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okay.. it gets a little messy.&lt;br /&gt; we are, afterall, creatures who bleed for 5 days and still survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMibZNfPfZI/AAAAAAAABNo/IA6KEbEqR64/s1600-h/pris+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244612623492677010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMibZNfPfZI/AAAAAAAABNo/IA6KEbEqR64/s400/pris+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; believe me, that's priss's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMibZSJEcQI/AAAAAAAABNw/F3aSKehU0AE/s1600-h/pris+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244612624741855490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMibZSJEcQI/AAAAAAAABNw/F3aSKehU0AE/s400/pris+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a smile appears almost magically on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMibZoS7CaI/AAAAAAAABN4/5JuKliTBoeg/s1600-h/pris+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244612630688762274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMibZoS7CaI/AAAAAAAABN4/5JuKliTBoeg/s400/pris+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMibZufNF7I/AAAAAAAABOA/LbQOtU9tafg/s1600-h/ugly+pris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244612632350889906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMibZufNF7I/AAAAAAAABOA/LbQOtU9tafg/s400/ugly+pris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i kept the ugly side of her last. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(btw, i was trying to be her.. her normal self)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/6338383018082317293-4063234001147325569?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4063234001147325569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4063234001147325569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/09/silliest-bestfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMickxFWBTI/AAAAAAAABOw/jBWm8WVgZLo/s72-c/pris+the+rockstar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-319432004651962887</id><published>2008-09-10T04:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T05:17:30.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thats when i love you no matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I haven't blog in a really really long time i know. blog's taking a break. Well i am actually, it's exams. and now that perlims are almost over. i guess i'd blog something (esp. since there's no school tmr). I have no idea what to blog about though. life's been really mundane. I ain't as stressed up for prelims as for mid-years, which really what isnt what i ever imagined prelims to be. so basically, that's why all seems too way too mundane. Aint gonna rant about examination anxiety. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've got pretty amusing events in my life though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. I was on my way to meet mattias that day, it was raining!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sms....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alyn: Ahh! it's raining! i've got hydrophobia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mattias : Take a cab to the mrt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA it's stupid considering the distance from my crib to the mrt. hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. I asked claire for an extra hairpin here's how she reacted:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alyn: claire! do you have an extra pin to lend me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Claire:* gives me a blur, emtionless face... reaches into her pencilbox and takes out her pencil lead (in the container)* .... Eh! something wrong with my pencil lead *opens and closes and open the pencial lead container* *takes out 4 leads* *stretches out her hand* NA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alyn and Bryna : *stares at her for 10 secs* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alyn : HUH?! i asked for an extra clip! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant think of anymore! OH WELL. thats the problem with being incarcerated in this lil world, labelled 'Me, Myself, and I' for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to DaddyGod: you're amazing, i see your hand prints all over in my exams, you hold my world in your hands. life's great knowing that your goodness and mercy follows me all the days of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244133593989630130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMbnuBhxyLI/AAAAAAAABNY/W_dpS62nsfk/s400/IMG_4036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6338383018082317293-319432004651962887?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/319432004651962887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/319432004651962887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/09/thats-when-i-love-you-no-matter-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SMbnuBhxyLI/AAAAAAAABNY/W_dpS62nsfk/s72-c/IMG_4036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-1471150131729001116</id><published>2008-07-05T19:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T19:12:19.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For every man who is faithful to make a vow, A million break vow after vow.&lt;/strong&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy, you're the keeper of my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-1471150131729001116?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1471150131729001116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1471150131729001116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-every-man-who-is-faithful-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-8730471287559327418</id><published>2008-07-05T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:18.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello there virtual world. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some webcam pics from the holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SG9VkgaWZ9I/AAAAAAAABM4/8LPUSpv0fXI/s1600-h/anthony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219484578809800658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SG9VkgaWZ9I/AAAAAAAABM4/8LPUSpv0fXI/s400/anthony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peanut butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SG9VktaMz3I/AAAAAAAABNA/QsNedHZ-aMk/s1600-h/champagne+and+bruno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219484582298832754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SG9VktaMz3I/AAAAAAAABNA/QsNedHZ-aMk/s400/champagne+and+bruno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; champagne meets bruno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SG9Vk4U3KLI/AAAAAAAABNI/KSw9OeF7nqU/s1600-h/eevann+pose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219484585229232306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SG9Vk4U3KLI/AAAAAAAABNI/KSw9OeF7nqU/s400/eevann+pose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I call it the eevann pose. hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SG9Vk9vLp8I/AAAAAAAABNQ/5ERQ4-WowB4/s1600-h/panites+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219484586681804738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SG9Vk9vLp8I/AAAAAAAABNQ/5ERQ4-WowB4/s400/panites+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dennis panties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-8730471287559327418?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/8730471287559327418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/8730471287559327418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-there-virtual-world.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SG9VkgaWZ9I/AAAAAAAABM4/8LPUSpv0fXI/s72-c/anthony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-5784709137680098002</id><published>2008-06-13T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T02:43:14.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay i gotta post something funny. from an idiiiot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well it was at 2.36am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was talking to mattias on msn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; i read him an oral topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;topic : 有人说，大多数的新加坡年轻人是温室里的小花。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你同意这种看法吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;his reply: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mattias:&lt;br /&gt;wo tong yi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alyn: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wei she me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mattias:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yin wei ta men xu yao zhe zhong hua lai bai mei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-5784709137680098002?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/5784709137680098002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/5784709137680098002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay-i-gotta-post-something-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-4901121521902599533</id><published>2008-06-01T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:18.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SEISMiO-R6I/AAAAAAAABMw/lXmwBMjhG3M/s1600-h/stitched.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206744125751052194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SEISMiO-R6I/AAAAAAAABMw/lXmwBMjhG3M/s400/stitched.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We'll linger on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I gotta say Sex and the city was worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. it's quite a long movie (you know, not those one hour plus short movie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. it's funny (yessss, some parts i guess)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. It gets you crying for many characters  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in essence, it's a movie that gets you feeling a whole spectrum of emotions, one moment you're feeling the excitement of a marriage, next moment you're crying for a man who gets 'beaten' by his fiancee for not appearing at the wedding; well because he was afraid he was gonna make the same the mistake. because he did not dare face a crowd that was gonna witness his incompetency to speak his vows and profess his love for his wife. And many other reasons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha anyway, just watch it if you can.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh i just played with photoshop to stitch that pic up there, and if you're wondering why it has those white corners, it's because SOMEBODY (amanda wee actually) had to take all the pics slanted. hahahaha, oh well. Thank you anyway friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the rest of the many pics are up on photoblog, girls :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/6338383018082317293-4901121521902599533?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4901121521902599533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4901121521902599533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/06/well-linger-on.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SEISMiO-R6I/AAAAAAAABMw/lXmwBMjhG3M/s72-c/stitched.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-3490896780018474451</id><published>2008-05-28T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:19.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SD1dE_LyHwI/AAAAAAAABMQ/LgBj2ut72os/s1600-h/IMG_5124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205419084571877122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SD1dE_LyHwI/AAAAAAAABMQ/LgBj2ut72os/s400/IMG_5124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SD1dFfLyHxI/AAAAAAAABMY/hOorrURMJLQ/s1600-h/IMG_5125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205419093161811730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SD1dFfLyHxI/AAAAAAAABMY/hOorrURMJLQ/s400/IMG_5125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SD1dF_LyHyI/AAAAAAAABMg/6yyUSSpans4/s1600-h/IMG_5147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205419101751746338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SD1dF_LyHyI/AAAAAAAABMg/6yyUSSpans4/s400/IMG_5147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SD1dF_LyHzI/AAAAAAAABMo/eedv0DDDi8g/s1600-h/IMG_5122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205419101751746354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SD1dF_LyHzI/AAAAAAAABMo/eedv0DDDi8g/s400/IMG_5122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This week has been indeed eventful. All happened just too fast :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday - Whisky gave birth to two mighty adorable pups&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monday - Chinese O levels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tuesday - one puppy died around 3+ pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wednesday - next puppy died around 8 pm&lt;br /&gt;shitss huh. sorry to all those who shared the joy with me when i told yall that whisky gave birth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just in one blink of an eye all's done. all's gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well i guess the one who's most awfully depressed/angry/heartbroken is Whisky. who's crying while 'biting' her  baby in her mouth as i type this. she's prolly the most caring mum. and it;s amazing. to see a mum's love of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway this is a tribute to her and her lil pups. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dont worry baby whisky, pups will always by with you. If there's an animal heaven ( which i doubt there is) then, you'll meet them there hon. I love you Whisky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puppies :&lt;/strong&gt; 1st one : Dark brown &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2nd : Lighter brown with white legs and hands and a white tummy (awfully cute)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;on the other hand, i'm gonna post eevann's Idiot sicky reply to my mishap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alyn&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;my puppies died&lt;br /&gt;Alyn says:&lt;br /&gt;whisky no milk&lt;br /&gt;EEVANN says:&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEVANN says:&lt;br /&gt;noob leh u&lt;br /&gt;EEVANN says:&lt;br /&gt;u dunno how to give them ur's&lt;br /&gt;EEVANN says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;Alyn. says:&lt;br /&gt;IDIOT&lt;br /&gt;EEVANN says:&lt;br /&gt;lol dont worry alyn&lt;br /&gt;EEVANN says:&lt;br /&gt;they will produce more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eevann oh eevann.. ohh dear,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6338383018082317293-3490896780018474451?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3490896780018474451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3490896780018474451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-week-has-been-indeed-eventful.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SD1dE_LyHwI/AAAAAAAABMQ/LgBj2ut72os/s72-c/IMG_5124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-7932719878084410347</id><published>2008-05-11T15:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:20.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SCayEXp9vLI/AAAAAAAABMA/bYBrXPcGYn0/s1600-h/IMG_4843+brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199038607985065138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SCayEXp9vLI/AAAAAAAABMA/bYBrXPcGYn0/s400/IMG_4843+brown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SCayEnp9vMI/AAAAAAAABMI/4DN_s3jdtEQ/s1600-h/IMG_4848+brush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199038612280032450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SCayEnp9vMI/AAAAAAAABMI/4DN_s3jdtEQ/s400/IMG_4848+brush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SCalW3p9vKI/AAAAAAAABL4/YJirKLP_EwI/s1600-h/IMG_4846+black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199024632161483938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SCalW3p9vKI/AAAAAAAABL4/YJirKLP_EwI/s400/IMG_4846+black.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; we are the benjamin generation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was just pondering over the countless times i got all worried and anxious over certain things in life. Exams have always been something that scares the helloutof me. and sometimes i think i worry about the stupidest things. it's normal i guess. It's human nature to worry and to fear the things that the future brings. It's just stupid because being a Child of God why do we (or maybe it's just I) always act like orphans. As if we dont have a Daddy who loves us, who would provide for us, who's Grace and favour is all we really need. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We tend to envy people we think are more superior than us. Whether it's in terms of knowledge or beauty or even in wealth. until we realise that the same God who blessed that person of whatever is the same mighty DaddyGod who will bless me and with even more. All it takes is for us to believe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then there are people (including myself sometimes) who are really insecured. It's again utterly stupid to care about how the world judges you. This is when all the low-self-esteem syndrome comes in. or the people who get extremely peeved when insulted, people who turn anorexic maybe because people thought of them as fat, or people who turn emo as a way of expressing their anger or self-pity because they feel lowly about themselves. on the other end of the spectrum, people who become extremely hot-tempered and rash, ever ready to pick a fight just to prove themselves as worthy of some praise.and the answer to all these, Is of course, you should be expecting the very same answer: &lt;strong&gt;GOD'S LOVE.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why? because if only they knew that it doesnt matter what this world sees, it's stupid to care about what the world says because basically this world is full of lies. And why do you bother listening to lies and getting all affected, Waste of time and energy. Afterall, he who is in Me is Greater than he who is in the world. People who come against you, dont worry, there's more with you than with them. There's more with you! than with them. You've got twelve legions of angels! look at the huge army on your side. If God is for me, who can be against me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IN ESSENCE, THE WORLD IS CALLING OUT FOR GOD'S LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and if only they knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know someone asked me something before and it kinda got me thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you die, what can you take up to heaven?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to think of it, you can't take up your body (thank God, you'll get a more glorious body), you cant take up your wisdom, what you achieved on earth, you cant even take up your certificates, neither whatever you toiled and worked so hard for, all you can take up is simply friendships, they kingdom friendships you make. And it got me thinking because after all these emphasis on education and these paper certificates we work so mighty hard for, those we stay up all night worried over, in the end, they're nothing. The Earth will fade away but only his word stands forever. Well that doesnt mean we should all waste our life away and wait for rapture to come. live life, of course fully aware that Daddy Loves You. And don't get all envious of people, after all there are many people with successful careers but they arent exactly successful if their personal lives are falling apart. or anyway, The same God who blessed these people can prosper you too. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hang on, your dreams are coming through :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6338383018082317293-7932719878084410347?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/7932719878084410347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/7932719878084410347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-are-benjamin-generation-i-was-just.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SCayEXp9vLI/AAAAAAAABMA/bYBrXPcGYn0/s72-c/IMG_4843+brown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-711074191168911520</id><published>2008-05-09T12:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:20.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SCURCriAJMI/AAAAAAAABLw/OyxfroWDSo0/s1600-h/IMG_4853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198580082611856578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SCURCriAJMI/AAAAAAAABLw/OyxfroWDSo0/s400/IMG_4853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MIDS = done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant say how euphoric i am that mids are over(almost over at least) ! YAY! well not really actually , i was anticipating the end of it too much that all i really wanted was to get done with each paper quick. So it wasnt exactly mighty stressful. BUT SHIIIAT Chinese Os is round the corner! i shall indulge in this sensation today before i step back to reality and realise the arrival of my dreadful Chinese Os. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway. i know Daddy has always been with me through this mids. cause i know that without him i would have felt a thousand times more stressed and worried. and i completely hate that horrible feeling. and i think there were many questions i never thought i would be able to do. but i actually remembered how to do them during the exams! haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha so i finally went out just now. met breasts and we went to shop for mother's day gift which was rather unproductive. so we resorted to getting a rose haha. i'll upload some pics on photoblog (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went for Daregroup too. and coach talked about&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; dreams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) do you think God is for your dreams? Do you think he wants to make your dreams come true?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) is there something you have to do to have God make your dreams come true?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let me assure you. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOD IS FOR YOUR DREAMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Because he puts the dreams there in your heart for a reason of course. and what you have to do is simply believe, have faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FAITHFULNESS - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;is to be fully convinced that God loves you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and that he will pull you through whatever you're facing and that he is for your dreams. whatever obstacles you face today,is to build you up and prepare you for your dreams in the future. Imagine if you had always dreamt of being a pilot. And now. at your current situation, someone gives you the job. do you think you'll be able to handle it? therefore whatever your going through in life helps to bring you closer to your dreams so, stop looking at your problems. know that where Sin abounds, Grace much more abounds. And sin in this context, is not just doing wrong. it's about missing the mark, not being perfect. not scoring in exams is also 'missing the mark'. so therefore if sin abounds, Grace much more abounds = you will definitely succeed in exams because Grace is much more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there are two things that hinder God from helping you and they are laziness and pride. you see &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you keep thinking that you cannot do it. thats also pride. cause you are depending on human effort. Look to Daddy and trust in him.let him use you and stop helping yourself. also when times get rough &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just Hang on.&lt;/strong&gt; Your dreams will come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so coach asked us to list 5 dreams. and i pondered over it and i realised i've got many dreams. And i think i'll list them and continue the list as time goes by and when God puts bigger dreams in my heart &lt;/strong&gt;( it's important to make a list of your own dreams. this helps you to see how real God is. because you're enabled to look back in time and see the many dreams you wished coming true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dream list (in no particular order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Score for chinese Os (a satisfying grade so i wont have to re-test)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) get into the school in switz to pursue my further studies (utterly impt)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)travel around the world &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4)be a successful lady that everyone looks up to &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( eg. olivia lum whose testimony is all praise and glory to God. she attends my church thats how i know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) marry the bestest husband who would ensure only the best for me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) be amum by 30. (hehe)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) have more than 1 kid (dont wanna have a lonely kid)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) have friends all over the world&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(hmmm. so i could travel all over the world and meet all of them? haha just thought it would be nice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) be able to hone my skills in photography and be a skilled photographer&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( thats well, if i do have time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) be less anxious during exams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(more to come)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6338383018082317293-711074191168911520?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/711074191168911520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/711074191168911520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/05/mids-done-i-cant-say-how-euphoric-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/SCURCriAJMI/AAAAAAAABLw/OyxfroWDSo0/s72-c/IMG_4853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-3728408782959871480</id><published>2008-04-10T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T20:25:46.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CLASS PHOTOS ARE ON PHOTOBLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.photoblog.com/alynlee"&gt;www.photoblog.com/alynlee&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/6338383018082317293-3728408782959871480?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3728408782959871480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3728408782959871480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/04/class-photos-are-on-photoblog-www.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-3689171440520504580</id><published>2008-04-02T20:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T20:30:05.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chinese and more Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inconceivable, but i find myself facing chinese everyday in a great attempt to improve my chinese and by faith i claim a B for chinese. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, i must admit that i cant do it with my own strength. To even have the motivation to read my chinese model essays (东兵北原）and my chinese newspaper（星期五周报）is a miracle itself. haha By His Grace will i do exceedingly well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;DADDY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;你的爱何等奇妙&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;耶稣你被钉在十字架 把自己献为祭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;你的宝血为我流 洗净我一切的罪&lt;br /&gt;眼泪是为我哭 一点一滴都充满爱&lt;br /&gt;罪的代价 在你身上 全钉在十字架&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;主你的爱 主你的恩日夜跟随我&lt;br /&gt;你是我主 你也是我亲密的朋友&lt;br /&gt;主你的心 刻着我名 你是我避难所&lt;br /&gt;爱何等深 爱何等阔 爱何等奇妙&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;耶稣你竟然为我舍命 因你真心爱我&lt;br /&gt;在我寂寞的时刻 你双手拥抱着我&lt;br /&gt;又轻轻对我说 你永远不离弃我&lt;br /&gt;破碎生命 今已复活幸福属于我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with love, your most beloved child , Alyn &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-3689171440520504580?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3689171440520504580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3689171440520504580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/04/chinese-and-more-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-4576551791898749304</id><published>2008-02-06T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:21.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tweenies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R6mriNxSucI/AAAAAAAABLg/TqjjyM2PdTw/s1600-h/Picture+230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163847052057295298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R6mriNxSucI/AAAAAAAABLg/TqjjyM2PdTw/s400/Picture+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R6mritxSudI/AAAAAAAABLo/1oZVmCpCZO8/s1600-h/Picture+231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163847060647229906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R6mritxSudI/AAAAAAAABLo/1oZVmCpCZO8/s400/Picture+231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; this is why i love them so.&lt;/em&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/6338383018082317293-4576551791898749304?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4576551791898749304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4576551791898749304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/02/tweenies.html' title='tweenies.'/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R6mriNxSucI/AAAAAAAABLg/TqjjyM2PdTw/s72-c/Picture+230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-5391846000886581190</id><published>2008-02-06T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T20:38:46.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessed Chinese New Year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;This is a year of blessings manifested. Thank you Daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;My abba, my father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;you'll love me forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;my future's secured in your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who else can comprehend?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He's the greatest love i've ever known. He raised me out of my despair, gave me hope for my tomorrow. &lt;3&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6338383018082317293-5391846000886581190?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/5391846000886581190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/5391846000886581190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/02/blessed-chinese-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-2360950281484210755</id><published>2008-01-07T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:22.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Farewell, my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/_OSWUokDvqC4/R4Ie4ssTXgI/AAAAAAAABKg/220dmoxCM7A/s1600-h/Image+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R4Ie4ssTXgI/AAAAAAAABKg/220dmoxCM7A/s400/Image+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152714883083755010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you'll always be with us.&lt;br /&gt;Deep in us, engraved in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;7th jan 2008. - she expired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R4Ie5MsTXhI/AAAAAAAABKo/GYtnYrMGxP8/s1600-h/Image+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R4Ie5MsTXhI/AAAAAAAABKo/GYtnYrMGxP8/s400/Image+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152714891673689618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R4Ie5csTXiI/AAAAAAAABKw/kOEAbeRxC4I/s1600-h/Image+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R4IhYssTXlI/AAAAAAAABLI/BonsTAkKswY/s400/Image+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152717631862824530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R4IhYssTXmI/AAAAAAAABLQ/X4lrwT-2xCo/s1600-h/choc+n+whisky+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R4IhYssTXmI/AAAAAAAABLQ/X4lrwT-2xCo/s400/choc+n+whisky+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152717631862824546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R4IhYssTXnI/AAAAAAAABLY/T2LAZFl4v4M/s1600-h/Image415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R4IhYssTXnI/AAAAAAAABLY/T2LAZFl4v4M/s400/Image415.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152717631862824562" 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/6338383018082317293-2360950281484210755?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2360950281484210755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2360950281484210755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2008/01/farewell-my-love.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R4Ie4ssTXgI/AAAAAAAABKg/220dmoxCM7A/s72-c/Image+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-1984642239088415058</id><published>2007-12-29T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:24.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Luzern- Switzerland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 10);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;Day 7-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 10);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Currently in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 10);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;switzerland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 10);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;. Freezing I tell you. Like 0 or 1 degrees?they have loads of watches here.I don't see what's so nice about Rolex. It's ugly. There's&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a really nice tissot watch with real sapphire, ruby and diamonds. I'll claim it in Jesus' name. Hallelujah. Oh and my gwad that bally shoes, it's like a leather sneakers for the coming summer season. It was like blue but with a nice design. I want it, Daddy! Rawr. Switzerland's nice too they speak german well mostly. Still the germans and utterly good-looking. Not the swiss. Alright it's goodnight for here!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 10);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;Day 8 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Free and easy today. So we spent the day shopping and exploring the places near the hotel. We decided to forgo the trip to the mountain. The people who went told us it was like -14 degrees up there and all they saw was snow. Yep! Haha so no mountain was good for me at least I&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;could spend the money buying something else. Anyway our hotel was in the city. So it was uber convenient for us. We walked the streets, saw a shoe shop called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;Graceland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;. But everything sold there ends with a 90 cent. Haha what a shop. But it’s real cheap. We bought 4 pairs, two heels to man shoes. ALL sold at $29.90. hah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;’s heels really aint cheap and they are ugly. So, well satisfied with my buy. So then we walked back to the hotel, but the shoes down and walked to the supermarket further down. Bought like 90 bucks worth of chocolate and went back to the hotel. Then walked to the chapel bridge where IF ANY OF YOU WATCHED THE KOREAN SERIES ‘SMILE AGAIN” I’m very sure that’s the bridge they used to write their name. it’s an old, antique bridge ¾ of it got burnt down or sth along that line. Anyway Bought the Tissot watch that I said was nice. But not the diamond version. But the white one. My mum’s friend bought the black one so there weren’t anymore black. Oh well. Anyway. Had dinner, went back and pack for our journey back to SG. HALLELUJAH PRAISE JESUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YvRMsTXcI/AAAAAAAABKA/IUA_OG27edc/s1600-h/Picture+653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YvRMsTXcI/AAAAAAAABKA/IUA_OG27edc/s400/Picture+653.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149355196456066498" 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/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YvR8sTXdI/AAAAAAAABKI/hK2fFH8e-pM/s1600-h/Picture+679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YvR8sTXdI/AAAAAAAABKI/hK2fFH8e-pM/s400/Picture+679.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149355209340968402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YvScsTXeI/AAAAAAAABKQ/YGq0w4bVCUE/s1600-h/Picture+696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YvScsTXeI/AAAAAAAABKQ/YGq0w4bVCUE/s400/Picture+696.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149355217930903010" 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YvScsTXfI/AAAAAAAABKY/VpQ76RJoW7g/s1600-h/Picture+701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YvScsTXfI/AAAAAAAABKY/VpQ76RJoW7g/s400/Picture+701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149355217930903026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tissots, swiss military and cover :D&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YtWcsTXXI/AAAAAAAABJY/FaxtMGNXOHw/s1600-h/Picture+581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YtWcsTXXI/AAAAAAAABJY/FaxtMGNXOHw/s400/Picture+581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149353087627124082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;european!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YtWssTXYI/AAAAAAAABJg/qBMJsoQ_Ras/s1600-h/Picture+589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YtWssTXYI/AAAAAAAABJg/qBMJsoQ_Ras/s400/Picture+589.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149353091922091394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YtW8sTXZI/AAAAAAAABJo/Jsqw3FdP-os/s1600-h/Picture+597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YtW8sTXZI/AAAAAAAABJo/Jsqw3FdP-os/s400/Picture+597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149353096217058706" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YtW8sTXaI/AAAAAAAABJw/JtbNKo2aFuM/s1600-h/Picture+617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YtW8sTXaI/AAAAAAAABJw/JtbNKo2aFuM/s400/Picture+617.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149353096217058722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're so cute! blue eyes! blue eyes!&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YtY8sTXbI/AAAAAAAABJ4/kVEQoqjkY0E/s1600-h/Picture+643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YtY8sTXbI/AAAAAAAABJ4/kVEQoqjkY0E/s400/Picture+643.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149353130576797106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESKIMOOO&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YnE8sTXSI/AAAAAAAABIw/j4aZdWm3orQ/s1600-h/Picture+530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YnE8sTXSI/AAAAAAAABIw/j4aZdWm3orQ/s400/Picture+530.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149346189909646626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swiss made.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YnFcsTXTI/AAAAAAAABI4/EZ5SU4O6s4g/s1600-h/Picture+537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YnFcsTXTI/AAAAAAAABI4/EZ5SU4O6s4g/s400/Picture+537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149346198499581234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YnFssTXUI/AAAAAAAABJA/5HKMa8ooGPg/s1600-h/Picture+554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YnFssTXUI/AAAAAAAABJA/5HKMa8ooGPg/s400/Picture+554.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149346202794548546" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YnF8sTXVI/AAAAAAAABJI/wDM7NVdDfEY/s1600-h/Picture+511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YnF8sTXVI/AAAAAAAABJI/wDM7NVdDfEY/s400/Picture+511.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149346207089515858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YnGMsTXWI/AAAAAAAABJQ/mFN-R1U-G0c/s1600-h/Picture+510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YnGMsTXWI/AAAAAAAABJQ/mFN-R1U-G0c/s400/Picture+510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149346211384483170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/6338383018082317293-1984642239088415058?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1984642239088415058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1984642239088415058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/12/luzern-switzerland-day-7-currently-in.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YvRMsTXcI/AAAAAAAABKA/IUA_OG27edc/s72-c/Picture+653.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-6749818973845626989</id><published>2007-12-29T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:28.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLACK FOREST, Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;Day 6- 13th &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;The hotel in black forest, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt; was beyond pretty. The rooms were extremely huge my room alone had 3 beds and space enough to run in circles. There was snow all over. So I had the chance to play with a whole load of white ice while being surrounded by loads of black pine trees hehe. Omg! The waiters were soo cute! Its not the small boy kind of cute but more to the hunky kind. The receptionist too, was beyond good-looking. I can officially conclude that the germans are realllly realllly&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;good-looking! Ahh.*hyperventilates* and they have the most gorgeous eyes. Actually all of them do. As long as it's not as dark as us asians. Best of all, they always stare right into your eyes. Like they love to make eye-contact for some reason. ABSOLUTELY CHARMING! I've never spent so much time staring into people's eyes before.(like I said earlier) Did I tell you I got a thing for pretty eyes. The most charming would be the blue eyes I guess. The green's really common here. Rawr! I'll get a blue eyed husband. Maybeee maybeeee (:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3Yiu8sTXOI/AAAAAAAABIQ/4b3t8SrXMZI/s1600-h/Picture+1273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3Yiu8sTXOI/AAAAAAAABIQ/4b3t8SrXMZI/s400/Picture+1273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149341413906013410" 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YivcsTXQI/AAAAAAAABIg/d3f_rQgQyHQ/s1600-h/Picture+1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YivcsTXQI/AAAAAAAABIg/d3f_rQgQyHQ/s400/Picture+1280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149341422495948034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you see me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YivMsTXPI/AAAAAAAABIY/FjhwWRpOrrc/s1600-h/Picture+1279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YivMsTXPI/AAAAAAAABIY/FjhwWRpOrrc/s400/Picture+1279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149341418200980722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;now you dont!&lt;br /&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/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YivssTXRI/AAAAAAAABIo/gJKs2AREWgU/s1600-h/Picture+1283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YivssTXRI/AAAAAAAABIo/gJKs2AREWgU/s400/Picture+1283.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149341426790915346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the sky (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YgwMsTXJI/AAAAAAAABHo/pP9fr07TOXg/s1600-h/Picture+1207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YgwMsTXJI/AAAAAAAABHo/pP9fr07TOXg/s400/Picture+1207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149339236357594258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YgwcsTXKI/AAAAAAAABHw/CHmfaAMNoo0/s1600-h/Picture+1216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YgwcsTXKI/AAAAAAAABHw/CHmfaAMNoo0/s400/Picture+1216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149339240652561570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YgxMsTXLI/AAAAAAAABH4/2TK6KJAHgME/s1600-h/Picture+1237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YgxMsTXLI/AAAAAAAABH4/2TK6KJAHgME/s400/Picture+1237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149339253537463474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YgxcsTXMI/AAAAAAAABIA/feFWDPYji-Y/s1600-h/Picture+1261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YgxcsTXMI/AAAAAAAABIA/feFWDPYji-Y/s400/Picture+1261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149339257832430786" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YgxssTXNI/AAAAAAAABII/tsJz1V1xAPk/s1600-h/Picture+1262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3YgxssTXNI/AAAAAAAABII/tsJz1V1xAPk/s400/Picture+1262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149339262127398098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the number of small lil huge trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XSe8sTXEI/AAAAAAAABHA/9wxTD9FGQYY/s1600-h/Picture+426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XSe8sTXEI/AAAAAAAABHA/9wxTD9FGQYY/s400/Picture+426.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149253178097884226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XSfMsTXFI/AAAAAAAABHI/OmilhfDtITI/s1600-h/Picture+428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XSfMsTXFI/AAAAAAAABHI/OmilhfDtITI/s400/Picture+428.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149253182392851538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XSfcsTXGI/AAAAAAAABHQ/k4DKbEqO2g0/s1600-h/Picture+433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XSfcsTXGI/AAAAAAAABHQ/k4DKbEqO2g0/s400/Picture+433.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149253186687818850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XSf8sTXHI/AAAAAAAABHY/aj84VMFR9YI/s1600-h/Picture+1203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XSf8sTXHI/AAAAAAAABHY/aj84VMFR9YI/s400/Picture+1203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149253195277753458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XSf8sTXII/AAAAAAAABHg/h83RzfjGvB4/s1600-h/Picture+1205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XSf8sTXII/AAAAAAAABHg/h83RzfjGvB4/s400/Picture+1205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149253195277753474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XPo8sTW_I/AAAAAAAABGY/EQH97KGgAXA/s1600-h/Picture+379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XPo8sTW_I/AAAAAAAABGY/EQH97KGgAXA/s400/Picture+379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149250051361692658" 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/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XPpcsTXAI/AAAAAAAABGg/B7iWL4BNlCc/s1600-h/Picture+402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XPpcsTXAI/AAAAAAAABGg/B7iWL4BNlCc/s400/Picture+402.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149250059951627266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lil angel (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XPpssTXBI/AAAAAAAABGo/KiWe6OcUt_Y/s1600-h/Picture+409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XPpssTXBI/AAAAAAAABGo/KiWe6OcUt_Y/s400/Picture+409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149250064246594578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XPp8sTXCI/AAAAAAAABGw/cK4NNQsQ174/s1600-h/Picture+414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XPp8sTXCI/AAAAAAAABGw/cK4NNQsQ174/s400/Picture+414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149250068541561890" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XPqMsTXDI/AAAAAAAABG4/t_ncVkDOu0w/s1600-h/Picture+415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3XPqMsTXDI/AAAAAAAABG4/t_ncVkDOu0w/s400/Picture+415.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149250072836529202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it snowed babeh!&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/6338383018082317293-6749818973845626989?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/6749818973845626989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/6749818973845626989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/12/black-forest-germany.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R3Yiu8sTXOI/AAAAAAAABIQ/4b3t8SrXMZI/s72-c/Picture+1273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-360347818956635251</id><published>2007-12-21T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:34.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;day4 and5&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;So all I remember is that there was a small boy peeing in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;belgium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;. Well not live but it's a famous statue. Apparently, long time ago, a rich man's son was lost in the streets and he happened to pee on a fire set by the French. And so he finally saved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;Belgium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;Brussels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt; from being burnt down. So his dad found him and decided to make a statue for him. You can't believe how small it is! Then we went to the most beautiful square in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;Europe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;. Anyway off to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;, we took a cruise on the river. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt; city is amazing I tell you! I've decided i'm gonna come back again. And I wanna come with friends! It's a really busy city. Crowds everywhere. Expensive houses along the river. Monuments after monuments. Every building with different designs. Oh those trademark roadside cafes. The eiffel tower which brightens the whole city, shining and sparkling gloriously! Things are expensive. Trust me, shopping there aint cheap. Their perfumes are much much more expensive. They say LV is about 20 to 30% cheaper though. That's what nice about their shopping; everyone buys something. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;LV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;'s super busy&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;here. Unlike sg where people go in but all come out without buying anything! Anyway they have a huge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;LV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;building too. Like two stories? Hoho. I went to their largest shopping centre. Huge really really HUGE! A few buildings, one for women one for men, one for household items and blaa. They have all the elite brands under one roof. Gucci, chanel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;LV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;, Prada, chloe, loewe. Bla and bla. I took their metro too! Or subway whichever you wanna call it. It’s small and everyone pushes you in. Whee! Squeeze squeeze. I’ve never spent that much time staring into blue and green eyes. Simply charming. The european look. Ahh. Those deep blue eye&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Sharp nose that all go together just perfect. I wanna marry a european hohoho! And trust me, there's some really really friendly people. Unlike the many horror stories we hear from asians that stereotype them. But if I do marry one i'll make sure he doesn't  grow fat when he's old. Haha. Lovelove! Anyway I met a few of my mum's Parisien friends. They were really nice. Treated us dinner and coffee and stuff. The french cuisine is good. The beef was ultra tender. Wheee. Alright!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21C1MsTW-I/AAAAAAAABGQ/E_ktk_5sk9o/s1600-h/Picture+1186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21C1MsTW-I/AAAAAAAABGQ/E_ktk_5sk9o/s400/Picture+1186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146843430861888482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shadow of the eiffel :D&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21CQcsTW5I/AAAAAAAABFo/WPZ3SSIyZvk/s1600-h/Picture+1162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21CQcsTW5I/AAAAAAAABFo/WPZ3SSIyZvk/s400/Picture+1162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146842799501695890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the view from the second level of eiffel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21CQssTW6I/AAAAAAAABFw/74DZRC-3Cio/s1600-h/Picture+1160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21CQssTW6I/AAAAAAAABFw/74DZRC-3Cio/s400/Picture+1160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146842803796663202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21CRMsTW7I/AAAAAAAABF4/bddGsRwMQTo/s1600-h/Picture+1155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21CRMsTW7I/AAAAAAAABF4/bddGsRwMQTo/s400/Picture+1155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146842812386597810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21CRMsTW8I/AAAAAAAABGA/abP9dHpmYck/s1600-h/Picture+1152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21CRMsTW8I/AAAAAAAABGA/abP9dHpmYck/s400/Picture+1152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146842812386597826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21CRcsTW9I/AAAAAAAABGI/rSIhRxDQKBs/s1600-h/Picture+1138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21CRcsTW9I/AAAAAAAABGI/rSIhRxDQKBs/s400/Picture+1138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146842816681565138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21Am8sTW0I/AAAAAAAABFA/5q8FSoSsQsE/s1600-h/Picture+272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21Am8sTW0I/AAAAAAAABFA/5q8FSoSsQsE/s400/Picture+272.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146840987025496898" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21AnMsTW1I/AAAAAAAABFI/ZC2pW89Rl_A/s1600-h/Picture+1056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21AnMsTW1I/AAAAAAAABFI/ZC2pW89Rl_A/s400/Picture+1056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146840991320464210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the arch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21AncsTW2I/AAAAAAAABFQ/0E-Vz2ZVcck/s1600-h/Picture+1060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21AncsTW2I/AAAAAAAABFQ/0E-Vz2ZVcck/s400/Picture+1060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146840995615431522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21AnssTW3I/AAAAAAAABFY/AWF3oiagkEA/s1600-h/Picture+1066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21AnssTW3I/AAAAAAAABFY/AWF3oiagkEA/s400/Picture+1066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146840999910398834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21An8sTW4I/AAAAAAAABFg/iHkknCDOzdI/s1600-h/Picture+1076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21An8sTW4I/AAAAAAAABFg/iHkknCDOzdI/s400/Picture+1076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146841004205366146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R209z8sTWwI/AAAAAAAABEg/mxT9ZOR_z_A/s1600-h/Picture+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R209z8sTWwI/AAAAAAAABEg/mxT9ZOR_z_A/s400/Picture+201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146837911828912898" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2090MsTWxI/AAAAAAAABEo/lij7uZRNpJc/s1600-h/Picture+226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2090MsTWxI/AAAAAAAABEo/lij7uZRNpJc/s400/Picture+226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146837916123880210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fly high flag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2090csTWyI/AAAAAAAABEw/h4yUUcIcuu0/s1600-h/Picture+238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2090csTWyI/AAAAAAAABEw/h4yUUcIcuu0/s400/Picture+238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146837920418847522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2090ssTWzI/AAAAAAAABE4/QoL8HhbdZ0s/s1600-h/Picture+246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2090ssTWzI/AAAAAAAABE4/QoL8HhbdZ0s/s400/Picture+246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146837924713814834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R208CssTWrI/AAAAAAAABD4/zLst0aSFV6c/s1600-h/Picture+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R208CssTWrI/AAAAAAAABD4/zLst0aSFV6c/s400/Picture+137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146835966208727730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R208CssTWsI/AAAAAAAABEA/G8uyBtgL2-M/s1600-h/Picture+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R208CssTWsI/AAAAAAAABEA/G8uyBtgL2-M/s400/Picture+141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146835966208727746" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R208C8sTWtI/AAAAAAAABEI/2wv3msXHmaU/s1600-h/Picture+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R208C8sTWtI/AAAAAAAABEI/2wv3msXHmaU/s400/Picture+162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146835970503695058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the many bridges in paris :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R208DMsTWuI/AAAAAAAABEQ/SAQHng5sffY/s1600-h/Picture+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R208DMsTWuI/AAAAAAAABEQ/SAQHng5sffY/s400/Picture+172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146835974798662370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R208DcsTWvI/AAAAAAAABEY/FjNV8ALAJ-A/s1600-h/Picture+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R208DcsTWvI/AAAAAAAABEY/FjNV8ALAJ-A/s400/Picture+179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146835979093629682" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R205d8sTWnI/AAAAAAAABDY/eGJgZY6O7K0/s1600-h/Picture+923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R205d8sTWnI/AAAAAAAABDY/eGJgZY6O7K0/s400/Picture+923.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146833135825279602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the walls in belgium. pretty huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R205ecsTWoI/AAAAAAAABDg/IidifNHu6pc/s1600-h/Picture+925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R205ecsTWoI/AAAAAAAABDg/IidifNHu6pc/s400/Picture+925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146833144415214210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R205ecsTWpI/AAAAAAAABDo/_NFzOyi-7L4/s1600-h/Picture+926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R205ecsTWpI/AAAAAAAABDo/_NFzOyi-7L4/s400/Picture+926.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146833144415214226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R205essTWqI/AAAAAAAABDw/UCj36K0JQWI/s1600-h/Picture+927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R205essTWqI/AAAAAAAABDw/UCj36K0JQWI/s400/Picture+927.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146833148710181538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R203ussTWiI/AAAAAAAABCw/OrO2t4JdTQs/s1600-h/Picture+928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R203ussTWiI/AAAAAAAABCw/OrO2t4JdTQs/s400/Picture+928.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146831224564832802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R203u8sTWjI/AAAAAAAABC4/8JWW8Q8Tk2Q/s1600-h/Picture+929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R203u8sTWjI/AAAAAAAABC4/8JWW8Q8Tk2Q/s400/Picture+929.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146831228859800114" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R203vMsTWkI/AAAAAAAABDA/wAvPVerAoFo/s1600-h/Picture+930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R203vMsTWkI/AAAAAAAABDA/wAvPVerAoFo/s400/Picture+930.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146831233154767426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belgium's famous peeing boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R203vcsTWlI/AAAAAAAABDI/IIaIKLmyErI/s1600-h/Picture+932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R203vcsTWlI/AAAAAAAABDI/IIaIKLmyErI/s400/Picture+932.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146831237449734738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R203vssTWmI/AAAAAAAABDQ/gPpq99BBNWM/s1600-h/Picture+941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R203vssTWmI/AAAAAAAABDQ/gPpq99BBNWM/s400/Picture+941.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146831241744702050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R200yssTWdI/AAAAAAAABCI/FfSvdb_f_94/s1600-h/Picture+944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R200yssTWdI/AAAAAAAABCI/FfSvdb_f_94/s400/Picture+944.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146827994749426130" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R200zMsTWeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/nJhgPGBOIcg/s1600-h/Picture+945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R200zMsTWeI/AAAAAAAABCQ/nJhgPGBOIcg/s400/Picture+945.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146828003339360738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate!&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R200zcsTWfI/AAAAAAAABCY/kwrzlkjza58/s1600-h/Picture+949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R200zcsTWfI/AAAAAAAABCY/kwrzlkjza58/s400/Picture+949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146828007634328050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the famous square in belgium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R200z8sTWgI/AAAAAAAABCg/QiWMEG8ccj0/s1600-h/Picture+951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R200z8sTWgI/AAAAAAAABCg/QiWMEG8ccj0/s400/Picture+951.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146828016224262658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2000csTWhI/AAAAAAAABCo/3L2LbhxuReM/s1600-h/Picture+971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2000csTWhI/AAAAAAAABCo/3L2LbhxuReM/s400/Picture+971.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146828024814197266" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R20zXMsTWYI/AAAAAAAABBg/07DZ5O7QAkQ/s1600-h/Picture+975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R20zXMsTWYI/AAAAAAAABBg/07DZ5O7QAkQ/s400/Picture+975.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146826422791395714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brussels line :D&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/_OSWUokDvqC4/R20zX8sTWZI/AAAAAAAABBo/KdUZMWKEN0g/s1600-h/Picture+982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R20zX8sTWZI/AAAAAAAABBo/KdUZMWKEN0g/s400/Picture+982.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146826435676297618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a million dollar apartment in paris' city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R20zY8sTWaI/AAAAAAAABBw/-jHcBMkXaSw/s1600-h/Picture+989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R20zY8sTWaI/AAAAAAAABBw/-jHcBMkXaSw/s400/Picture+989.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146826452856166818" 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/_OSWUokDvqC4/R20zZcsTWbI/AAAAAAAABB4/SolLRW_hmzE/s1600-h/Picture+1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R20zZcsTWbI/AAAAAAAABB4/SolLRW_hmzE/s400/Picture+1000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146826461446101426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paris' sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R20zZssTWcI/AAAAAAAABCA/EbbpTmWVQ0A/s1600-h/Picture+1001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R20zZssTWcI/AAAAAAAABCA/EbbpTmWVQ0A/s400/Picture+1001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146826465741068738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more pictures will be uploaded next time :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-360347818956635251?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/360347818956635251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/360347818956635251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/12/day4-and5-so-all-i-remember-is-that.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R21C1MsTW-I/AAAAAAAABGQ/E_ktk_5sk9o/s72-c/Picture+1186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-2725164261228553386</id><published>2007-12-21T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:36.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;day3- 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; dec &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;We set out at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;8am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt; when the sky's still as dark as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;6am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;. Off we go to the windmill village. All thanks to the evolution in technology, windmills have been destroyed all over till today's situation of a miserable 1000 windmills in the whole of holland. So windmills are real useful. To pump water, to saw, to do milling bla bla. The one I went into saws wood! Well there's also lots of boats in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;amsterdam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;. House boats are so coool. Eekys! Everywhere you go, you'll see water. Well, that's because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;amsterdam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt; is below sea level haha! Eeks!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;2203- alright we embarked on our trip to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;belgium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt; in the evening and here I am in&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;Brussels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We got stuck in a bad traffic jam so we kinda arrived late. Had dinner and now I’m resting peacefully in the hotel while my fellow singaporeans should be deep asleep. Anyway, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;Brussels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt; is gorgeously beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt; is beautiful, but wow it just gets awfully better. well, they are all beautiful in their own unique way. but I guess I like them all. Like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt; has those nice pastures and farms and the Germans are real good looking. They either look really hunky(oh those deep charming eyes) or they have that world war 2 look- those so often depicted in the movies. They never go wrong with their hat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;Holland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt; has those narrow houses that always stick together. I love their buildings too. And the dutch people are really tall- all thanks to their huge intake of cheese(calcium). In fact, they overtook &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;usa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt; with the tallest people around. In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;belgium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;, their buildings are like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;amsterdam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;, all stuck together except that their designs are more intricate or complicated. Whatever you wanna see it as. With streets of shops underneath it. I must admit i'm completely in love with the european feel. The buildings here are way more interesting than those boring sg hbds. I might consider retiring in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;europe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Hehehe. Anyone in with me? Gotta go bathe now. Belgium city tour tmr morning! Hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qiJ8sTWUI/AAAAAAAABBA/6qKKxqCzrMM/s1600-h/Picture+836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qiJ8sTWUI/AAAAAAAABBA/6qKKxqCzrMM/s400/Picture+836.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146103816018680130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qiJ8sTWVI/AAAAAAAABBI/GNv97MUwRYE/s1600-h/Picture+843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qiJ8sTWVI/AAAAAAAABBI/GNv97MUwRYE/s400/Picture+843.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146103816018680146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qiKMsTWWI/AAAAAAAABBQ/RLkO5YNhj78/s1600-h/Picture+848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qiKMsTWWI/AAAAAAAABBQ/RLkO5YNhj78/s400/Picture+848.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146103820313647458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qiKcsTWXI/AAAAAAAABBY/Qkb21fbxVms/s1600-h/Picture+857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qiKcsTWXI/AAAAAAAABBY/Qkb21fbxVms/s400/Picture+857.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146103824608614770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qeqcsTWOI/AAAAAAAABAQ/hPMe14UE4fU/s1600-h/Picture+869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qeqcsTWOI/AAAAAAAABAQ/hPMe14UE4fU/s400/Picture+869.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146099976317917410" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qeqssTWPI/AAAAAAAABAY/F03ML6Hz23U/s1600-h/Picture+874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qeqssTWPI/AAAAAAAABAY/F03ML6Hz23U/s400/Picture+874.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146099980612884722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside the windmill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qerMsTWQI/AAAAAAAABAg/KhoKtoHwg1c/s1600-h/Picture+877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qerMsTWQI/AAAAAAAABAg/KhoKtoHwg1c/s400/Picture+877.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146099989202819330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qerMsTWRI/AAAAAAAABAo/gSArcKFY_1I/s1600-h/Picture+880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qerMsTWRI/AAAAAAAABAo/gSArcKFY_1I/s400/Picture+880.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146099989202819346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qerssTWSI/AAAAAAAABAw/E4zElfTSd6U/s1600-h/Picture+890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qerssTWSI/AAAAAAAABAw/E4zElfTSd6U/s400/Picture+890.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146099997792753954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qbnssTWJI/AAAAAAAAA_o/qdy-YFBom9s/s1600-h/Picture+893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qbnssTWJI/AAAAAAAAA_o/qdy-YFBom9s/s400/Picture+893.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146096630538393746" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qbn8sTWKI/AAAAAAAAA_w/JWVjcugSkng/s1600-h/Picture+907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qbn8sTWKI/AAAAAAAAA_w/JWVjcugSkng/s400/Picture+907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146096634833361058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qbn8sTWLI/AAAAAAAAA_4/2diQ11b81Y4/s1600-h/Picture+912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qbn8sTWLI/AAAAAAAAA_4/2diQ11b81Y4/s400/Picture+912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146096634833361074" 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/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qboMsTWMI/AAAAAAAABAA/fY41s_0sZ1s/s1600-h/Picture+919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qboMsTWMI/AAAAAAAABAA/fY41s_0sZ1s/s400/Picture+919.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146096639128328386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in belgium&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qbocsTWNI/AAAAAAAABAI/0WeyySXoEC4/s1600-h/Picture+921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qbocsTWNI/AAAAAAAABAI/0WeyySXoEC4/s400/Picture+921.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146096643423295698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belgium's street.&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/6338383018082317293-2725164261228553386?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2725164261228553386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2725164261228553386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/12/day3-10-th-dec-we-set-out-at-8am-when.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qiJ8sTWUI/AAAAAAAABBA/6qKKxqCzrMM/s72-c/Picture+836.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-2024028200205611699</id><published>2007-12-20T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:48.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Christmas is coming! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally love the christmas spirit. yay!&lt;br /&gt;anyway just came back from europe on monday . so i'm gonna blog about the whole trip. i kinda typed everything everday when i was there. so i'm just gonna copy and paste them. Europe was great fun. what spoilt the fun was the fact that was going with a tour and without my friends and family. (well i did go with my mum) so that kinda bored me. but i enjoyed myself, the places were BEAUTIFUL. you'll see for yourself. oh and let me emphasize. the GERMANS ARE REALLY GOOD-LOOKING. teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Day 1 - 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; dec&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;On the first day, we arrived at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Frankfurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; after the exhausting 12 and a half hours flight. Thank God for SQ's tv system. It's such a life saver. Now I know why people pay a thousand more for SQ. Unlike cathay, SQ’s tvee system is like your personal tv. Whereas in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Cathay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;, once you miss that movie then too bad. You catch my drift? It’s like in cathay all the movie’s start at the same time, so you go to whichever channel to watch the movie. If you miss that movie to watch another movie, then that’s too bad for you. But in SQ, you get to choose whatever show you want, like a DVD player, only that all the DVDs are inside that chair. They have like games, Microsoft words, lots of movies ranging from english to jap to korean to bollywood . So I watched daddy day care then inconceivable, but just to kill time, high school musical2! Then I watched this jap movie call tears in heaven yes! I cried like maddd! When everyone around me was deep asleep, I was choking on my tears. Yes I cry easily when I watch these kind of movies. Teehee! We arrived at frankfurt at 8+(german time) and off the the hotel - nh hotel. Not bad I guess. Settled down, fixed my utterly out-of-shape nails then turned in. Tragically, my mum woke up at 3 am and couldn't sleep till 5? But due to my long-suffering in the aeroplane, my sleepless 12hours, I slept well the whole night. Hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Day 2 -9&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; dec&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Left hotel in the morning. Currently on my way to cologne (as I type this), on the way, I see lots of pastures and houses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; is ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS, so cold yet the pastures are just so alive, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; green! Daddy, it's amaing how you've created th&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; world&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;1338 (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;Europe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt; time)- just visited the colonge cathederal. It's really gothic, cause it's black and the designs are really complicated. It was completed in 1880. HOW OLD. So if you're wondering, colonge is part of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt; and spelt klön in german, if i'm not wrong.it's where colonge originated. Ahh that's why it sounded so familiar huh? Hoho.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;Next stop Amsterdam! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;Amsterdam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt; is the capital of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;netherlands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;, more commonly known as holland. We took a cruise along the cannel in a glass boat thingy. But all I really got to admire was their houses. They are built along the cannel and the design's really unique. And their houses are very open. Like they all have huge windows with no curtains. So you can see through every house and each one of them are beautifully decorated. Unlike the &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;'s horrendously messy kind., they have nice paintings and huge bookshelves. It's really cosy; I so wanna live in one. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;After dinner, we took a walk through their &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;red light district &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;which, according to the guide, is pretty notorious. Well, that’s because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;Amsterdam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(0, 0, 10);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; is one country that legalize the trade of prostitution and soft drugs. So we passed by two coffeeshop that sells not only coffee and tea but also Marihuana and Cannabis. And they even have a menu for it! In the red light district they have women posing on those windows, nude and all. What an eye-opener you don't  see that in sg hoho! Anyway no photography allowed there.(sadly, for john who seemed quite excited to hear I actually set foot on that street)  so I didn't  take any photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 12pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qHScsTWFI/AAAAAAAAA_I/QbYJ2YwC868/s1600-h/Picture+723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qHScsTWFI/AAAAAAAAA_I/QbYJ2YwC868/s400/Picture+723.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146074275233618002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;colonge cathedral&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/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qHSssTWGI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/s7NyFqu3oIQ/s1600-h/Picture+725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qHSssTWGI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/s7NyFqu3oIQ/s400/Picture+725.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146074279528585314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all black and gothic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qHSssTWHI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/q5A4Nq3FvYU/s1600-h/Picture+726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qHSssTWHI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/q5A4Nq3FvYU/s400/Picture+726.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146074279528585330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qHS8sTWII/AAAAAAAAA_g/9ha-4ol9hc0/s1600-h/Picture+727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qHS8sTWII/AAAAAAAAA_g/9ha-4ol9hc0/s400/Picture+727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146074283823552642" 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/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qCNMsTWAI/AAAAAAAAA-g/GzHv7DVtnTY/s1600-h/Picture+728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qCNMsTWAI/AAAAAAAAA-g/GzHv7DVtnTY/s400/Picture+728.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146068687481165826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, it's catholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qCNcsTWBI/AAAAAAAAA-o/0_fvGWg5iPI/s1600-h/Picture+734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qCNcsTWBI/AAAAAAAAA-o/0_fvGWg5iPI/s400/Picture+734.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146068691776133138" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qCNssTWCI/AAAAAAAAA-w/WZwKighvsKQ/s1600-h/Picture+735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qCNssTWCI/AAAAAAAAA-w/WZwKighvsKQ/s400/Picture+735.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146068696071100450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mr.chaplin outside the church :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qCN8sTWDI/AAAAAAAAA-4/3fZzgZagfYc/s1600-h/Picture+740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qCN8sTWDI/AAAAAAAAA-4/3fZzgZagfYc/s400/Picture+740.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146068700366067762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qCOMsTWEI/AAAAAAAAA_A/QzLLCFCutg4/s1600-h/Picture+742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qCOMsTWEI/AAAAAAAAA_A/QzLLCFCutg4/s400/Picture+742.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146068704661035074" 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/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p98MsTV7I/AAAAAAAAA94/iM16gMH9WtU/s1600-h/Picture+743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p98MsTV7I/AAAAAAAAA94/iM16gMH9WtU/s400/Picture+743.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146063997376878514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;light a candle in the church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p98MsTV8I/AAAAAAAAA-A/Nz7SirlJgFo/s1600-h/Picture+747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p98MsTV8I/AAAAAAAAA-A/Nz7SirlJgFo/s400/Picture+747.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146063997376878530" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p98ssTV9I/AAAAAAAAA-I/vNAZQKrCU-I/s1600-h/Picture+753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p98ssTV9I/AAAAAAAAA-I/vNAZQKrCU-I/s400/Picture+753.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146064005966813138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's huge i tell you!&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p988sTV-I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/UPl0uUdIj4E/s1600-h/Picture+761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p988sTV-I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/UPl0uUdIj4E/s400/Picture+761.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146064010261780450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've no idea who's he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p99MsTV_I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/GLEEukEPn_w/s1600-h/Picture+763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p99MsTV_I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/GLEEukEPn_w/s400/Picture+763.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146064014556747762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he bows.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p5_MsTV2I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/8wHlrvtDGeE/s1600-h/Picture+768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p5_MsTV2I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/8wHlrvtDGeE/s400/Picture+768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146059650869974882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amsterdam's dam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p5_csTV3I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/tkgTzn9R1JQ/s1600-h/Picture+771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p5_csTV3I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/tkgTzn9R1JQ/s400/Picture+771.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146059655164942194" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p5_ssTV4I/AAAAAAAAA9g/pjxhXy0Swf4/s1600-h/Picture+780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p5_ssTV4I/AAAAAAAAA9g/pjxhXy0Swf4/s400/Picture+780.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146059659459909506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 7 bridges in one row&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p6AMsTV5I/AAAAAAAAA9o/V8pF8q8RJ0Q/s1600-h/Picture+784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p6AMsTV5I/AAAAAAAAA9o/V8pF8q8RJ0Q/s400/Picture+784.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146059668049844114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aren't they pretty?!&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p6AcsTV6I/AAAAAAAAA9w/e7KRmF_9dPU/s1600-h/Picture+792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2p6AcsTV6I/AAAAAAAAA9w/e7KRmF_9dPU/s400/Picture+792.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146059672344811426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they move furnitures in through the windows due to the design of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6338383018082317293-2024028200205611699?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2024028200205611699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2024028200205611699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-is-coming-d-totally-love.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R2qHScsTWFI/AAAAAAAAA_I/QbYJ2YwC868/s72-c/Picture+723.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-5535998039837332250</id><published>2007-12-07T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T13:37:40.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Lord is my shepherd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I shall not lack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hallelujah. hmm was thinking of that psalm and it doesn't say anything for us to do. He makes me lie down in green pastures (prosperity all around)  He Leads us beside the still waters ( i dont have to find it, he leads me). He restores my soul. He leads me in the path of righteousness for his name sake. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't have to do anything!and yet Goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life.&lt;/span&gt;  Thanks God it's completely different from the system of the world. He wants to be your everything what is there for you to do then! To Rest in him. and Only believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one of the busiest holiday. and i'm not in the mood to study haha. Praise Jesus. he'll help me get through my homework.  so first there was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;korea from 7th to 17th nov. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;came back for a week &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; EJ3 @ KL on 27th nov to 1st dec. ( left camp really blessed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;birthday celebration @ meritus 2nd to 3rd dec (pictures on the other blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rest for a week (which is today still)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and off to Europe tmr! (8th dec) hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas party on 25th dec? (leave your christmas free everyone!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER PICTURES ARE ON THE OTHER BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;http://alyn-images.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOODLES.&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-5535998039837332250?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/5535998039837332250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/5535998039837332250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/12/lord-is-my-shepherd-i-shall-not-lack.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-4892212894708893973</id><published>2007-11-25T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T00:10:25.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All Things Work Together For Good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rom 5:1      THEREFORE, having been justified by faith, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;we have peace&lt;/span&gt; with God through our Lord Jesus Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Rom 5:2      through whom also we have access by faith into this grace(favour) in which we stand, and rejoice in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; of the glory of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Only do we have Peace with God, we are standing on favour,Grace ground!&lt;br /&gt;and 'hope' there in Greek means A confident expectation of Good.&lt;br /&gt;Because we are on favour ground, because we have peace with God, We can rejoice in confident expectation of good things happening to us because God has a good opinion of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dont have to be like the people of the world, who struggle who fight. we dont have to win the competition to be something, We already are something in God's eyes! We are secured. Therefore, we can be assured that our future is bright because it is all in DaddyGod's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hey! i didnt say that this means that trouble will never come for us. No. Trouble will come. in fact because you're a believer, Trouble will come, but trouble now takes on a new form cause the next verse says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For someone who has peace with God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rom 5:3      And not only that, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but we also glory in tribulations,&lt;/span&gt; knowing that tribulation produces perseverance;&lt;br /&gt;Rom 5:4      and perseverance, character; and character, hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so now for someone who stands on favour ground, who is confident that good things will happen to him because of God's good opinion of him. Should trouble come, it's like it turns out for your good. Like when the devil throws lemon, it becomes lemonade for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rom 8:28    And we know that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;all things work together for good&lt;/span&gt; to those who love God, to those who are the called according to [His] purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah. you may be in a trouble right now. but well you'll look back and realise that all things work together for your good. :D trouble for the world, is real trouble. but trouble for you, beloved of God. Will work for your Good. Amen! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6338383018082317293-4892212894708893973?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4892212894708893973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4892212894708893973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/11/all-things-work-together-for-good-rom.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-4252264181312653126</id><published>2007-11-21T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:48.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip to Korea was reaaally fun. It's the company of all the cousins that makes every moment worthwhile. The places we visited were beautiful and the weather was just wonderful. God really blessed us. No traffic jams, no bad weather. Hallelujah. Pictures will be up soon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R0QkRuIugFI/AAAAAAAAAwo/r9rVcAfAr5k/s1600-h/IMG_5289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R0QkRuIugFI/AAAAAAAAAwo/r9rVcAfAr5k/s400/IMG_5289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135269361970217042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6338383018082317293-4252264181312653126?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4252264181312653126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4252264181312653126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/11/only-you.html' title='Only You.'/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/R0QkRuIugFI/AAAAAAAAAwo/r9rVcAfAr5k/s72-c/IMG_5289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-1298841824929881589</id><published>2007-11-07T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T01:21:55.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:220%;"&gt;I miss you and i'll be missing you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST BABEH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/6338383018082317293-1298841824929881589?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1298841824929881589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1298841824929881589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-miss-you-and-ill-be-missing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-3021784440962050824</id><published>2007-11-04T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:48.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ry064JtgzaI/AAAAAAAAAuo/HQKZTzwuunA/s1600-h/IMG_3679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ry064JtgzaI/AAAAAAAAAuo/HQKZTzwuunA/s400/IMG_3679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128820286998760866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh mannn! time passes horribly fast. i was looking through my hard-disk, and seeing all the moments of the past. i must admit, the camera is one of man's greatest invention. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that pic was taken like mid-2006 in beijing. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transformed from glory to glory, amen! :D&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/6338383018082317293-3021784440962050824?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3021784440962050824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3021784440962050824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/11/ohhh-mannn-time-passes-horribly-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ry064JtgzaI/AAAAAAAAAuo/HQKZTzwuunA/s72-c/IMG_3679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-7183050478596670541</id><published>2007-11-04T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T03:14:15.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;By your Grace, you have called me your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;alright to view pictures, please go to the other blog. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;oh well, so anyway i went for service yesterday. and realise that i'm in another dare group called EXTREME. hahaha. fortunately, i've met some of them at the halloween party. so it wasn't so awkard. ohhh yeahh and i got some real bad sugar rush.that made me went all maddd. hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more good news for everyone today. and i mean from God's word. i should know by now that most people can't be bothered to read my posts cause it's all about God. oh well. I hope it blesses those who reads them. Well, everything in this world&lt;br /&gt; will fade away, but only his word will stay forever true. besides, let anyone who boast, boast in the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, first of all, my results, YES. I did alright. but i guess better than i'd expected for a lot of subjects cause even though i dont really care i kinda expected to do quite badly. especially my chinese. now, now, I aint boasting in my strength or my intellect. Let me tell everyone reading now, that once again it's all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; BY HIS GRACE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; I never ever thought i'd actually pass my chinese especially considering the fact i scored almost nothing for my whole comprehension cause i couldnt comprehend the passage at all. And then Oral.  almost everyone should know by now that i cant speak chinese for nuts. I read real horribly for the passage, pausing after every word. Well, It's by the favour of God that i could actually score 30/40. which is not bad for me. cause i thought i'd get like 20 that kind of marks. hha  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;YES SO TO THE WORLD. PLEASE, BUT YOUR FAITH IN HIM. HIS GOODNESS AND FAVOUR THAT SURROUNDS YOU WILL CONQUER EVERYTHING FOR YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;you know, we are different from the people of the world. When you're not a believer, God cant see you. but when you are, all you need is to cry out and he's there carrying your burdens. Of course you gotta let him take it from you too. The world works like mad  in their own flash. but when you start believing in Jesus, everything goes well when you just believe in him. we are justified by faith.  It's so simple. Life's so much better.  it's not encouraging you to be lazy. but trust me, it's definitely a victorious life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy loves you more than anyone in the world can and will ever love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;people have been asking me "are you very holy?" and i know how everyone pictures 'a very holy person' well, the answer is YES. cause the bibles defines holy as set apart. and yes i'm set apart from the world. set apart to receive his blessings, his favour, his righteousness, his love. Apparently, if you dont know, God cant see sinners. thats why when he sees a crowd, he can spot you easily cause you've accepted him and your sins are all washed away. Therefore, he can see you  and he drops his blessings on you every moment of your life. SET APART FROM THE WORLD. HALLELUJAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll speak of your great Love for me, Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-7183050478596670541?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/7183050478596670541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/7183050478596670541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/11/by-your-grace-you-have-called-me-your.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-7183672060576830938</id><published>2007-10-23T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T19:29:40.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You lavish me with love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;whats life without you.&lt;br /&gt;what nightmare would i be living.&lt;br /&gt;I see your  &lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pen hands nailed to the cross&lt;/strong&gt; for me in grace.&lt;br /&gt;How is it that you can love a world so undeserving.&lt;br /&gt; You had to power to destroy this earth when sin came in.&lt;br /&gt; With just one breath.&lt;br /&gt;So, why did you save us. and sacrifice your son for us.&lt;br /&gt; Your love is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Your love you lavish on me.&lt;br /&gt; I'll tell the world of your great Grace.&lt;br /&gt;How you came to Earth, crucified, you saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world, with it's darkness, with all the cruetly and undeserving people.&lt;br /&gt;still you came and gave your all for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;You came for me. to Give me life. a HIGHER LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;YOUR LOVE , IT NEVER FAILS, IT NEVER FAILS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-7183672060576830938?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/7183672060576830938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/7183672060576830938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-lavish-me-with-love.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-9164326715347144736</id><published>2007-10-22T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:48.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have won me with your love.&lt;br /&gt;now my heart belongs to you.&lt;br /&gt;You're my Savior my King. In you i have everything.&lt;br /&gt; In my heart there's only You.&lt;br /&gt;Only You, have died to set me free,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;ONLY YOU CAN LOVE ME LIKE YOU DO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rxy73bULSEI/AAAAAAAAAe0/KvRiHY1bmz0/s400/Picture+1457.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124177036940363842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;11th aug. seems like ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;DaddyGod, Whatever i go through, they're all in your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-9164326715347144736?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/9164326715347144736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/9164326715347144736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/10/youhavewonmewithyourlove.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rxy73bULSEI/AAAAAAAAAe0/KvRiHY1bmz0/s72-c/Picture+1457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-1643441898946816730</id><published>2007-10-13T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:49.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;next up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Halloween party &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Oct 31st&lt;br /&gt;venue: Meritus Mandarin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;please confirm if you're staying or not asap. it's in two weeks' time so get excited and dress scary, weird, disgusting, anything like horror. :D scary masks will do too, just be prepared to suffer in your own sweat. Pray that it doesnt rain too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. there will be a fees as we need to pay for the room and the sweets. Those who stayover might have to pay more. :D anyways, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to dress up, scare the public,play disgusting games and have lots of fun with your friends. so those who are coming please confirm with me and get your costumes ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOOYAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;from year 2006--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RxBm1bULQjI/AAAAAAAAASc/r2CGrLOpwic/s1600-h/DSC00778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RxBm1bULQjI/AAAAAAAAASc/r2CGrLOpwic/s400/DSC00778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120705844371735090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RxBm17ULQkI/AAAAAAAAASk/PcBb-bECHSc/s1600-h/ALYSSA%27S+PiCTURES+1071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RxBm17ULQkI/AAAAAAAAASk/PcBb-bECHSc/s400/ALYSSA%27S+PiCTURES+1071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120705852961669698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RxBm2LULQlI/AAAAAAAAASs/0xZGsMdqMLM/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RxBm2LULQlI/AAAAAAAAASs/0xZGsMdqMLM/s400/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120705857256637010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;everybody loves to take pictures with you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RxBm2LULQmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/PM23ZvkIJs8/s1600-h/DSC00793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RxBm2LULQmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/PM23ZvkIJs8/s400/DSC00793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120705857256637026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RxBm2bULQnI/AAAAAAAAAS8/iGqXFzUZ5lI/s1600-h/DSC00805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RxBm2bULQnI/AAAAAAAAAS8/iGqXFzUZ5lI/s400/DSC00805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120705861551604338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-1643441898946816730?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1643441898946816730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1643441898946816730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/10/next-up.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RxBm1bULQjI/AAAAAAAAASc/r2CGrLOpwic/s72-c/DSC00778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-8306581897307146696</id><published>2007-10-06T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T11:09:34.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALYSSA IS SMELLY.&lt;br /&gt;CHARLOTTE IS UGLY.&lt;br /&gt;PRISCILLA'S HAIR SMELLS LIKE ONION.&lt;br /&gt;IVY'S A BROWNIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW NOW, REMEMBER WHAT WE LEARNT TODAY IN SCHOOL?&lt;br /&gt;I CALL YOU NAMES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BECAUSE I LIKE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/6338383018082317293-8306581897307146696?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/8306581897307146696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/8306581897307146696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/10/random.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-1949803058430106504</id><published>2007-10-02T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T22:17:59.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everything i am for you kingdom's cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so mums can get a lil overboard sometimes. Especially when they step into that period by which we call menopause. Oh yess. Those who've yet to experience a mum like that. haha piece of advise. be more understanding. most of the time, they dont mean what they are shouting and they still love you.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it gets utterly utterly unreasonable. Just a few mins ago, my mum seeing me go up the stairs, asked me to bring her ipod down. There were things going through my mind and as i reached my computer room, i sat down, set up my printer, and it slipped off my mind. just minutes later, she stomped up and started erm.. scolding me? well while walking to her room, and when i explained that i forgot and was sorry. she said that there was no such thing? and then started uttering some threats like she wasnt gonna help me do some stuff (AS USUAL ALL MUMS DO THAT). but like hello? it's as if all the infuriation that only came into existance a min ago had just took over their keen sense of judgement. We're all humans, sometimes we do forget things. It's not as if i did it on purpose; not as if i forget things ever so frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, maybe we all have that weakness. We tend to scream at someone when dealing with extreme anger without really knowing what we were uttering.  However, It's important we remember to be reasonable. You'll never know when your one harmless sentence could actually hurt someone so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nomatter what, i'll still love you mummy &lt; 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i do become a mum, i'll make sure i'm a bestfriend to my child. I ain't gonna be that strict mum that instills fear into my child to ensure discipline. I would rather he or she come and tell be everything and be comfortable with it. then to have a child that fears me and not tell me anything and ends up rebelling in secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell. just some thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all, look to your DaddyGod to handle everything and everyone you're worried about. You can change a person but you'll never know,he might just turn back to his old ways.i believe only DaddyGod's work lasts forever and is definitely a glorious and perfect one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-1949803058430106504?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1949803058430106504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1949803058430106504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/10/everything-i-am-for-you-kingdoms-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-3807891753929431169</id><published>2007-10-02T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T19:01:36.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;For Unglamorous Agape Funfair pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit &lt;a href="http://alyn-images.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://alyn-images.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6338383018082317293-3807891753929431169?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3807891753929431169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3807891753929431169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/10/for-unglamorous-agape-funfair-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-5319067142573554951</id><published>2007-09-26T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T19:59:22.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Count it all joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Exams are Over.&lt;br /&gt;Innovation week is OVER.&lt;br /&gt;Coming up is the AGAPE FUNFAIR.&lt;br /&gt;Venue: PLMGSS&lt;br /&gt;Time: 9 to 5pm&lt;br /&gt;Stall: SUMO WRESTLER&lt;br /&gt;come support us everyone! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;innovation week was more hectic that exams. we stayed up all night and calculated everything one by one, bit by bit. hahaha i'll upload the video of our plans. which apparently didnt make it. haha it's alright. All's over :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're getting our results next week :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;Daddy.It's no use looking to myself. it's no use counting on my strength. Daddy i know you're faithful. and all i'll do is stand on your word and trust in you. I recieve your faith to walk on oceans deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway. I'm thinking of setting up another blog just for photos. so it'll be easier for me to appreciate them too. hmmm. so it'll be up soon i hope! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOHOHO. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&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/6338383018082317293-5319067142573554951?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/5319067142573554951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/5319067142573554951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/09/count-it-all-joy.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-6438040907708714835</id><published>2007-09-17T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:51.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at him and be at rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Two more papers to go. Hallelujah. I guess many are disheartened by the exams. Which were beyond difficult. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Daddy, I look to you and be at rest. Because i have your anointing and your favour, i am destined to reign in life with the adundance of Grace and the GIFT of righteousness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Psalm 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Psa 23:5   You prepare a table before me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;in the&lt;strong&gt; presence of my enemies;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;anoint my head&lt;/strong&gt; with oil;&lt;br /&gt;My&lt;strong&gt; cup runs over.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psa 23:6   Surely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;goodness and mercy shall follow me&lt;br /&gt;All the days of my life;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will dwell in the house of the LORD&lt;br /&gt;Forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 23 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Daddygod prepares a table for you. you know you dont stand at the table to eat. You sit. In the presence of your enemies, in the midst of your challenges, Daddy prepares a table for you to rest and eat his bread of life. It doesnt matter what problem you're going through cause the next part says that he anoints your head with oil and your cup runs over. your joy runs over. And SURELY Goodness and Mercy hunts you down all the days of your life and you will dwell in the house of the LORD foever. Life is great with God. When you realise how big your God is, you'll realise how small your problem is. and your Daddy is HUGE. he hold the whole universe in the palm of his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so this is perhaps one of the worst exam periods i've ever had. but look on the bright side it's one with short sufferings not the long draggy ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so cant wait for everything to end! I feel like blogging but i've no idea what i wanna say. Oh well&lt;br /&gt;went to take some pics on sat. :D Watched ratatouillee on sunday. the rat's so cute. only Aly wants to know why it's blue. Which does not bother me. as long as it cooks HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's some pics taken on saturday. I went to esplanade. but it was too damn hot. so i only managed to take a few. I'd rather take people or nature actually. Buildings are boring. My photographic skills arent good or anything. But it's the art of it that makes it all worth it. The way you try different angles to capture something picture perfect. The way a small change in shutter speed can make a whole world look different. The many ways you can express yourself in your photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SO, ANYONE WANTS TO BE MY MODEL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4g5BEf-8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSYVXuN4sfA/s1600-h/Picture+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4g5BEf-8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSYVXuN4sfA/s400/Picture+183.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111058791024032706" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4g5REf-9I/AAAAAAAAAOI/-3qA3HK3CSQ/s1600-h/Picture+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4g5REf-9I/AAAAAAAAAOI/-3qA3HK3CSQ/s400/Picture+181.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111058795319000018" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mybitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4g5hEf--I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/NAdkUv5NX1Q/s1600-h/Picture+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4g5hEf--I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/NAdkUv5NX1Q/s400/Picture+167.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111058799613967330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it's back to childhood,babeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4g5xEf-_I/AAAAAAAAAOY/ClmdnLjsLrU/s1600-h/Picture+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4g5xEf-_I/AAAAAAAAAOY/ClmdnLjsLrU/s400/Picture+147.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111058803908934642" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you may stand along. But know that your Daddy who created the heavens above and the earth holds on to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4g6REf_AI/AAAAAAAAAOg/YxkTerw_74U/s1600-h/Picture+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4g6REf_AI/AAAAAAAAAOg/YxkTerw_74U/s400/Picture+133.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111058812498869250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4eaBEf-3I/AAAAAAAAANY/W9lmvrLxI-c/s1600-h/Picture+218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4eaBEf-3I/AAAAAAAAANY/W9lmvrLxI-c/s400/Picture+218.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111056059424832370" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dont go making all these promises,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4eaREf-4I/AAAAAAAAANg/9HcuEGgh-w0/s1600-h/Picture+217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4eaREf-4I/AAAAAAAAANg/9HcuEGgh-w0/s400/Picture+217.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111056063719799682" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you know you can not keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4eahEf-5I/AAAAAAAAANo/otfrIsha2Po/s1600-h/Picture+215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4eahEf-5I/AAAAAAAAANo/otfrIsha2Po/s400/Picture+215.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111056068014766994" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4ebREf-6I/AAAAAAAAANw/s8ZqdNJSARg/s1600-h/Picture+194+edit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4ebREf-6I/AAAAAAAAANw/s8ZqdNJSARg/s400/Picture+194+edit2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111056080899668898" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Daddy only thinks&lt;strong&gt; good thoughts&lt;/strong&gt; of me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4ebhEf-7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/a0jm3ZXhl8Q/s1600-h/Picture+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4ebhEf-7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/a0jm3ZXhl8Q/s400/Picture+188.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111056085194636210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you're&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; one in a million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;once in a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/6338383018082317293-6438040907708714835?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/6438040907708714835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/6438040907708714835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/09/lookathimandbeatrest.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Ru4g5BEf-8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSYVXuN4sfA/s72-c/Picture+183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-8842351226682983550</id><published>2007-09-05T05:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:51.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rt3XWxVl_yI/AAAAAAAAANQ/annY5Fab1g4/s1600-h/Image+393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106474338709012258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rt3XWxVl_yI/AAAAAAAAANQ/annY5Fab1g4/s400/Image+393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Till the break of dawn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Show me how to &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; like you have loved me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Everything i am for your Kingdom's cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As i go from nothing to Eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;For at your name &lt;strong&gt;every knee shall bow and every tongue confess&lt;/strong&gt; that you are God.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JESUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; There's power in that name. Demons bow when i call on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-8842351226682983550?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/8842351226682983550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/8842351226682983550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/09/till-break-of-dawn.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rt3XWxVl_yI/AAAAAAAAANQ/annY5Fab1g4/s72-c/Image+393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-7068696239854591145</id><published>2007-09-03T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:51.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RtrqahVl_xI/AAAAAAAAANI/zOWmlvngVs8/s1600-h/Image+580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105650868924317458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RtrqahVl_xI/AAAAAAAAANI/zOWmlvngVs8/s400/Image+580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My failings surely would have drowned me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DEAREST DADDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DaddyGod, as I go through my exams. i know you've given me the victory. That it is not by my might or my strength or how much i strive or how smart i am or how hard i study. But it is about YOU, Daddy. You, Your Grace and your perfect work on the cross. I know Daddy, I am blessed. I am an heir of the world. and i am blessed with believing Abraham. I study as i rest in you. I am yours and nothing can take your love away from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU DADDY. YOU'RE MY EVERYTHING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lots of LOVE, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;your beloved child, Alyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have never walked on waters, felt the waves beneath my feet. But at your feet Lord, I recieve your faith to walk on ocean's deep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;And i remember how you've found me. In the very same place, all my failings surely would have drowned me, STILL YOU MADE A WAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU ARE MY FREEDOM. JESUS YOU'RE THE REASON I'M KNEELING AGAIN AT YOUR THRONE. WHERE WOULD I BE WITHOUT YOU HERE IN MY LIFE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6338383018082317293-7068696239854591145?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/7068696239854591145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/7068696239854591145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-failings-surely-would-have-drowned.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RtrqahVl_xI/AAAAAAAAANI/zOWmlvngVs8/s72-c/Image+580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-9117207366719660333</id><published>2007-09-02T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T02:50:17.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thanks Bubble.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i really needed to hear.&lt;br /&gt;I'll smile. I'm smiling . you better be too. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone can smile but only a person who can smile with no evil in his heart. Then that smile goes a thousand miles.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smile like you mean it Babeh! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"The most important and necessary words she needed to know were sincere and true from the only person who mattered to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For once she was happy that she was wrong about something"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-9117207366719660333?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/9117207366719660333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/9117207366719660333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/09/thanks-bubble.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-3738839405826922575</id><published>2007-08-31T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T23:19:25.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Goodbye's the hardest word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I believe. I Believe that Forever is never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chimerical Fantasies &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Two opposing thoughts began to rage inside her, two thoughts that could not compromise with each other, two thoughts but one had to leave. It was going to be a risk, if she were to take the chance and go on a relationship, she might leave hurt. Like she has always believed, forever was never, why would this be an exception? Why embark on a suicide mission like the kamikaze pilots of Japan, and only lose? Would this sacrifice allow her to reap any benefits? She was confused and lost. Or perhaps, she was just afraid of love. It was something she had never experienced before, to her, it was all false words and hearsay. Until he came along, until he changed her life and disrupted all the doubts she had that love existed. And it was as if he knew what she was feeling, all the conflicted ideas that clashed in this dilemma of emotions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'I thought that I should write this letter to you and you should know that this is from my heart. Written with thoughts running through my head, the words play, as I would say. You must be feeling really down right now, I could sense it, as I felt your body move differently as I embraced you in my arms when we last met. I have missed you terribly since then. I’ve seen the look in your eyes change as my met yours. I hope you know that I understand how you feel. I’ve felt this before and I don’t know how I could help you get over and give me a chance, because it was time that taught me how to. Thus, to summarize all that I have to say and the purpose of this letter are the words written in bold red fonts, next to the single red rose I’ve drawn. A single rose for the single special one I want to be with forever, darling, I will change the saying that forever is never’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tears from her eyes fell onto the three words that meant the most to her. ‘I love you’ crawled out from her lips as she read those three words. The most important and necessary words she needed to know were sincere and true from the only person who mattered to her. Who knew that a person could be the difference between happiness and total misery? Who knew that she could be so wrong about love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;For once she was happy that she was wrong about something.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'I thought that I should write this letter to you and you should know that this is from my heart. Written with thoughts running through my head, the words play, as I would say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I've missed you terribly since.&lt;/strong&gt; I never thought this would happen. I knew it was coming but i never imagined it this way. It's as if everything has long been forgotten. As if we never knew either of us existed. Where'd you go? I've been waiting and watching reality set in. Watching and wondering if straw hearts still had any significance; wondering if you, on the other end of this earth knows what i'm thinking. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conflicted ideas that clash in a dilemma of emotions. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not in love&lt;/span&gt;. I find it hard to believe in concept of love myself. I'm not emo nope nope. Nothing close to emo. Cause the older i get the more i've realised that, one, it's not worth getting upset when someone has disappointed you because, more often than not, they dont give a hoot that they are letting you down and two, it's pointless to depend on the things around you to make you happy. My delight is in the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've forgotten all that happened. It doesn't matter. Then again, conflicted ideas - I miss you. Where'd you go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MEskpfHOTAk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MEskpfHOTAk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&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/6338383018082317293-3738839405826922575?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3738839405826922575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3738839405826922575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/08/goodbyes-hardest-word.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-2132049686950489632</id><published>2007-08-20T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T21:04:07.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;all my fears they fade away&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;when i see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DaddyGod, whatever happens, i'll look to you. i'll see you in your fullest glory and know that you're the same yesterday today and forever. I know i am righteous in you and i stay secured in your love. This month's utterly utterly dreadful and i'm exhausted from exams. But when i'm down i blog the good news. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People out there, Exams were horrible. I know many are dishearten by the difficulty of the paper. Still know that the bible says you're more than a conqueror &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[Rom 8:37 Yet in all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know i always wondered what it meant to be 'MORE THAN CONQUERORS'. Hallelujah now let me tell you what's it like to be more than conquerors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was once a boxer Perhaps muay thai. He was in a match and there he was fighting with all his might. His opponent was indeed a strong one. Still he fought with all his heart and never gave up. He was bruised, blood flowed from his nose, his mouth, he was trying hard to catch his breath and then PFFT! It was a real strong kick and he was down on the floor. Trying his best to endure the pain, he got up,and with the last bit of his strength, with all he had, He punched his opponent and his opponent went down. Then the referee counted down. 10, 9 8..7..6..5..4..3..2..1. and wow. the pain he endured; blood was flowing down his face as the referee handed him his cash prize of 10 k. and there he was exhausted, he went home with the money, went to the bed room where his wife was, and said to his wife 'Here darling, This is for you' and he handed her all the money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You may think, how stupid! he could have went out and partied a bit and celebrated a bit with all that money. Let me tell you. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The fighter, is a conqueror. but the wife is MORE THAN A CONQUEROR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that's exactly what Jesus did for us. He conquered death, he conquered the curse of the law. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But WE are more than conquerors we have the benefits.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He endured the pain on the cross, he took all our sins and was rejected by God and by the people on earth. He suffered so much, just so we can live life abundantly. Ain't God good? and you are his beloved. whoohoo! i'm feeling better now. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His love NEVER FAILS.&lt;/strong&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Abba God give Alyn the dew (favour) of heaven and the fatness of the earth and make her the head and not the tail; a leader and not a follower, she shall be above only, and not be beneath, and she will always have the upper hand, for she is more than conquerors through Christ who loves her." -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;from my mum whom i just talked to. Amen mummy! thanks :D It makes me feel better knowing that what i am don't depend on my results but what he has done for me. More than a conqueror. amen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha you're really funny. what can be further from the truth. it's okay if you offend me like that i'm secured in DaddyGod and my Bible tells me that&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; My God never sleeps nor slumber. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a name="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Psa 121:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My help comes from the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;Who made heaven and earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Psa 121:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will not allow your foot to be moved;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He who keeps you will not slumber&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Psa 121:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold, He who keeps Israel&lt;br /&gt;Shall neither slumber nor sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Psa 121:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD is your keeper;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD is your shade at your right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Psa 121:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun shall not strike you by day,&lt;br /&gt;Nor the moon by night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Psa 121:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD shall preserve you from all evil;&lt;br /&gt;He shall preserve your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Psa 121:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD shall preserve your going out and your coming in&lt;br /&gt;From this time forth, and even forevermore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how then can he create me while sleeping? I know i'm significant and i am his beloved. i'm not a mistake. and what right do you have to say i am cheap? I dont know how you concluded that but i know i dont give love to anyone just anyhow. or however you would define 'cheap'. so i'm cheap? so you claim i'm of no class?haha i dont even need class. It doesn't define who i am. All i need to know is who i am in Christ. and i know as Christ is so am i in this world&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; [2Cr 10:7&lt;br /&gt;Do you look at things according to the outward appearance? If anyone is convinced in himself that he is Christ's, let him again consider this in himself, that just as he [is] Christ's, even *so we [are] Christ's. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It doesnt matter what you really say about me. God is gracious and &lt;strong&gt;he loves you too&lt;/strong&gt; no matter what you've done wrong or right. It's true that friends leave and happy moments fade. But God loves you unconditionally and he's the only one who will be the same yesterday today and forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of all i aint 17. I'm younger than Adin actually. and i know you dont want me to contact him. For your infomation, i'm not talking to him anymore ever since that time you rang me up. But telling me not to befriend him, i doubt so. Friendship ain't just a contract. something you sign and break when you dont want to. it's A Promise. Something you can't break so easily. I've learnt how important friends are in life. It's alright if i don't talk to him, but calling him a complete stranger, maybe not. I'm already not talking to him so please, dont take it too hard on him too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And also 'obsessed' is a indeed a strong word it's defined as having or showing excessive or compulsive concern with something. If i were obsessed with Adin i would still be msging him and ignoring your remarks. But i'm really trying to respect you here and therefore i'm not talking to him. My blog only has 14.29% of him too, it's only 4 posts out of 28 other posts in my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And once again we're just friends and he'll always be your son, no one's gonna take him away. you'll always be his mum. so let's not conclude things from the surface that we see, let's not be superficial. I'm sorry if what i said in my last post did offend you in anyway. I'm not mad that you called me 'cheap' and 'of no class', I just wanna let you know that whatever it is, DaddyGod still loves you and i've got nothing against you. I know you probably have a very deep negative impression of me and you probably detest me. But i dont think you should label me as such when you don't really know me. But i really dont take it to heart so it's okay. well you're really blessed. Look around you and appreciate even the small things you have. &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey girlfriends. DaddyGod is so good. He loves you and was rejected so that you will be accepted into his kingdom. like i said &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;even if you're the last one on earth He'll still die for you.&lt;/span&gt; think of it. &lt;strong&gt;HOW MANY GUYS WILL ACTUALLY DO THAT? &lt;/strong&gt;yes some guy may tell you that he loves you so much and he'll die for you if he had to. But which guy actually really mean it? Which guy would die for you? we're all human. I know love makes it possible. But still he won't get you to heaven. Dont look for love in the wrong places. the love human gives can get pretty ugly too. even divorces are ultra common nowadays. Know that your Daddy's love for you will always be the same. Stay secured in him cause he's the only one who won't let you down. He's the only one who's so gracious, so slow to anger. He's never angry with you and he will never go against you. He will never let you down; even humans do. Trust is important in marriage, just imagine trusting someone who will never ever ever let you down. In the same way we're 'married' to God. and he is ever so faithful.I'm not making this up. It's all in the bible and it's what i truly have experienced. Spread the good news. The world needs to know that he is never against them and is waiting with arms wide open for them. SHALOM :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-2132049686950489632?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2132049686950489632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2132049686950489632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/08/jesus-all-my-fears-they-fade-away-when.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-9034079053360984390</id><published>2007-08-19T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:52.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe&lt;/em&gt; that parents did the best job they knew how to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe&lt;/em&gt; there's a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; difference between Mums who are believers and those who arent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe&lt;/em&gt; that we shouldn't place our happiness in other people's hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe&lt;/em&gt; you dont know what you've got until you say goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe&lt;/em&gt; your most attractive features are your heart and soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe&lt;/em&gt; forgiveness is the key to your unhappiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe&lt;/em&gt; i miss Adin cause I'm being deprived of a friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe&lt;/em&gt; in DaddyGod that all my delight is in him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;BLESSED 16th BIRTHDAY BUBBLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rsed2hVl_uI/AAAAAAAAAMw/-UPz5bud6qQ/s1600-h/Picture+1472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100218663007813346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rsed2hVl_uI/AAAAAAAAAMw/-UPz5bud6qQ/s400/Picture+1472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rsed3BVl_vI/AAAAAAAAAM4/EJqwNl6yHtw/s1600-h/Picture+1453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100218671597747954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rsed3BVl_vI/AAAAAAAAAM4/EJqwNl6yHtw/s400/Picture+1453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rsed3RVl_wI/AAAAAAAAANA/zAD0cSSe2Jk/s1600-h/Picture+1492.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Blessed sweet sixteen bubble. May all your dreams and wishes come through. Dream big yeah, your Daddy in heaven shall provide he is big so ask bigg! May you be blessed with all blessings in heavenly places. May the favour of God surround you like a shield that you may excel in your Os. May his shalom peace be with you and his grace we shown in whatver you conquer. May you be transfromed from glory to glory and touch the lives around you. May you sing moreee and make more albums hur hur! May you prosper and be in health. May your hair be blonde. May you expand as a bubble. May you be greatly blessed, highly favoured, deeply loved.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;woah thats i whole lot. Bubble just have fun ya. You only get to live your youth once. Remember the creator in your youth. Hoho. Just know that throughout your exams i'm here supporting you :D and dont get too hard up. You're victorious already. Not by your might , not by your strength but by the finished work on the cross. Just rest in Christ yeah. It helps a whole lot! Your Daddy in heaven loves you. so even if i cant talk to you till like forever, (yes i talked to your mum on saturday. AGR) just erm know that you've always got Daddy God to lean on and perhaps we'll talk after your exams. I pray so. I'll be praying for you too. Prove to your mum you're not a kid no more okay. You'll do well.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I believe in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was being downright judgemental. She hardly knows me. Who is she to judge God's creation. I'm not against her or anything i have no right. She was just doing her Job anyway. still I BELIEVE she thinks he's still a child is evidently because she never allowed him to mature. Who in the world chooses friends for other people. I guess she was worried for him. but it was more like paraniod over something so minor. It's so drama. I've cant do much anyway. I can pray. I know my Daddy can change her and transform her. I've seen it happen. Yes. and i aint emo. Emo's a waste of time. But it's ultra depressing. AGR. I'll wait. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I'll be still and know that he is God. Afterall He's the answer to everything.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-9034079053360984390?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/9034079053360984390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/9034079053360984390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rsed2hVl_uI/AAAAAAAAAMw/-UPz5bud6qQ/s72-c/Picture+1472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-2239589137691445704</id><published>2007-08-06T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:55.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Listen to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; the melody,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cause my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldnt find time to blog but since there's no test tmr and bubble tagged. i shall blog! just a short one though. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; here we go!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;erm let's start on&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; friday! 3rd aug.&lt;/span&gt; - I HAD ORAL EXAMINATION! and i got Ms. I . hoho! Praise Jesus. Grace grace really. anyhow. after that i rushed to the dentist and after which i went for FOP. afterwhich, tweenie and I went to walk along the river (hahah! yeah river and meanders and valleys and OXBOW lakes! ) then, we decided to have dinner at jumbo! just the two of us with the river breeze haha. we shared secrets and you know the typical girl stuff! Love you Aly! oh well had a longg day and then my papa came to fetche us and gave her a ride home! pictures are still with her. ALY IF YOU SEE THIS, RMB MY THUMBDRIVE! Rah! Oh and&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; BLESSED 14th BIRTHDAY BREADY BRADLEY!&lt;/span&gt; although i know you dont read my blog. heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;saturday! 4th aug- &lt;/span&gt;I went to catch simpsons with AdinBubbleBuddayeBooBabeofBubbleland. [ yes please excuse the ultra long name] oh and kenvin too . It's realllllyyyfunny. but thanks you the many people who told me the funny parts before i watched it, i kinda knew what was gonna happen before it actually appeared in the screen! ahh! spoilt! but anyway! met ivy after that. and we all went for Dare! whoohoo! YAY! and yes pastor Dan preached. but we kinda missed the fast songs in front cause we were late oh well! I shall not be late next time. &lt;strong&gt;God be the solution!&lt;/strong&gt; :D anyhow, Bubble passed me two postcards and a letter. and trust me it's really funny. hhaha. and the alien drawing's damn cute AND REAL. it looked like it was printed there. so anyway in service we were passing around notes. Hoho. it was just random notes. but they were really cute cause like i sent one in a normal letter shape. and i didnt expect it but he returned the letter in an aeroplane! i'll upload the pic later. oh and then i decided to play along and returned in a boat! hoho! i've never done it with anyone before though. In all those years of sending notes to people, i never realy folded it into something like a boat! so Bubble you ought to feel honoured. so anyway! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;strawwww heart! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. we then went for dinner and left for home at 9+? yeah. i'll be seeing bubble this sat again. Hoho. i'm excited. till then i'll tell you readers more about it :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sunday 5th aug&lt;/span&gt;- I mugged and mugged oh yes! and then i mugged again and mugged and CHURCH hallelujah! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Monday 6th aug&lt;/span&gt;- GEOG TEST ATE UP MY WEEKEND. DAMN IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Praise Jesus it's over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All you people out there. I wanna tell you, that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're Significant to Daddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You mean so much to him. even if you're the last one on earth, he'd send his son to die for you. He Loves you. No man can love you more! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Friend (amanda) loves to take photos during lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alyssa whines that her days are passing so fast &amp; that it's my fault?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sarah's a breastie. totally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Charlotte has a new name POPLETTE. and i absolutely love to hug poplette till her eye balls feel like POPing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I cant wait for Bubble to sing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I need to get Birthday presents!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think Bubble can be Beyond sweett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But i still believe that guys still have that general insensitivity (whatever you wanna call it) [any man want to prove me wrong?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know my future boyfriend better be someone who loves DaddyGod too and shouldnt be too wild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know i absolutely love Blondie's hair! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095612973688745122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RrdBAHmW7KI/AAAAAAAAAKg/0F5cfp3LpGg/s400/Picture+1202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm writing these letters to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RrdBAnmW7LI/AAAAAAAAAKo/yJ1c_AMAymg/s1600-h/Picture+1212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095612982278679730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RrdBAnmW7LI/AAAAAAAAAKo/yJ1c_AMAymg/s400/Picture+1212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RrdBBHmW7MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QqJmcjunQ9g/s1600-h/Picture+1226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095612990868614338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RrdBBHmW7MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QqJmcjunQ9g/s400/Picture+1226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dont look so troubled. What's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RrdBB3mW7NI/AAAAAAAAAK4/i1DNZ_7P0PI/s1600-h/Picture+1230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095613003753516242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RrdBB3mW7NI/AAAAAAAAAK4/i1DNZ_7P0PI/s400/Picture+1230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Twins? :O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truly,madly, deeply babeh!&lt;/strong&gt;&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/6338383018082317293-2239589137691445704?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2239589137691445704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2239589137691445704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/08/listen-to-melody-cause-my-loves-in.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RrdBAHmW7KI/AAAAAAAAAKg/0F5cfp3LpGg/s72-c/Picture+1202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-5469693694575555782</id><published>2007-07-27T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:48:59.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm believing in you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hey there glorious people! i just need to blog. so well first of all i think i owe S an apology. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sorry for wrongfully accusing you. i dont wanna make you upset or anything anymore. So i really don't wanna say anything anymore.I'm sorry for misunderstanding you then.i understand how you feel, probably fustrated that after all this time i'm still there accusing you. i guess i kinda overreacted and even though i'm really not sure who you are now. and how much you've changed i just wanna tell you that you're still loved. By Daddy and he really wants to shower his grace on you. so please dont turn away from him. You've got a destiny and i know it's Bright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OHHO. i think Morgan's birthday's either today or yesterday. I'm not too sure :/ SORRY BOB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLESSED BIRTHDAY MORGAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnYCnmW65I/AAAAAAAAAIY/rDjuGkXbTWI/s1600-h/Picture+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091838393220262802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnYCnmW65I/AAAAAAAAAIY/rDjuGkXbTWI/s400/Picture+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; blessedbirthday morgan! i know i'm not too close to you these days. But it's been awesome having you as a friend. you're ever so funny, never failing to make me laugh. I still remember that day just a few weeks ago i asked you to do my maths sum which you apparently couldnt do it! but you tried to act like you knew how and it was really funny. i really wonder how you can be that witty. your jokes and stories are always downright hilarious. Glad i know you. and dont turn too emo! (P.S i like your old hair style more. heh) anyway May God bless, May you score well in your Os and get into the business? course that you want. May he be with you as you become a firefighter, oh and an elite one. haha well! just know that Daddy loves you and his favour surrounds you like a shield :D .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh here's the maths sum: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;find angle x where 0&lt;&gt; 360&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 sin + 2 = tan 75&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this was how you explained.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First, you move the tan in so it becomes 3sintan(x+2)=75&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then you multiply the word so it becomes 3stian(x+2) = 75 [ I LAUGHED LIKE MAD AT THIS PART you pronounced STIAN damnnn funny]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;next, divide by 3 or sth = stian x+2 = 75/3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then *mrs koh comes and take over* hahahahha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091838406105164706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnYDXmW66I/AAAAAAAAAIg/B7W25Uid7Uk/s400/Picture+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we gotta catch up soon Bob! :D ___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway, i've been so deeply in love with the webcam these days. It's real entertaining but it's indeed capable of stealing all your precious time. Well you've gotta webcam with funny people too. the happiness gets quite contagious over the cam. HOHO! EVERYONE GET YOUR CAM NOW. here's some pics we too&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnZknmW7EI/AAAAAAAAAJw/CnTqM7EwAiQ/s1600-h/charlotte+and+i.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091840076847443010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnZknmW7EI/AAAAAAAAAJw/CnTqM7EwAiQ/s400/charlotte+and+i.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;fatty and I doing our peace out! hahaha! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091840081142410338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnZk3mW7GI/AAAAAAAAAKA/aKjMlkGOEBY/s400/jiale+and+i2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;RAWR! oh yes, pore packs really works! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091840081142410322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnZk3mW7FI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/yn-DsgqNPbw/s400/friend+and+i+webcam8.JPG" border="0" /&gt; friend and I. Wise man says only &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BULLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; rush in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnZlHmW7HI/AAAAAAAAAKI/A9sY3FGJxKE/s1600-h/jiale+and+i.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091840085437377650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnZlHmW7HI/AAAAAAAAAKI/A9sY3FGJxKE/s400/jiale+and+i.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You look like you're suffocating! PLEASE BREATHE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091839531386596322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnZE3mW6-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/SVNapp9itYo/s400/adin+10.JPG" border="0" /&gt; hey BUBBLEBUDDAYEBOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnZE3mW6_I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CgJs7BcDnp8/s1600-h/adin+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091839531386596338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnZE3mW6_I/AAAAAAAAAJI/CgJs7BcDnp8/s400/adin+6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hey you! yes you. like TOTALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnZFHmW7AI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/YcU2RRZxFmM/s1600-h/adin+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091839535681563650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnZFHmW7AI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/YcU2RRZxFmM/s400/adin+7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; when the world goes round, SCREAMMM! bubble! you're suppose to scream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnZFHmW7BI/AAAAAAAAAJY/V1TUAu_iOIQ/s1600-h/adin+8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091839535681563666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnZFHmW7BI/AAAAAAAAAJY/V1TUAu_iOIQ/s400/adin+8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "HERE WE GO"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAHA (inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnZFHmW7CI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ioAsM2mSFiA/s1600-h/adin+9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091839535681563682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnZFHmW7CI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ioAsM2mSFiA/s400/adin+9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; bubble GUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnYDXmW67I/AAAAAAAAAIo/D_iE_6Q1ARI/s1600-h/adin2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091838406105164722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnYDXmW67I/AAAAAAAAAIo/D_iE_6Q1ARI/s400/adin2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute is ugly but adorable heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnYDXmW68I/AAAAAAAAAIw/FbUWfjnDhYQ/s1600-h/adin3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091838406105164738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnYDXmW68I/AAAAAAAAAIw/FbUWfjnDhYQ/s400/adin3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHA. Ninja turtle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnYDnmW69I/AAAAAAAAAI4/qF75BiJs1kQ/s1600-h/adin4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091838410400132050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnYDnmW69I/AAAAAAAAAI4/qF75BiJs1kQ/s400/adin4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091840076847442994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnZknmW7DI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Dvj2_bWhrXI/s400/adin.bmp" border="0" /&gt;EEEEE everyone say EEEEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahah okay. no stories to tell this time. Tmr there's Lit fest in school! yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND MUMMY'S BIRTHDAY'S TMR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BLESSED BIRTHDAY MUMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you mummy! Thanks for always putting up with my RAWRness. You've been a great help and guidance all these years of my life. May Daddy bless you with his showers of blessings. May his favour surround you like a shield too , for in him you are righteous. You are an heir of the world and therefore you're exceedingly blessed. and blessed with all blessings in heavenly places. May you continue to bask in Daddy's goodness and may his grace be with you in whatever you do. You're more than a conqueror, above and not beneath. May you live to a hundred and twenty , with long life he will satify you. thanks mummy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(P.S Mum, i know you do read my blog at times. and if you see all these photos, dont worry, they're good friends and brothers and sisters in Christ. Daddy is with me and my friends are glorious as i am too :D )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yours truly, YOUR MOST LOVING DAUGHTER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY BROTHER'S COMING HOME TODAY!&lt;/span&gt; welcome home bird! first time i'm actually missing him. hehe! OH WELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091858330458451090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnqLHmW7JI/AAAAAAAAAKY/vqNAVIWUlBs/s400/Image+516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;all those with brothers enjoy their presence before army comes! :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hanyuen's in army too! :( hahahha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Boys evolving to men. Praise Jesus for army. hoho!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shalom peace to yall! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&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/6338383018082317293-5469693694575555782?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/5469693694575555782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/5469693694575555782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-believing-in-you.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqnYCnmW65I/AAAAAAAAAIY/rDjuGkXbTWI/s72-c/Picture+123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-3693054809758907209</id><published>2007-07-22T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:49:02.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey there Glorious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes you ask yourself. Is there really a God? what if all these were just fairy tales?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know that he is real for the reason that i can speak in tongues, I have the spirit in me and therefore there is a God. He is my Daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright. it's late but i wanna blog. I thought i would  dread this weekend. i thought it was going to be pure boredom stuck at home studying. But i was definitely wrong. This weekend has been quite hectic but it was nothing i had expected. Praise Jesus. I speak forth that in Jesus name my tests are in his hand. With the mind of Christ i'll score. :) I really need to post pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright so on &lt;strong&gt;Fri 20th&lt;/strong&gt; - I went to Battle of the bands! Barker won. Not bad. I met pretty there too. He needed extra ticket. then went to KAP to eat and then we bumped into gervais and sijia there. So we ate and ate and went home late. niack! I saw someone too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why are you completely avoiding me? I would believe that i no longer mean anything to you. But the way you saw and looked away, I never knew you disregarded the past just like that. How dumb! I actually continued blogging months after it all ended. Seeing you change for the better was something i treasured so much; that i even wrote a compo about it. I just never thought you'd turn back to that guy i never thought i'd see again. People think you're just trying to fit in. Whatever, i'd rather you be yourself . You style! i know you used to be so totally in love with abercrombie and fitch, now you're so into those printed shirts with what? Emo punk pictures of bands or whatsoever. why? i didnt care if you didnt want to talk to me. But i never wanted you to change again just to be like the other? I never wanted you to see me as a complete stranger. I know you! you were my bestfriend! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089731827725691602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJcIXmW6tI/AAAAAAAAAG4/g5vNSp6cGJU/s400/Picture+1018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sat 21th&lt;/strong&gt; - I webcammed with friend in the morning. haha it was damn fun :D &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089729117601327794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJZqnmW6rI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MpdrJD5fz_4/s400/friend+and+i+webcam6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089729117601327778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJZqnmW6qI/AAAAAAAAAGg/wuIL9inA-Yo/s400/friend+and+i+webcam5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089729117601327762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJZqnmW6pI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Ph83BIAxef8/s400/friend+and+i+webcam4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;look up .. look down!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089729113306360450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="411" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJZqXmW6oI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-6Cl-ZIYV40/s400/friend+and+i+webcam3.JPG" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MWAH&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089729121896295106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJZq3mW6sI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uyq_TPXhrco/s400/friend+and+i+webcam.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;green tea pokey! (whatever you spell it. Pokee? poke? porky?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After that i met friend at serangoon to get sandwhich. hahaha then she came over to my place. and i last min decided to go forNDP preview. afterall it's once in a life time and pretty had an extra ticket. it was fun! :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089731832020658914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJcInmW6uI/AAAAAAAAAHA/49A29gu1NK8/s400/Picture+1027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089733081856142130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJdRXmW6zI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yvJRRAEOL4s/s400/Picture+1026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh glamorous glamorous friend!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089731836315626226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJcI3mW6vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/2APjsTkbxQA/s400/Picture+1030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh meet my friend , prettyyy! with a love for sharks :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089733077561174818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJdRHmW6yI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4k6UyFZsEKA/s400/Picture+1055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yes. hey there glamorous! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089731844905560850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJcJXmW6xI/AAAAAAAAAHY/VsOG07wrFRM/s400/Picture+1097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he can be retarded too! i guess. hmmm. MONKEY&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089733099036011362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJdSXmW62I/AAAAAAAAAIA/d6eIF636GKo/s400/Picture+1086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yeah. BIG FOOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJd6HmW63I/AAAAAAAAAII/MtfTkV_rcCU/s1600-h/Picture+1144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089733781935811442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJd6HmW63I/AAAAAAAAAII/MtfTkV_rcCU/s400/Picture+1144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the preview was beyond colourful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJd6XmW64I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/hqlSjbhSxbw/s1600-h/Picture+1165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089733786230778754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJd6XmW64I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/hqlSjbhSxbw/s400/Picture+1165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love fireworks. like diamonds above let them shine, watch them dance! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089733090446076754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJdR3mW61I/AAAAAAAAAH4/g68bxFxR0Jk/s400/Picture+1080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It's the SWAT team! whoohoo! go Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJdR3mW60I/AAAAAAAAAHw/5wtkbQsmZDM/s1600-h/Picture+1078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089733090446076738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJdR3mW60I/AAAAAAAAAHw/5wtkbQsmZDM/s400/Picture+1078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; everyone turned BLACK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJcJHmW6wI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DhOjaResFLc/s1600-h/Picture+1033+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089731840610593538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJcJHmW6wI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DhOjaResFLc/s400/Picture+1033+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; join the shark club!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got many more photos. Will post them up soon! it's already 4am! GAWSH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;DADDY LOVES YALL!&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/6338383018082317293-3693054809758907209?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3693054809758907209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3693054809758907209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-there-glorious-sometimes-you-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RqJcIXmW6tI/AAAAAAAAAG4/g5vNSp6cGJU/s72-c/Picture+1018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-1547917118009456509</id><published>2007-07-16T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T20:46:27.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If there's one thing my God cant do. It's that he cant Fail.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daddy, use me to glorify you. Use me to touch the lives around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright, before i start on all my very meaningful sharing of the good news. Let me do some update about life's situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tweenie's&lt;/span&gt; birthday! went to sushi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tei&lt;/span&gt; for dinner. was great fun in that room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sat 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;richa&lt;/span&gt; in town. and waited for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tweenie&lt;/span&gt; as she was late(well we still love her, though next time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; make sure i wake her up! ) meanwhile we went to shop and bummed into yuan long the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;blacky&lt;/span&gt;! then we treated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tweenie&lt;/span&gt; to a high-tea buffet at Top of the "M" Singapore's highest revolving restaurant. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sun 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- went to church wearing flip-flops and some very bright orange coloured dress. I looked like i was going to the beach! my brother claims I look like the traffic light. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mon 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- commemorated Racial Harmony in school. i wore a Punjabi suit which was super colourful, after which i went home bathed and met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;bready&lt;/span&gt; at lido to catch Harry potter which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; really good. It deserves the 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;popcorns&lt;/span&gt;! I'm not a harry fan so, sadly for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;bready&lt;/span&gt; he had to explain everything to me. :D We had some confusion , so we ended up buying 4 tickets for two people! how retarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've got thousand of pics to upload! oh man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; post them soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright. so I'm in good mood today. I was walking home and as i always do. i never fail to look up into the sky. But today as i walked home i felt so so loved, it's like i caught a fresh revelation of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;DaddyGod's&lt;/span&gt; love. I really want the world to know of this love . &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And I'm NOT GONNA BE ASHAMED TO SHARE OF THE GOOD NEWS!&lt;/span&gt; the world needs it. so as i was staring up the sky, listening to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; of praises. It's amazing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; looking into the same sky, the same one i see everyday. But it felt different . i had such indescribable joy filling my heart. I just felt like laughing and shouting. which i did not. i just let out my joy by smiling to everyone i see on my way back. and they all smiled back :D Why such joy? i suddenly saw things in a different view. I was already feeling all loved. But when i looked up, I was amazed. How did my Daddy, father creator, create such an amazing sky. It looked really calm, as if nothing on earth would ever have a negative side. And then it was as if he was saying. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If i created something so beautiful that can take your breath away like that. How much more are you to me. How much more precious are you to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's true. He sent his Son to die for me . not for the sky. I know i am precious to him And therefore all fears the world have. all that the devil tries to put against me is useless. cause i already know that my future, whether it's my tomorrow or my days to come. they are all in his hands. And I can tell you! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;DaddyGod's&lt;/span&gt; hands are HUGE! and therefore I know I should only expect good! For his plans for me are good and not of evil! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;to People out there:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have a destiny. Life is a gift! your future &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; something so unsure that you should fear about. Stop striving so hard. Jesus said "It is finished!" He qualified you for every blessing! So stop trying to do and do and do and work harder to finish it. But rest to receive what's already finished! Doing is just the world's system. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You're in this world but not of the world&lt;/span&gt; because Daddy lives in you! You have a Destiny and a bright one! :D People of other religion think that they always have to do right to please their god. They therefore always do and work so hard. They feel that they need to do more to get to a better 'heaven'. and like my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; teacher think, that more and more teenagers are becoming Christians because it is the easy way out all you need is the cross and in other words, we're just lazy. yes. it's true all we need is to believe. But i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; believe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; the only reason why this generation if looking more to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;DaddyGod&lt;/span&gt;. I believe they've been touched by his spirit. She believes that we are becoming lazy because we're too lazy to keep doing to get the i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;-know-what-fa-men thingy. He who has ears let him hear. For I believe it is the truth that has truly set me free. They think we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wanna we work. But we know we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; HAVE to work. We already have it all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let my tell you that my God is so so much more gracious. He wants you to trust in him and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; it all. Believe and you'll go to the perfect heaven. I'm not telling you to laze around and stop studying at all. Study but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; put your trust in your results and qualification. For time and chance happen to them all. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Aint&lt;/span&gt; God good. He paid it all for you. The world needs him! yes! Spread the Good news and touch the lives of the world. Be part of the gospel revolution &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YEAH! &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/6338383018082317293-1547917118009456509?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1547917118009456509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1547917118009456509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/07/if-theres-one-thing-my-god-cant-do.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-2387953202211161894</id><published>2007-07-14T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:49:03.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLESSED BIRTHDAY TWEENIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086722154449814674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rpeq2U8XRJI/AAAAAAAAAFo/V9q_J0z5r-I/s400/Image+215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Blessed birthday my dearest tweenie and partner for those daily national anthems. You're finally fifteen. aint it amazing how fast time pasts. May you be blessed through your 16th year on this earth. May God's grace be with you in everything to do and his favour surrounding you like a shield. May his love cover your insecurities and may you look to him every moment of your life. You're so close to me and i know you've definitely made my secondary school days a memorable one. Just in years to come we'll look back and remember the tweenies so vividly. I will always remember the times spent with you girlfriend. The whinings about the overload of assignment, the crying for getting scolded over a photo scandal, the laughters and joy we shared often in imitating people, the problems we carried together, the projects we took and tried to do as much as we could, the wars of exams we fought together and of course all the plentiful good times we had Oh! and dont forget the gossips we shared and laughed at. I love you tweenie . you really mean a lot to me. i cant imagine getting through upper sec without the tweenies .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RpesPk8XRKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xgCT05QmQBU/s1600-h/Picture+856.jpg"&gt;LOVE!&lt;/a&gt; TILL FOREVER :) DaddyGod loves you even more. So you'll look to himmmm!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086723687753139362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RpesPk8XRKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xgCT05QmQBU/s400/Picture+856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RpesP08XRLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TY8LR2prE8M/s1600-h/Picture+869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086723692048106674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RpesP08XRLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TY8LR2prE8M/s400/Picture+869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we'll remember those blotting times, going to school with a stack of oil blotters and even doing it AT HOME when you're just about to bathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RpesQE8XRMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/f7Oa_ye7_7g/s1600-h/Alyssa"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086723696343073986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RpesQE8XRMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/f7Oa_ye7_7g/s400/Alyssa%27s+Pictures!+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the wardrobe packed full with "costumes". we'll see you in hollywood soon. Loaning clothes!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RpesQk8XRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/a7mwMeW6_FA/s1600-h/Picture+793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086723704933008594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RpesQk8XRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/a7mwMeW6_FA/s400/Picture+793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHE IS THE LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6338383018082317293-2387953202211161894?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2387953202211161894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2387953202211161894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/07/blessed-birthday-tweenie-blessed.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rpeq2U8XRJI/AAAAAAAAAFo/V9q_J0z5r-I/s72-c/Image+215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-1130183946325440479</id><published>2007-06-12T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T00:38:35.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Daddy daddy!&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;ocean's thirteen wasnt that bad. I think it's quite cool. though i've not caught one and two. hoho! i kept questioning elle about the characters, was kinda lost at first haha. i'm really bored and i cant be bothered to blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;daddy daddy i cant hold on. daddy hold on to me okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that i may shine in your glory :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ordinary? no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really dont think so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not a love this true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyday i need you even more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the night time too. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/6338383018082317293-1130183946325440479?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1130183946325440479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1130183946325440479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/06/daddy-daddy-oceans-thirteen-wasnt-that.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-1877494416979537505</id><published>2007-06-04T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:49:06.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Peace. not as the world gives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know i haven't blogged since forever. haha I've always been too lazy to blog, so i just keep on procrastinating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got my results back. well long time ago. Praise Jesus. 6th position. not by my strength but by his grace. all glory really goes to Him and Him alone. I know i ain't smart and if i didnt have him my life would be all screwed up now. So friends who are disappointed or upset with your results, relax! i always believe that results dont define your future. and you know just trust in DaddyGod. He is amazing i tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm really glad i have him. looking back, i've realised how much i've changed. Transformed from glory to glory :D . I used to be always a worrier. like you know! i worry about the slightest thing. homework, assignments, i hated those fears, those unsecured feelings. And that's how it was when i was younger. Of course with the fact that i didnt have a close walk with God when i was younger, going to church was like a routine, i never hungered for the word. But with Him, it's completely different. i see people around me, not at peace, easily worried. Exam results were something so big, as if they defined life and death. One disappointing result sucks the life out of them. and then there are some who graps their test papers once they get it, then with the calculator already placed nicely next to them, they start calculating what's going to printed on their report book. Then... soon enough after those numbers appear, you start hearing all the rantings and whinings about their 100% mark. hahah. I can't be bothered to calculate. Then i start thinking, if this is what it's like here, what's it gonna be for those people without Christ, without a saviour to stand on, without the shalom peace. Thank God . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid. " Not the world's shalom, Jesus' very own shalom. Having Christ, you are different from the world. when the world strives, you are at rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shalom is not just peace, it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;welfare, health, properity, peace&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It's not just peace. It is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His shalom&lt;/span&gt;. His shalom he gives to me. His welfare! His health! OHH YEAHH. i feel good :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright Praise Jesus. In him you have everything! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I will not be afraid I will not be dismayed. I am not alone, my God you are with me (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gotta upload some pretty photos (: i think i have quite a few to upload! have fun yall! Jesus loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV-B_QdVXI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6iv-kNf-mn0/s1600-h/Image+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072599127928165746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV-B_QdVXI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6iv-kNf-mn0/s400/Image+193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tweenie day!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV-B_QdVYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/T_vjUjimUes/s1600-h/Image+230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072599127928165762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV-B_QdVYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/T_vjUjimUes/s400/Image+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; focus on my fingerr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV-B_QdVZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ZgmObYZUbqI/s1600-h/Image+251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072599127928165778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV-B_QdVZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ZgmObYZUbqI/s400/Image+251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; you have turned my sorrows into joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV-CPQdVaI/AAAAAAAAAFY/WsGhbY20pdE/s1600-h/Image+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072599132223133090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV-CPQdVaI/AAAAAAAAAFY/WsGhbY20pdE/s400/Image+256.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bring it on, babeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV-CPQdVbI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hmQsoLQx4j4/s1600-h/Image+273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072599132223133106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV-CPQdVbI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hmQsoLQx4j4/s400/Image+273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;splish! splash! i was taking a bath, right on saturday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV9C_QdVSI/AAAAAAAAAEY/asoJu7UA9Tw/s1600-h/Image+291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072598045596407074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV9C_QdVSI/AAAAAAAAAEY/asoJu7UA9Tw/s400/Image+291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV9C_QdVTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Dh_tdft1RDE/s1600-h/Image+350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072598045596407090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV9C_QdVTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Dh_tdft1RDE/s400/Image+350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; the art of photography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's some pics i took. it's amazing what the camera can do :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV9DPQdVVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ypwtXwY0bOQ/s1600-h/Image+397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072598049891374418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV9DPQdVVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ypwtXwY0bOQ/s400/Image+397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like the sun that rises and sets everyday. You are so faithful daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV8nPQdVNI/AAAAAAAAADw/zRYl-Ck8oo8/s1600-h/Image+412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072597568855037138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV8nPQdVNI/AAAAAAAAADw/zRYl-Ck8oo8/s400/Image+412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the world goes all gloomy. look to Jesus and be at rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV8nfQdVOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9-W2e0W4mdU/s1600-h/Image+416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072597573150004450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV8nfQdVOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9-W2e0W4mdU/s400/Image+416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV8nfQdVPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/SlmvCYo_6oU/s1600-h/Image+433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072597573150004466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV8nfQdVPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/SlmvCYo_6oU/s400/Image+433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; the moon that shone. the light that lit the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV8nvQdVQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/R7ntizT2Jjg/s1600-h/Image+437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072597577444971778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV8nvQdVQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/R7ntizT2Jjg/s400/Image+437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stairways to nowhere?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV8nvQdVRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ql4Wz5xtQdk/s1600-h/Image+446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072597577444971794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV8nvQdVRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ql4Wz5xtQdk/s400/Image+446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; He is the light of the world.&lt;br /&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/6338383018082317293-1877494416979537505?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1877494416979537505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1877494416979537505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/06/peace.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RmV-B_QdVXI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6iv-kNf-mn0/s72-c/Image+193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-1421549661920443956</id><published>2007-04-01T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:49:07.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No wonder i call you my Saviour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These few days. Wow. hectic i must say. Havent been blogging for a long time. I was pondering over some things just now and i suddenly saw a difference between a life that is&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; led by God&lt;/span&gt; and a life of which i count on my own strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From my own experience, because these days i find myself often getting frustrated over little things so much so that i even start crying out of frustration. I tell myself stop crying relax. God handles it all. but somehow i kept holding on to it. Just in this weekend i know i've cried a few times; no idea why. I was just frustrated. Then i keep telling myself to relax relax God holds it all and those good news that i always tell people. But i didnt let go thats why i got frustrated easily. you know it's no use that you hold on to your problem. your strength is nothing compared to your Superhero's mighty power? Yes. Then i compared it with my past other days, when i meditated on Daddy's goodness and only his goodness. And i could talk to him very simply. in the bathroom i just talk to him like he is there. like i could see him almost tangible. My conversation with him was nothing formal it never consisted of " OH MIGHTY GOD, CREATOR OR HEAVEN AND EARTH" it was more like " hey daddy you know tomorrow i've got PE in the hot afternoon. Daddy make it rain and cool the day alright?" And i knew he heard me.That was why even when he doesnt reply, i had such a peace in my heart.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (Jhn 14:27 Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i was seldom worried about things. But you see. those times were because i really meditated on his word and his goodness. so when it fills my head and my soul was so full of the good news i couldnt help but keep my eye on him. Thats why nothing that came along could stumble me. But these days, my schedule has been so hectic that i barely have time to meditate and read the bible. I mean yes i study and listen to preaching . But my heart isnt there. The msg speaks to me yes! i say Amen once a while. But i didnt really absorb it. so i didnt really meditate on it. So then i realise how much better the life God wants us to have is like compared to the life the world has. So even if you see ppl partying like mad all day long, dont think they're cool; but know that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;what they truly desire is what you have in Christ!&lt;/span&gt; the Zoe life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I agree with Dayvid. The world may insult you, point fingers at you, blame you, diaparage you, ridicule you. But you take your finger and point to Jesus. And let him handle it all. Glory him instead of pointing back to the people mocked you and they will be amazed by you. They cant explain it but they know you are different. Like how the devil can roar and roar at you. But knowing that he aint got no teeth and as you continue to point to Jesus. He knows how strong you are and he shall flee! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rg_WEVrtOxI/AAAAAAAAADA/qY5XFs8baPI/s1600-h/Image+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048489077333900050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rg_WEVrtOxI/AAAAAAAAADA/qY5XFs8baPI/s400/Image+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; okay. anyway i'll blog again some other time. it's pretty late now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JESUS LOVES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Some important things i've learnt this week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;. Dont make expensive what God has given to you FREE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;.I am a new creation. Old things have past, new things have come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;.His power in you is truly what makes you different from the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;.His love is INFINITE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;.His Resources are boundless. Therefore, i shall not be worried about having too little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;.When God smells me, He smells Jesus. and not my sins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-1421549661920443956?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1421549661920443956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1421549661920443956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-wonder-i-call-you-my-saviour-these.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rg_WEVrtOxI/AAAAAAAAADA/qY5XFs8baPI/s72-c/Image+124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-4345356596814647604</id><published>2007-03-14T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:49:08.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'POP' goes my heart &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hallelujah. well just wanted to post some pictures. oh well. Dont really like blogging about my daily life. but i must must say that&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "music and lyrics"&lt;/span&gt; is a must watch. okay Maybe not an extremely good movie. But it's really funny. and the storyline isnt exactly very predictable. which is good! i watched it with Dayvid and after the show the sentence "Pop goes my heart" just kept running through my head haha. Hugh Grant can sing! quite surprised. The songs are not bad. I love the song 'way back to love' it's not bad (: quite sad. makes me wanna tear when i hear it. No idea why actually. Oh well. anyway go catch it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rffg-xg0KsI/AAAAAAAAACs/kYqGn69S66Q/s1600-h/Image+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041745676912044738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rffg-xg0KsI/AAAAAAAAACs/kYqGn69S66Q/s400/Image+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We found Isaiah 53:5 in Spotlight. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rfff0xg0KpI/AAAAAAAAACU/ytMcHN4YSJw/s1600-h/Image+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041744405601725074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rfff0xg0KpI/AAAAAAAAACU/ytMcHN4YSJw/s400/Image+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Arm-pit hair really gets Dayvid excited haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rffgfxg0KqI/AAAAAAAAACc/z4BpB8MrrZA/s1600-h/Image+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041745144336100002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rffgfxg0KqI/AAAAAAAAACc/z4BpB8MrrZA/s400/Image+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Getting ready for Easter Sunday. We were drenched cause of the rain. grr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rffgxhg0KrI/AAAAAAAAACk/UVSo-Wb6Lfw/s1600-h/Image+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041745449278778034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rffgxhg0KrI/AAAAAAAAACk/UVSo-Wb6Lfw/s400/Image+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bunny, for Easter. But hey, Jesus is the reason :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes. i'm all wet and he's trying to look like Angelina Jolie. (cant make it) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rffh-xg0KtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FPMG9QvCaLU/s1600-h/Image+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041746776423672530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rffh-xg0KtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FPMG9QvCaLU/s400/Image+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was playing with the camera just now. Oh Chocolate Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus Loves Y'all!&lt;/strong&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/6338383018082317293-4345356596814647604?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4345356596814647604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4345356596814647604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/03/pop-goes-my-heart-3-hallelujah.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rffg-xg0KsI/AAAAAAAAACs/kYqGn69S66Q/s72-c/Image+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-6547026310101657877</id><published>2007-03-09T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T22:12:37.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;No longer I but Christ in ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow. Seems like time just flew by. I was reading my last post and it was written before my exams. In just a blink of the eye, it's the holidays; common tests over and done with. And soon enough, just another new term. Yet, in this one Blink of an eye, I see so so much of God's goodness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Praise Jesus&lt;/span&gt; for my results. I've somehow realise the more i relax and dont stress myself to study too much, the better i'll do. I can see that in my recent common tests. Tests like Additional Maths, I studied the whole night, spending 6 hours (from 4 to 10 at night) at my tuition teacher's house just making clear all those rules or laws of Logarithms. Having two exams in a day, I had to study both Elementary mathematics and Additional mathematics. However, since i went home at 10 i was too exhausted to study any more. Therefore, i only studied Logs, the one topic i worried most about. Yes yes. I didnt do well for Add maths in the end. Overall, scoring just a mere C5. And of course I committed some really silly mistakes for Logs despite the whole night's work doing O level's Ten-years series. However, I thought E.maths was going to be easy. Thats why i took it easy and didnt study standard form until only before the exams. Nonetheless, 'standform form' questions were the majority of the paper. I was devastated, I thought "Gosh, the paper is difficult". but what else could i do, when all my friends were ranting and whining about how the paper was i smiled and just said things like "Praise Jesus, Hallelujah" Oh anyway, somehow out of nowhere, I scored an A2 for my E.maths, a score of 72.5 . Trust me, till now, i've no idea where the marks came from. Cause all along i thought i did real badly for maths. All i did was not to look at those disappointing results and trusting in God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What else. My english. Yes. trust me my english aint very good. I know of people who reads so so much and have a whole bank of vocabularies in their mind that even people bother to visit their blog to marvel at their english. And i'm not a good reader. i dont read very fast (thus taking a long time to complete reading novels) and since young i've never really had a passion to read. Yet I see so much of&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; God's Amazing Grace&lt;/span&gt; in my English tests. Despite Mrs. Jacob's very very strict marking, I scored a B3, just 2.2 more marks to an A. It isnt a very good grade. but still it was better than i had expected. &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So all you people in Mrs.J's class. dont be threatened by her extremely strict marking. All you need in the favour of God. Believe you have the mind of Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As for my Lit. It was really with God's favour that i could score what i scored. For common tests, somehow everyone knew that it would be about two major characters, Scout and Atticus. Well, everyone excluding me. I didnt make it a point to study way before exams, also because there was one test on chapter 1-4 before that common tests, so i thought everything would still be fresh in my head and also because during CNY break I spent most of my days reading the bible instead of studying ( time spent with God is never time wasted). So I only studied minor characters like Ms.Maudie( a character that only appeared in chapt 5, one chapter) I stuided her in such detail that i didnt have time to study for the other characters plus i didnt bother to do the revision template which my teacher gave (which so happened to be on the two major characters tested). Also, having two exams, i had to study for Social studies too. So when i got my results. i was quite shocked. I scored a 19.5 upon 25. The highest was 20 if i'm not wrong. and the teacher wrote there " Good Knowledge of Scout". How to get good knowledge of Scout when i didnt even study her in detail! oh by the way, before i started the paper, i actually wrote on top of the paper "PRAISE JESUS" which is still there now. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Praise Jesus. All you need is to look to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to my point that when i worry less and trust more, i find myself scoring better marks. As for Social studies, One of the topic that i must say i studied the least. (also because i was studying for lit on the same day). I only studied from my textbook. Nothing out of context. And for common test, I scored full marks. Which to me is very impossible as it was a Structured essay Question. See the more you worry less and Let God do it the better the results would be. Praise Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont say all these to boast about my results, But to give glory to my DaddyGod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[1 cor10:31 Therefore, whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He is just so wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As for whatever results that i didnt do as well in. haha I've never been very disappointed in them i know God can still use me. I know I'm not smart at all. and all i can do is to continue trusting DaddyGod. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 cor 1:26-29 26 For you see your calling, brethren, that not many wise according to the flesh, not many mighty, not many noble, are called. 27 But &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God has chosen the foolish things of the world to put to shame the wise, &lt;/span&gt;and God has chosen the weak things of the world to put to shame the things which are mighty;28 and the base things of the world and the things which are despised God has chosen, and the things which are not, to bring to nothing the things that are, 29 that no flesh should glory in His presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 497px; HEIGHT: 730px" height="789" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/joycewithbitchdark.jpg" width="497" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna take up photography. If i do have time. (:&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We need to learn to LET GO AND LET GOD!&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;Matthew 6:25-34&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;25 “Therefore I say to you, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;do not worry&lt;/span&gt; about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink; nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing? 26 Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? 27 Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature? 28 “So &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why do you worry&lt;/span&gt; about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; 29 and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. 30 Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? 31 “Therefore &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;do not worry&lt;/span&gt;, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. 33 But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you. 34 Therefore &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;do not worry &lt;/span&gt;about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not worry. &lt;/em&gt;so often we worry so much. even about the smallest things. Even just about tomorrow or assignments given to us. What we really need to learn. is to stop worrying and trust God. If you realise, the word "do not worry" appears quite a few times in these verses. and how many times does Jesus actually repeat himself so many times?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;26 Look at the birds of the air, for they &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns&lt;/span&gt;; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Birds, just look at the typical, common birds of singapore- they dont store food for the next meal (gather into barns), they dont even plant their own food or work for their food. Yet you dont see them dying of starvation. Infact i often see them pecking on the floor and i've got no idea what they're eating. Yet, We see them every where in Singapore. They are able to grow so well. Cause &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;OUR HEAVENLY FATHER FEEDS THEM.&lt;/span&gt; Are we not of more value than those birds? &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;We are God's beloved!&lt;/span&gt; he'll take care of us better than he takes care of those birds, dont you think so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;28 “So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; 29 and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. 30 Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Lilies of the field. They neither toil nor spin, yet they look better than Solomon in all his glory, in all his wealth. We all know that till date Solomon is the Richest man that ever lived. and yet he was not arrayed like the lillies. think about it. Solomon's clothing comes from outside. like made clothing. while the Lillies, their beauty is in them. they dont wear clothings they have inner beauty. and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;"if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's like if you stop worrying, you'll have BETTER CLOTHES, BETTER FOOD AND BETTER THINGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God is already supplying. The only thing hindering your supply is your worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;31 “Therefore &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;do not worry&lt;/span&gt;, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;knows that you need all these things&lt;/span&gt;. 33 &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shall be added to you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DaddyGod know what you need! and I know I am his righteousness. I know that everything i want shall be ADDED to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you let God do everything for you it'll be Perfect!Isnt it like God wants to be your everything? He wants to be your beginning and your last, your Alpha and Omega, your Provider, Jehovah Jireh, your Healer, your everything? Now think about it. If &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;God wants to be your everything&lt;/span&gt;. What exactly is there left for you to do? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;NOTHING.&lt;/span&gt; Just relax and enjoy his goodness and trust in him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so learn to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let Go and Let God&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When i am without God, and i let go, I'll drop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But since I am with God, and when i let go, God Holds me!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;isnt it more safe for a mother to hold a child's hand when they are crossing the road, compared to the child holding the mother? What if the child let's when he or she gets distracted? If there's an accident, wont it be more save that the mother pulls the child away since the mother is stronger?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Praise Jesus. Hallelujah! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-6547026310101657877?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/6547026310101657877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/6547026310101657877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-longer-i-but-christ-in-me-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-2278261076012272322</id><published>2007-02-23T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T23:57:28.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stars shining bright above me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Praise Jesus. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dont you love the stars?&lt;/span&gt; To me, they are amazing. It's amazing how God created the stars. It's amazing how they can shine even in the darkest night and how their position in the sky never changes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never really took interest in the stars until i saw Leroy knowing quite a lot about the stars. He shared his knowledge about the stars and we all went star-gazing. It was then i realise how amazing the stars are. It was then i understood those amazing dots above me. That they are always at that same position and no matter how much the world changes, how fast technology moves, those diamonds above will never change and will always shine. It reminds me of how &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Faithful God is. As if the stars are saying " God is the same yesterday, today and forever" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[hbr13:8 Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to day, and for ever.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh, and those were the childhood days. when i was still in elementary school. Still, the stars never cease to amaze me and i've yet to find out more about them. Anyway, so i'll share with you some gospels about the stars. Praise Jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright. you know Singapore is so small. but from our sky we can see several stars that's mentioned in the Bible. wow. Thank God. i was elated when i saw those stars. So Singapore's most obvious is,without a doubt, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ORION. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so who's Orion? in the greek mythology, he is some guy who killed a bull, Taurus (the zodiac sign). so in our sky, we can actually see the constellations of &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Orion, Taurus and Orion's two dogs, Canis Major and Canis Minor and the river that he's standing next to, river Eridanus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, all these doesnt matter. It's just to tell you abit about orion. Okay. and if you see these &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUPER BRIGHT, BIG DOT&lt;/span&gt; in the sky and it's a star (stars flicker, satelites dont), it's actually part of Taurus. It's a cluster of Seven stars in one,called the Pleiades, also known as the Seven Sisters. It's one of the the nearest to earth and since it's seven stars, it looks really HUGE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and YES. Hallelujah. Those two stars are mentioned in the bible at least two times. okay. Let me show you pictures first. If not i doubt you'll understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 309px" height="435" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n59/vdv77/orion.jpg" width="442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="164" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b289/beaueatsbugs/orion.gif" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most notable feature: the belt of Orion ( the three stars in equal length in one row), also, its right shoulder, is a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red star&lt;/span&gt; with a diameter possibly larger than the orbit of Mars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="401" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a181/edevries1/Pleiades_large.jpg" width="548" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;these are the seven stars, the Pleiades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; HEIGHT: 284px" height="311" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/800px-Pleiades-comet-Machholz.jpg" width="698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the close-up, and what you see in the sky. It is an open cluster in the constellation of Taurus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow. They really declare the glory of God. amen? [Palsm 19:1 The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;heavens declare the glory of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; and the firmament shows His handiwork.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay where is Orion mentioned then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amos 5:8 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;8Seek him that maketh the seven stars and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Orion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and turneth the shadow of death into the morning, and maketh the day dark with night: that calleth for the waters of the sea, and poureth them out upon the face of the earth: The LORD is his name:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you think, what is the Seven stars it is the Pleiades right?. So look at the sky. You'll be assured that God is the creator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now think about the Belt of orion. I love to just spend time staring at those three stars. They are always that same length. So in Job (Job is the oldest book in the bible. He lived before Abraham) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Job 9:8-9&lt;br /&gt;8 He alone spreads out the heavens, And treads on the waves of the sea;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9 He made the Bear, Orion, and the Pleiades,&lt;/span&gt;And the chambers of the south;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woah. Out of three stars mentioned. We can see two of them in our skies today.&lt;/div&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And for those people who question God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In Job, God told Job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Job 38:4&lt;br /&gt;4 “ Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth? Tell Me, if you have understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He goes on saying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job 38:31-33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;“Can you bind the cluster of the Pleiades, Or loose the belt of Orion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 Can you bring out Mazzaroth (Hebrew for twelve zodiac signs) in its season? Or can you guide the Great Bear with its cubs?&lt;br /&gt;33 Do you know the ordinances of the heavens? Can you set their dominion over the earth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Job was angry with God. It was actually satan who was attacking him. If only he knew huh?. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so God asked Job. "Do you understand how i created this Earth? In what way, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CAN YOU BIND THE CLUSTER OF THE PLEIADES, OR LOOSEN THE BELT OF ORION?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when i read that. I ran to my balcony to look at the sky. It really amazed me. Cause we can see that the belt of Orion is still that same lenght and the Pleiades is still in a cluster. We can imagine how Long Long Long ago these stars existed (even in Job's time) and till today it still remains the same. They never stop shining, It's not as if one day they decide not to shine, so they off their light and another day they switch on the light again and perhaps change position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Isnt God so Faithful.&lt;/span&gt; He never fails to bring the sun out and set the sun everyday, Never fails to make the stars sign and hold them at their place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright, i'm exhausted. Thank God is the weekends. Time to dance tmr! Praise Jesus. My exams are in his hands. Mind of Christ. YEAH! I've still got more to share. There's still even more interesting ones that has to do with the zodiac signs and a constellation, Hercules. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh and i've got new year photos to post. gawsh love that cam. HEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 706px; HEIGHT: 506px" height="518" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture050.jpg" width="754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2Cr 3:18 But we all, with open face beholding as in a glass the glory of the Lord, are changed into the same image &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;from glory to glory, [even] as by the Spirit of the Lord.&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/6338383018082317293-2278261076012272322?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2278261076012272322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2278261076012272322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/02/stars-shining-bright-above-me.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-8748734582285690240</id><published>2007-02-18T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:49:08.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blessed Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seems like steamboat has become a routine contentment when it comes to Chinese new year. I've ate steamboats for almost every meal since new years eve, for the simplest reasons that it is easy to prepare and healthy to eat. Praise Jesus, I'm eating healthy food and spending quality time with my family. i mean not everyone has a chance to do such. yes yes! thank God for my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh yes. I went out on Fri with tweenie and David(he likes that name). When tweenie left, we went to Macs to get a drink and he shared some of his revelations which&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; REALLY REALLY BLESSED ME &lt;/span&gt;( praise Jesus) I think it somehow changed me cause i've been hungry for the word ever since i came home and i havent studied yet&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(cause i was reading the bible not doing some other retarded things)&lt;/span&gt;! haha Fret not, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;time spent with God is Never time wasted.&lt;/span&gt;Hallelujah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway i just wanted to post some pics. Maybe i'll share some gospels about the stars later. It's AMAZING. okay so here are some photos that' s been taken during the time i didnt blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033037515250119890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rdjw9DWytNI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kg1GGPajunk/s400/Picture+505.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;these ones' taken last year. nonetheless, they are still memories engraved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RdjxZzWytOI/AAAAAAAAACE/tpq7NLNh4qE/s1600-h/Picture+517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033038009171358946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RdjxZzWytOI/AAAAAAAAACE/tpq7NLNh4qE/s400/Picture+517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 420px; HEIGHT: 559px" height="782" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture525.jpg" width="510" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Doesn't matter what your friend's telling you (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 442px; HEIGHT: 645px" height="783" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture570.jpg" width="480" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the dancing studio, things go wild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 484px; HEIGHT: 676px" height="773" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture559.jpg" width="484" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 436px; HEIGHT: 651px" height="765" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture565.jpg" width="436" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 454px; HEIGHT: 582px" height="740" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture584.jpg" width="510" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr.birdie hulk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 382px; HEIGHT: 640px" height="776" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture599.jpg" width="382" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then there was reunion dinner. The twist is that ours was a week before new year's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 498px; HEIGHT: 466px" height="582" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture611.jpg" width="614" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't be afraid to look dumb (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;____________________________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 562px; HEIGHT: 518px" height="570" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture630.jpg" width="664" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ghost-train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 570px; HEIGHT: 383px" height="532" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture632.jpg" width="602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey, God still sees me beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 522px; HEIGHT: 448px" height="554" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture650.jpg" width="632" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's some korean guy i took photo with. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 420px; HEIGHT: 621px" height="752" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture655.jpg" width="420" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then i stalked him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 468px; HEIGHT: 717px" height="784" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture659.jpg" width="468" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and then stalked him again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 488px; HEIGHT: 639px" height="775" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture660.jpg" width="488" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nope nope. no intention of kissing. just blowing the hand away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 510px; HEIGHT: 518px" height="589" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture669.jpg" width="626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha i was just kidding. He's my friend. Did i tell you he's 3-quarter korean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 490px; HEIGHT: 401px" height="548" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture694.jpg" width="622" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he doesnt know how to take pictures through the mirror HAHA. when everyone was ready he looked at the cam OHMAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 454px; HEIGHT: 549px" height="781" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture695.jpg" width="454" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alright. this one went quite well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 466px; HEIGHT: 554px" height="735" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture712.jpg" width="496" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what do you think? i think he looks emo. with his love for &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;black!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 496px; HEIGHT: 551px" height="780" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture718.jpg" width="522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 436px; HEIGHT: 386px" height="528" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture733.jpg" width="436" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YES! tweenie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 482px; HEIGHT: 422px" height="559" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture738.jpg" width="492" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I personally like this pic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can see your grace gathered like the&lt;strong&gt; CLOUDS&lt;/strong&gt;. And it rains on me wherever i'm found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ohwell. i've yet to catch up with a lot of people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 430px; HEIGHT: 507px" height="774" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture328.jpg" width="484" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes. Peter. havent talked to him for a real long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 476px; HEIGHT: 335px" height="547" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture294.jpg" width="600" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes! and Breast. where'd you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 436px; HEIGHT: 448px" height="576" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture27nov06073.jpg" width="436" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i definitely miss Morgan. who claims that i have forgotten him. oh well. havent talk in months! damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 448px; HEIGHT: 381px" height="574" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture042-1.jpg" width="448" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not forgetting the Babes. RAA.&lt;strong&gt; GOTTA HANG OUT SOON GIRLS.&lt;/strong&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/6338383018082317293-8748734582285690240?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/8748734582285690240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/8748734582285690240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/02/blessed-chinese-new-year-seems-like.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/Rdjw9DWytNI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kg1GGPajunk/s72-c/Picture+505.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-1968521859317524687</id><published>2007-01-21T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T21:39:18.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GERVAIS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blessed 16th birthday, my beau. May God be with you as you catch those NC16 movies and May he stop you from wanting to go for underage parties. hahaha. sorry i couldnt meet you today. talk about the heaps of homework i've got. i'm sorry. been quite occupied these days. i hope you celebrated your birthday well. so. yes. to you are my blessing and my thanks for always being there for me. my close friends would have heard me sweet talk about you. Gotta feel honoured for once (: so yeah i'm still mugging at the moment and i've yet to eat dinner. My apologies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLESSED BIRTHDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lots of love, alyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-1968521859317524687?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1968521859317524687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1968521859317524687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday-gervais.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-4042560828966879029</id><published>2007-01-20T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T09:20:07.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;I'll be there when your heart stops beating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;I'll be there when your last breath's taken away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's well too much to blog about. Blogging is such a time-killer but considering the heaps of homework i've got, i intend to do this fast. School life's too mundane. I shant elaborate on that. Except that i dislike the two breaks daily concept. The food's so tempting and since we've got no other place to hang out, we'll be stuck in the canteen doing nothing else but eating. boohoo! talk about the extra carboh and fats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna be a nerd sooner or later. I find myself studying a lot these days. Oh well. I want to be a freshman. yes yes, hurry be done with high school days and go on to college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My social life's isnt as exciting now either. But i'm cool with it. At least i get more time to be a nerd and talk to my girlfriends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honestly, i do miss Shaun a lil (not like crush kind of thing,dont get a wrong idea). What else can you infer when someone's stuck in your mind whenever nothing else is in it. I havent contacted him for more than a week and he suddenly msged me yesterday. Just like he said, i never expected it either. But i think, i'm done. I wrote him a long post yesterday. I hope i wont regret writing it though and if he doesnt read it. then nevermind oh well. We are no longer as close(how sad) so maybe he can just be my secret eye candy hhaaha. ( It's okay, he doesnt visit this blog anyway) To recall, it goes back all the way to july last year. My inbox now has 1600+ msges. I realised i didnt delete 90% of his msges (even the first msg sent last year in july). I'll consider deleting some soon since my inbox seems like it's gonna explode. You know it's not worth it crying for someone who wont cry for you. Okay that came quite randomly. OH WELL. Things are boring so whatever. I'll blog later i guess. i've yet to blog about why i thing guys can be very childish (: when i have the time. God Loves &lt;&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pts-t0mGEYE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&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/6338383018082317293-4042560828966879029?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4042560828966879029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4042560828966879029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/01/ill-be-there-when-your-heart-stops.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-957379176367999917</id><published>2007-01-04T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T18:04:45.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE of the day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;retty, If you do read this. I'm not annoying. I bring colours to your world. Dont deny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P is for &lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;esky. A for Awesome. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;School is totally exhausting. I feel so deprived. I seldom get to meet my own classmates! Like i thought new classmates meant that we should put in more effort to bond more. I dont get to meet my classmates for English, Chinese and Maths! and even humanities cause we split classes then too. And our bags? oh yeahh they think our books are so light! We have to carry our bags to every class we go to. Such a dread!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, let's see what i shall talk about today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love.♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever thought what that one person meant when he or she says those three words. " I Love You."? Ever got upset because some asshole told you those three words yet have actions that totally contradict them? LOVE is a strong word, yet people throw it around like it's nothing. " I love you" is so overused that it has become a cliche. Unlike the good ol' days when 'I love you' actually had a meaning, those three words has lost its meaning now. People in our society now are crying out " Where is the Love?". I doubt that it is because they never heard those three words from anyone, but because they havent seen or met anyone who truly meant it.So what is your definition of love? Dictionary.com defines it as&lt;br /&gt;1.a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2.a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet, we take it so lightly and seems like we say it to every friend. Think of it, ever once said it to anyone whom you now lost total contact of? You once declared such &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;profoundly tender, passionate affection&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for someone you actually dont talk to now. How tragic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever then wondered what is God's definition of Love? Since it is stated in the bible that God is Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-7 (Amplified Bible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4Love endures long and is patient and kind; love never is envious nor boils over with jealousy, is not boastful or vainglorious, does not display itself haughtily.&lt;br /&gt;5It is not conceited (arrogant and inflated with pride); it is not rude (unmannerly) and does not act unbecomingly. Love (God's love in us) does not insist on its own rights or its own way, for it is not self-seeking; it is not touchy or fretful or resentful; it takes no account of the evil done to it [it pays no attention to a suffered wrong].&lt;br /&gt;6It does not rejoice at injustice and unrighteousness, but rejoices when right and truth prevail.&lt;br /&gt;7Love bears up under anything and everything that comes, is ever ready to believe the best of every person, its hopes are fadeless under all circumstances, and it endures everything [without weakening].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only people meant all these when they whisper the next three words &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;" I Love You"&lt;/span&gt; huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 158px; HEIGHT: 152px" height="128" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j146/RisaR/hateandlove.jpg" width="158" 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/6338383018082317293-957379176367999917?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/957379176367999917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/957379176367999917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/01/love-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-791563700126233822</id><published>2007-01-03T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T22:04:47.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Just so you know.&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; I've tried my best to let go of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So school was a total disaster. What's with the new system when everyone hates it. And my form teacher is Ms.A.F. HOW COOL. and my homeroom? ohh yeahh it's the coolest! CHEMISTRY LAB. yep. please understand how i feel. And Mondays . ohh yeahh! i love Mondays. i get to experience homeroom till 4.10! YES. MY DREAM COME TRUE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. no no i was just kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So. yes. there are all kinds of people in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are many kinds of friends too. There are some who walks in and out of your life. while there are some who tries hard to remain in your life. Those are the people who most probably knows how to treasure you more. And those who walk in and out of your life?. They are perhaps just part-time friends. Some just intend to be acquaintances. while others just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;walk in to take from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever reflected for awhile and realised that you've got a lot of seasonal friends that just come and go? Are you then to be blamed for not knowing how to choose the right friends? I've yet to figure out this whole seasonal friends concept. But if you are a victim, i suggest you choose your true friends right and stick with them. Dont go around being a part-time friend running from one group to another. As much as you can, treasure those who knows the best of how to treasure you too.&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; Good friends are hard to find, harder to leave and impossible to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 550px; HEIGHT: 356px" height="523" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture515.jpg" width="518" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;True friends who would be there when your heart stops beating.&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/6338383018082317293-791563700126233822?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/791563700126233822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/791563700126233822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-so-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-8319269380705892317</id><published>2007-01-01T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T01:29:07.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm not here to say i'm sorry. I'm not here to lie to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;So if i say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. i mean it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;forever and ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been doing alot of reflection these days. I mean since it's the end of the year, it's good to reflect on what you've accomplished. So i realised i've been really blessed this year. I was wrong to think that Sec 2 would be a year of more challenges to come. I've never been through a year with such few worries. It sure was a stress-free life for me. My answer, God. All i did was to trust in him.I've learnt so much things this year that i could have ever imagined. To think of it, he's blessed me in all aspects in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Start of the year was normal, with the typical boredom as i faced a whole new journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well i did make new girlfriends and bonded with 'new' people. In terms of my results, he blessed me all year round. When i was younger i would have never thought i'd make it to a pure science class. But just this year (2006) i dreamt of making it to a chem phy class doing pure lit. And i knew if God put that dream in you, he's gonna make it come true. However, along the way i thought maybe pure lit was a wrong choice. but then again, here i am stepping into the year 2007 with two lit books. So i learnt to &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust in God and Never give up on your dreams. He put the dreams in your heart for a reason.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm glad i sort of closed my social life the first half of the year. It was a total mess. So then i started to realise that i can live just talking to girls alone. It was fun. At that point the only guy i talked to was Gervais. Thats because i still went church. And after that i lost contact with most of my saint friends, also because they were having their Os. But it was quite a turning point for me as i got more time to bond with my girlfriends. so i learnt that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We dont need no man to keep us satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I trusted God in my studies. Trusted him loads. So much so that i could talk on the phone almost every night before exams and trust him that i'll still do well. He sure is faithful cause i did pretty well. At least better than i imgined cause i admit. I'm not smart. I only know that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;i've got the mind of Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well the thing is. God is so faithful. And he will never let you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry, i'm kinda lazy to think of what else i reflected.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So . for the typical updates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;BLESSED 2007 EVERYONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The week's kinda boring, as usual, because it's the last week of holidays; most people would rather stay home to complete their homework. I, for one am a victim of such last min work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So well, Panties and Gervais joined mummy's 3-hour day care and it seems pretty fun with the, around. Would be quite a disaster with Morgan around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was supposed to meet Tweenie and Richa. The RAA. But in the end they couldnt make it. I found out quite last minute. But it wasnt too bad cause i had Pretty with me! Whoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. He's this really YOUNG man. who tries to be like an elementary school kid. He's quite fun-loving. And he doenst mind shopping with girls. Oh man! my cam went out of batt when i tried to take pics of our hotdogs. so now all the pics are with him.(i'll upload them next time)&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Surprisingly, he brought a cam too!&lt;/span&gt;(and he carries tissue out too [: ) Death Note two was really really long. But it wasnt too bad. The ending was like erm... weird. but the Twist and turns in the show were quite exciting. Like it makes you go &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUH? and OHHH and HUH??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the show we walked to town! whoo! where we went shopping! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RETAIL THERAPY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh before the show we went to City music to see this tiny amplifier that makes amazing sounds. uhhuh. He tested it for really long. and yeah He loves it. but he insists he has to wait for his pay to get it. Which is indeed pretty tragic cause that day was the last day of the sales! OH MAN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to try hats too! OHHH YEAHH. they're so pretty that we both decided to get one next time. When we get more $$$$. Uhhuh. Oh well. He's one guy who thinks that piercing isnt cool after having like 9 or isit 6 piercings himself. He even had an eyebrow piercing but he closed all of them. I know i've seen him in church before like last year. Lyon once pointed out to me like "look at that guy. Punk aye" something like that. But that was so last year. Now he looks pretty less emo. haha. But I love his hair! damn! anyway. overall, i had quite a blessed time. He loves to share how good God is to him. Which is good. (: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;God is ever so faithful&lt;/span&gt; [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What do you do when the only person who can make you stop crying is the person who made you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cry even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-8319269380705892317?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/8319269380705892317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/8319269380705892317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-not-here-to-say-im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-955519455175119393</id><published>2006-12-25T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T19:05:24.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Get on Up. When you're down, babeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BLESSED CHRISTMAS. JESUS IS THE REASON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;CHRISTMAS- CHRIST MY ACCEPTED SACRIFICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just the typical update about friends and life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Alyssa's finally back!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I miss you so tweenie! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The last time i saw her was i think my birthday. She looked like she brought her whole wardrobe with her overseas. She had loads of pretty tops.Care to share, darling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Gervais came back on Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sweet ass as he is. He got me quite a number of pretty stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 438px; HEIGHT: 286px" height="518" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture412.jpg" width="540" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;I think he's sweeter than me. cause I only got him a Kenneth cole black cologne and deodorant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the most manly cologne i've ever smelt. So it's kinda like my all-time favourite and the smell's not common too. I love the wallet i got. It's pretty, though big. and the purfume's really sweet. The lip dalm's from roxy too, it's lemony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Derek came back from Bali after spending a week there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what's boring huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Adam came back from Thailand on Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The same day my mum came back from Thailand too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time he didnt go there to fish. Thats good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Met Tiffany yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to crash her party. haha well not exactly. We self invited and then delivered flowers to her. Then we spent the night at her swing going HO HO HO. I really missed her. She's so lovable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I've been disturbing Peter a lot these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 348px; HEIGHT: 498px" height="777" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture414.jpg" width="494" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my friend, Peter. well thats not his real name. But lets all call him that. i knew him when i was about Pri 6? i used to talk to him a lot. until one day we just lost contact. and i didnt talk to him ever since. then one day he appeared on my birthday! Yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honestly, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He has one of the nicest voice on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's quite a gentleman. Look at his scarf. It's pretty. At least he doesnt care what people around him thinks of that scarf. As long as he likes it. I'm glad i'm talking to him again it'd be quite a waste if i never talked to him ever again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FINALLY, I MET MY DEAREST LONDON BRIDGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;RICHA.&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;We went for a Christmas dinner. It was good though she didnt quite know how to appreciate the food. She's a fuzzy eater [ she admits] We went shopping before that. The typical retail therapy. With a whole load of changing room business. We've got evidence too. haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 414px; HEIGHT: 441px" height="761" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture459.jpg" width="508" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 422px; HEIGHT: 272px" height="554" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture469.jpg" width="650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so thats dinner (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 478px; HEIGHT: 665px" height="763" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture471.jpg" width="478" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'll be there,when your heart stops beating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 432px; HEIGHT: 655px" height="771" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture425.jpg" width="432" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Evidence?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Baby, It's cold outside.&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/6338383018082317293-955519455175119393?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/955519455175119393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/955519455175119393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2006/12/get-on-up.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-6381980478211221804</id><published>2006-12-18T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T19:46:58.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I dont want to let go. I just need you to know&lt;/span&gt;.&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;Is this the way it has to end? I avoid you yet i miss you. This, when love and hate collide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Hate you then Love you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It's like i want to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;throw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you off the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;cliff&lt;/span&gt; then rush to the &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;bottom&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;catch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j48/Watergirl2012/hatelove001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So then is having too many friends wrong anyway?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To think of it, nope not really. But it's well not so good when you rather concentrate on making more friends then spend time with those who's been there for you all along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It'd be even worse if you have 2 faces. In front of them, you're more then pleased to hang out with them but in your heart you're using them as 'substitutes' as your other friends are busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess it's alright to have a big circle of friends. Just make sure you choose the right friends to put them first on your list and spend more time with them rather then concentrating on making more friends. So what if you're high-profiled when the truth is that you know everyone only from the outward and not their inner self.Saying Hi and Bye to everyone when the truth is you dont know much about that person. Then in the end, who's gonna be there to share your burdens? You cant expect your&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Hi Bye friends&lt;/span&gt; whom dont know much about you to willingly share your problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A true friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; is someone who&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;walks in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; rest of the world walks out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's no point making loads of friends, only to realise that they are people who just walk in and out of your life. And when everyone walks out, will your true friends still be there to stay or to walk in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, that's just my opinion.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Personally i and most women would feel that best friends are the person &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you share everything&lt;/span&gt; with. Her of his phone number is on speed dial in case of a crisis. She always brings the ice cream when you are depressed. Best friends are always supportive, no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However most men i guess would care less about how many friends they have. Many consider three or four of their male friends as "best" friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We should learn to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; distinguish between acquaintances, good friends and best friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Acquaintances are the people you only talk to on occasion. You wave at them while walking across campus or sit next to them during class. Most of the time, you don't even know their last name.Basically, these people are around for convenience. You may not even like them all that much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good friends are everywhere. It is quite possible to have an unlimited number of good friends. These are the kind of people you want to hang out with on a regular basis. They are not the kind of people you spill your deepest, darkest secrets to, but they make you feel better about yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So dont tell me everyone's your bestfriend and everyone will be there to share your problems and keep your secrets. Then whats a secret when quite a lot of friends know it and perhaps why go to that friend for help when everyone else knows your problem and would help too. Who in the end would have a special place in you? The whole world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If there's one thing I've learnt is that people change and it's quite possible to change in just one day. Before you know it, you find yourself facing a different person. So dont take things for granted. If that one person makes you feel special, the least you could do is say thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you've wanted to tell someone you love him or her. Say it before it's too late and you find yourself sitting in a corner wondering where's 'who' that you know. If you've been touched dont hide it, or else that one person would think that it meant nothing to you and giving up is easy at times. Once he or she gives up, it'll be too late for you to say thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;So dont regret taking your friends for granted and pick the right friends you wanna treasure more before you find yourself alone as most of your friends walk out on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/200444736-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Would you rather run to the streets and scream alone RAWR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="326" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/200312821-001.jpg" width="490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/200471208-006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or scream your lungs out with your friends then go HO HO HO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/200269382-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and HO HO more! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She told her that she'll be there for her no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;What she didnt know was that 'no matter what' didnt inculde giving up on the friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Be Loved.&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/6338383018082317293-6381980478211221804?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/6381980478211221804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/6381980478211221804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dont-want-to-let-go.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-1574316236773961182</id><published>2006-12-14T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:49:08.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;I've lost any chance for me to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You dig me?&lt;/span&gt; haha. Bored. Just watched 'class act' on HBO. Oh damn! &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i dug you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I went Chirstmas shopping yesterday. Didnt get much but i got Gervais his Christmas gift. He'll be back this Sun night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y'all dig me? This sunday. Be there aite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh damn! i lost my ipod today. I'm so not in the mood. I'm going back to find it again! i'm cant believe i lost it! Everyone would know my Ipod as the black devilish one with that annoying wriggly tail. I think i should be able to find. With DaddyGod's help. He sure knows where (: I'll just continue praying and trusting in him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open Season is a dumb show for small kiddies but i myself watched it two times in the cinema. oh damn! Boog's quite cute though. Some parts were prettaye funny too i guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008320549887645730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RYEhAUFXmCI/AAAAAAAAABU/P6q-K40Dq6o/s400/boog.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uhhuh there you go (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll load random pics now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 496px; HEIGHT: 379px" height="585" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture310.jpg" width="556" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's ELLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 440px; HEIGHT: 321px" height="576" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture312edit.jpg" width="478" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lil' buddaye!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 420px; HEIGHT: 387px" height="577" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture042.jpg" width="420" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We dont need no man to keep us satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 442px; HEIGHT: 347px" height="574" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture037.jpg" width="562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In your eyes, i found the greatest price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 488px; HEIGHT: 297px" height="573" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture030.jpg" width="532" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And you were my Cloud #9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;To say that I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Say that I Love You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;In your heart know that i'm with you all along.&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/6338383018082317293-1574316236773961182?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1574316236773961182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/1574316236773961182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-lost-any-chance-for-me-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RYEhAUFXmCI/AAAAAAAAABU/P6q-K40Dq6o/s72-c/boog.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-3969770466748850928</id><published>2006-12-12T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:49:09.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;So let's not ever tell the moon about the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;I'll keep hearing Love songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Hoping every wrong's undone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waddup! alright so maybe camp wasn't as bad as i'd thought it'd be. Made knew friends and irritated people too. Like poor Alberto who's house is a smelly belly. Met a girl i used to talk to when i was younger like pri 5? Let me introduce. Her name's kezia. uhhuh. yep nice girl (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RX62OdUze0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/085-6CrnwR0/s1600-h/Picture+308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007640195188882242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RX62OdUze0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/085-6CrnwR0/s400/Picture+308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;oh yes! i've got some video to upload. The bbq video is hilarious. but well only people who attended would understand what's going on. so yeap. sorry if you've got no idea what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/74WL5q3OsGc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;yeah i know my voice is frigging wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/exVfISjU_tw" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;on dec 2. at fountain of wealth. oh man! Boob is so funny! (: He sure made my day :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NZuqprUedg4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Way to go girlfriend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sSQOHG6Q854" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hahahahaha. oh yeah love you boooobie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007649622642096978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RX6-zNUze1I/AAAAAAAAABE/-syerVI7HG8/s400/Picture+314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;yes. Bestfriend be back fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;More compliments? New discoveries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 490px; HEIGHT: 437px" height="571" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture3162.jpg" width="530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Peter. Met him yesterday. While he was playing pool. oh damn! he was not bad. He won cause i was his fan so i went there praying for him.He's a pretty boy with a fine character.Though not as mad as me. He's fun to tease and go HO HO. He's sexy and he sure loves Jap songs. I guess he also tries his best to blend well with people. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Daniel Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of the nicest guy to shop with. He makes a good shopping advisor. Unlike other guys who follows you around while you randomly pick things to look at, this guy gives quite a lot of his comments too so it helps when you go shopping. At least that makes him not boring to shop with and currently it's really uncommon to find that feature in guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dennis Chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 432px; HEIGHT: 504px" height="783" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture225.jpg" width="432" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not afraid to be himself. He's like the adorable guy who makes the fun. He's pretty sociable. He goes well with people like bob. oh yeah what's retardism? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hmmm okay i cant think of anyone else i've just discovered. haha and i'm lazy to think. i'll write more soon (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;My Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;i wanna give you something worth living for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;I wanna tell you this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;and so much more.&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/6338383018082317293-3969770466748850928?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3969770466748850928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/3969770466748850928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-lets-not-ever-tell-moon-about-sun.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RX62OdUze0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/085-6CrnwR0/s72-c/Picture+308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-6245340688547002883</id><published>2006-12-04T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:49:09.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know i'll make it Through. If you wait for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday- 2nd Dec. Part Two of birthday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna Thank London bridge [ Richa] for all that madness and laughter. And Derek for well just being there ((: and Eve too. My day would be totally spoilt without you guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE Y'ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the morning, we all woke up and Bob was the last. He slept on the sofa like a small boy. He woke up once, looked at my maid and said &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. and he went back to sleep. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, then everyone ate and left while i spent like 3 plus hours to get my hair and make up done for Dare superstar. Kinda wasted my time but well it was my birthday so no harm doing something different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really liked the hair though. Thanks to Mary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RXPmY3LoaGI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ohrqmmHtYbo/s1600-h/Picture+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004596925742737506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RXPmY3LoaGI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ohrqmmHtYbo/s400/Picture+256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;kinda messy here. after all that jumping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 498px; HEIGHT: 697px" height="765" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture233.jpg" width="564" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well. then we ate at kopitiam and afterwhich we went to get bens and jerry's and then we went to the pretty fountain of wealth. Where we danced to the beats of london bridge. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's the pics. i'll try to upload the videos next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; THANK YOU MY LONDON BRIDGE FOR BEING THERE FOR MY BIRTHDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 438px; HEIGHT: 488px" height="760" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture247.jpg" width="476" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We are R.A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 568px; HEIGHT: 368px" height="549" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture258.jpg" width="600" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope Bestie's completely healed now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 452px; HEIGHT: 608px" height="768" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture271.jpg" width="452" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you like the things that life is showing you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 436px; HEIGHT: 712px" height="775" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture274.jpg" width="504" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter what we go through. You step up i'll step up too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 508px; HEIGHT: 378px" height="589" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture277.jpg" width="602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beast and beauty. haha just kidding. Girlfriend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 484px; HEIGHT: 491px" height="549" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture281.jpg" width="628" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We go splish splash&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blow kisses and then go bish bash&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;ABSOLUTELY EVERYBODY&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/6338383018082317293-6245340688547002883?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/6245340688547002883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/6245340688547002883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-know-ill-make-it-through.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RXPmY3LoaGI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ohrqmmHtYbo/s72-c/Picture+256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-2409976412824302421</id><published>2006-12-04T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:49:09.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;One, you're like a dream come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Birthday sure was fun. Had too much to laugh about. Too bad Gervais wasnt there. Would be nice if he was. Oh. and bestfriend too. haha. i've got loads to upload. sheesh.and loads to thank&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First. gotta thank the people for coming for the BBQ. Its the first time i actually had a birthday bbq. I never had a birthday party before either. thank you all for making it such a memorable one. With the people who created the fun like Bob [morgan] and Derek [dennis] People who created the laughter like Adam [ Ziyi]. Nice people who bothered to clean up like Pater pan [J.W] and people who were there to be made fun of Tom [ eevann] haha. and everyone else for just being there (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU ALL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;People who came: Jasmine.Charmaine.Alyssa.Charlotte.Alvina.Wanlin.Lishan.Claris.Ivy.Sijia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dennis.Ziyi.JW.Eevann.Morgan.Mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RXMfSXLoaFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PLrknBfvalA/s1600-h/Picture+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004378011259660370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RXMfSXLoaFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PLrknBfvalA/s400/Picture+207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;Let's get it RETARDED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;From the Start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meeting Bob in town at 2 plus p.m.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 470px; HEIGHT: 414px" height="762" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture124.jpg" width="402" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 464px; HEIGHT: 402px" height="608" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture123.jpg" width="376" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;He has the small boy cuteness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At my crib&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 466px; HEIGHT: 460px" height="558" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture135.jpg" width="602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;They just had to attack the gate,Tom, Susan's friend and Adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 348px; HEIGHT: 285px" height="589" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture141.jpg" width="542" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;When the madness starts,Bring it on Sister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 528px; HEIGHT: 427px" height="539" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture145.jpg" width="602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 518px; HEIGHT: 515px" height="582" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture185.jpg" width="374" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where the love starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 516px; HEIGHT: 496px" height="559" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture210.jpg" width="516" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is Derek alright? hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 504px; HEIGHT: 458px" height="572" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture215.jpg" width="556" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Girlfriends. Hope you all enjoyed yourselves (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Movie marathon till 6 plus am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 406px; HEIGHT: 348px" height="569" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture220.jpg" width="558" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whats's it?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 452px; HEIGHT: 547px" height="785" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture223.jpg" width="544" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously,Thanks for mr.big bear,dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 468px; HEIGHT: 337px" height="536" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture228.jpg" width="468" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I call it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Morning Sickness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Picture of the Day. I so love this picture of girlfriend. (: what's cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks you all for the Presents. LOVE YOU ALL. thanks a lot!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338383018082317293-2409976412824302421?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2409976412824302421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/2409976412824302421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-youre-like-dream-come-true.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSWUokDvqC4/RXMfSXLoaFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PLrknBfvalA/s72-c/Picture+207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-4545486995981276171</id><published>2006-11-30T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T18:23:57.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LONDON BRIDGE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 324px; HEIGHT: 232px" height="697" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture047.jpg" width="445" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 233px" height="511" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture046.jpg" width="507" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She's definitely the best girl to go nuts with whether its dancing on the roadside or screaming or something as retarded as making songs and cheers about boobs. Totally the Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I guess the compliments really did brighten up some people's day. I am gonna continue complimenting people. I'll see who strucks my mind today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;My compliments are not wanted badly neither are they of much importance. But at least i make them honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DENNIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Whaddup424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My panties. The pink lover. He's unique in a way. Like the fact that he loves bright colours. He's funny too. I must say pretty out-going and he's another guy who treasures his friends i guess. i conclude that from the fact that he trys his best to get presents for every friend's birthday. He's a nice guy to talk to, not much of the mr.boredom. and uses language that are too 'profound' for me to comprehend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;JIAN WEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 404px; HEIGHT: 559px" height="615" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/jianwen1.jpg" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that's a really old picture. but i think he looks nice in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jianwen. i used to call him lollipop. I kinda lost contact with him for quite a while. But i've always seen him as a guy of good character. He's pretty thoughtful i guess. He gets you things when he travels if you're close to him. He's nice to chat with. You can always be open about your problems with him and all. Even though his lifestyle at the moment may seem a bit boring but i doubt he's boring guy when you talk to him on the phone and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alvina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 480px; HEIGHT: 438px" height="570" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Image130.jpg" width="564" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alvi, in short. She's the science genius. My national anthem partner for a year. She's pretty lame and funny. Great girl to play around with especially catching and all. Nice girl to have a good laugh with too. And of course its fun to sing the national anthem with her cause we always talk when the music starts (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wanlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the sweetest girl you'll know. She makes it a point to get something for every friend during their birthday. She probably remembers everyone's birthday cause she's often the one reminding me too. She's innovative and artistic. Thus the cca 'art club'. She's a nice girl to work with for projects too. She's definitely a good listener, she loves to listen to people's life stories. so look for her when you've got anything bothering you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Claris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 330px; HEIGHT: 451px" height="459" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/123boo03.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Slow as she is. She'll amuse you with her slowness to understand things. Tell her something lame and you'll most probably laugh at her reaction. Her laugh is quite contagious. She's another gullable one and a nice one to bully. but she's adorable. She calls herself FATS but hey, at least she's not ashamed of herself and you'll always remember her when you study Bio. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sijia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 420px; HEIGHT: 356px" height="429" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/DSC00993.jpg" width="454" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The bimbo says " Body impressive, brain optional." She has the brains alright.She's very generous, always willing to lend people her things. She's nice to talk nonsense with, go mad and not forgetting, her talent, whine (: Nice girl to hang out with and you can most probably count on her when you are in need of company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joyce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 346px; HEIGHT: 428px" height="459" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/meandjoyce11edit.jpg" width="346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;She is LOVE-ABLE. yep. sure is. Her house is THE place for a stayover, with her lifestock of snacks to eat. One great partner to do retarded things with. She laughs at pretty dumb thing. Travelling overseas with her is something i cant resist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Charmaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;How can i ever forget my gay partner, mainey. She can stone a lot and yet some times she can go real nutsy. but she's a fun girl. After sitting with her for a year, she's not too bad. She often bursts out in a resounding laughter when she's amused. She can be a good listener too if you're willing to be open with her. Her facial expressions can be quite amusing at times.She may seem a lil quiet at times but she can talk a lot and really fast too. so dont judge a book by it's cover. She can be quite a fun girl too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;TOTALLY THE LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 494px; HEIGHT: 430px" height="569" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture108.jpg" width="648" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;For my London Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For my Birthday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BBQ this friday, 1st dec [ my actual birthday's on the second ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Be there at 5 or 5.30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At my place. 28A simon place [behind kovan mrt]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bring your clothes to bathe,if you're staying over. and any nice movies that you wanna share with everyone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 431px; HEIGHT: 291px" height="517" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture100.jpg" width="636" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;She's adorable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 484px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="542" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture086.jpg" width="564" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Need i say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 502px; HEIGHT: 399px" height="498" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture069.jpg" width="648" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To our left, to our left. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;You're IRREPLACEABLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;They meant more to him than a bestfriend did.&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/6338383018082317293-4545486995981276171?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4545486995981276171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/4545486995981276171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-london-bridge.html' title=''/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338383018082317293.post-300200073364332745</id><published>2006-11-28T13:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T13:11:51.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweetness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Come What May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blogs are such a waste of time. but they are such &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;great time killers&lt;/span&gt;. At the moment, things are kinda different but well it's time to step up and move on. As time pasts, we'll look back one day and realise everything only exists as memoirs. I've learnt that everything and everyone changes and such things can happen overnight or over a dumb mistake. I'm gonna learn to be more positive. Who likes a person who brings everyone down anyway? If God is LOVE. I'm gonna spread this love too. Everyone is special so why not look at their specialty than their ugliness. It may be fun to bitch about people but it's never good to give weight to such negative points of a person. Not knowingly, you might as well have the same flaws too or perhaps you're just no better.haha.Well, if there's one thing i've learnt. Is to be yourself. not to be afraid of who you are and how you look.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;If the world's full of lies why take their remarks to heart.&lt;/span&gt; And if the world judges you negatively. Man!&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who are they to judge God's creation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i'm feeling so random yes. so day by day, i'll try to be more sensitive and nice haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna start thinking of everyone's positive points and type them out(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;compliments are of my own opinion and my own experience.you are entitled to your own opinion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GERVAIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 346px; HEIGHT: 252px" height="536" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture.jpg" width="454" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;here's your edvidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;He might be one of the most gullable person. but he's one of the greatest friend you can find. He's more then willing to go the distance for his friends and would be there when you need him. Trustworthy and he sure knows how to respect you.Not to forget, he's out-going and he sure knows how to treasure his friends. If you're out with him. rest assured that he'll get you back home on time and he'll make sure you get home safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MORGAN CHENDOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 356px; HEIGHT: 258px" height="550" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture27nov06031.jpg" width="428" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no ass? says who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Morgan vandol. my buttless bodyguard. He may not have the ass but he's one hell of a caring friend. Known for his sociability and his ability to fly when being tickled. He's one guy i know who reads his bible. He aims to be a pastor. (: He's a fun-loving man;definitely not a fun-spoiler.Honestly, he's capable of being a good boyfriend if he's serious. so shower your love on him if you pass him (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 409px; HEIGHT: 479px" height="783" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Picture27nov06080.jpg" width="564" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;he sure loves the cam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHAUN DARYL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 457px; HEIGHT: 387px" height="491" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/bestfriend.jpg" width="523" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shaun, shaun. i won't leave out my sexaye bestfriend. hmmm, good looks wont satisfy long and money cant buy love. But this guy's one fun guy. He's not afraid to be retarded and is humble enough to learn from his mistakes. He's able to make one laugh and is capable of being a girlfriend. and dont worry shaun, you have a big skull, look at the pic, its pretty tall at the head. Honestly, he's really nice if he showers his love on you. so you do get to know him. start showering your love on him too. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 420px; HEIGHT: 457px" height="763" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/ALYSSASPiCTURES1176.jpg" width="502" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tweenie one. my pretty and cool 'bitch'.Dang! she sure is a nice girl to hang out with, especially in town. After studying a whole year behind her, i've learnt that she's really creative and innovative. She's a good listener too. One to look for if you're craving for a girl talk. haha.She's nice to organise parties too and she has quite a lot of connections with people outside school too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Priscilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 384px; HEIGHT: 444px" height="731" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Image235.jpg" width="352" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tweenie two. She's adorable. uhhuh. sure is. Makes you laugh and is definitely not a party pooper. She's fun-loving too and often seems too young for her age.I'll call it young at heart &lt;3.well,&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;matured &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lady soon, [i hope] (: She loves to hug onthe bed. Really sweet girl, lovable too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Richa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 436px; HEIGHT: 376px" height="551" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Image038.jpg" width="594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Richa Gill. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my london bridge from britain. With her Harry Potter accent you'll most probably think she's from England. She's humorous. A great medicine for depression and moody days with no side effects. totally lovable. one mad girl who makes the fun. she's nice to hang out with and she definitely dares to be herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Charlotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5101/773728395762001/320/PICT0006%20%28528%20x%20396%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Charlotte, the fiance of my life. haha. i think she looks cool when she plays the guitar.She's so hunky and she's funny. Pretty smart too, for a girl like her. Surprises me. She's totally huggable too. I wont mind showering her with my lovely hugs all day. hur hur. way to go babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5101/773728395762001/1600/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="229" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5101/773728395762001/320/Image017.jpg" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5101/773728395762001/320/Image072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Amanda. Her laughter makes her famous. Envy her for her care-free life. She's a jovial girl. She's funny too and does a great job in playing catching. She's one-of-kind with her natural retardism and her happy-go-lucky lifestyle.Her superbly wide smile and shiney braces makes her outstanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jiale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 386px; HEIGHT: 475px" height="742" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Image018.jpg" width="444" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;She's loud. yep. May seem scary. but she's nice. Loves to give hugs and laughs at retarded things. Promoting to the same class as her means a whole new journey with her again. well, i believe all will be well. She's really tanned huh? Netball. as always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Li Shan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont have her picture. She's one hell of a loud girl.She can be really sweet too. Like buying chocolate for everyone on the last day of school. She's another naturally retarded and has a loudspeaker laughter. nevertheless, she's able to brighten up your day and she's often the first few who approaches you when you look down.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;She blends in really well with everyone. She's knowlegable. Funny girl and a great listener. She makes a good diary. She's a good leader always there for friends. Definitely trustworthy. and she's the best person to hug (: Friends like her are not that easy to come by. so do treasure her if you get to know her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tiffany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 448px; HEIGHT: 659px" height="735" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Image108.jpg" width="466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;people say she looks cute in this pic. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tiffany. The cool look. She's adorable. Her normal actions are capable of making you laugh. In other words, her natural self is just as amusing.She's nice being herself. She has very unique features and she's quite lovable too. A great badminton player?. yep (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 402px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="317" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/Goodnessnmercy22.jpg" width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jasmine. THE LOVE. She always gets her way and i must say she's rather. She's nice to shower your love upon and her stories are really interesting. She's funny too and loves to go nuts.She's my first partnes in secondary school and i definitely thank God for that chance to sit right next to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bernice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 354px; HEIGHT: 340px" height="771" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g150/daddyprincess/PHOT0040.jpg" width="436" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bernice. Her rather 'slow' and 'blur' reactions make her really amusing. She's guallable too but she's really nice. She can be really funny and she's of extreme cuteness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;She's hardworking haha. A spongebob lover. She's nice to talk to. A bit slow at times. but that's what makes her funny. haha. you can count on her to help you with your work. Anytime yeah? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EEVANN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another 'childhood' friend.He's really blur. but it's funny, not in a bad way. It brightens up people's day. He's not stupid.Well, at least he made it to a pure science class. You'll do well for your Os. amen? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DANIEL LIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;He may not be the most well-mannered guy. but he's entertaining. An honest guy and is good at flattering people too. He's really really smart and has quite a command of english.He's definitely the guy if you need encouragement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZIYI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Perfect guy to tell all your lame and corny jokes to. He's amused by practically every thing and when you first hear his laughter. Trust me, it's contagious. He's a nice guy to laugh with i guess. Call him when you're bored but it works better when you have jokes to tell. He'll be the best audience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LYON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;He'll try his best to be there for you whenever you need company. He's easy to embarrass, but thats what maks him fun to be with most of the time. You'll learn a lot about rock and his kind of music if you go out with him. Well, at least he's willing to spread his knowledge. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll stop here for now. bug me if you want your compliements HEH. i'm so tired. nights for now! Love you all. i hope i made your day haha.&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/6338383018082317293-300200073364332745?l=bemyforte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/300200073364332745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338383018082317293/posts/default/300200073364332745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bemyforte.blogspot.com/2006/11/bla.html' title='sweetness'/><author><name>alyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175191723676704015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
