<?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-30391078</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:33:24.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save a last dance for me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</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>123</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-6178579620940441069</id><published>2009-01-17T20:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:33:05.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>k i won't be posting anymore firstly coz of my o lvls and secondly its like no one comes here to tag or anything so keeping it alive its like no difference from being dead. so ya bye blog! for now i guess lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-6178579620940441069?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/6178579620940441069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=6178579620940441069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/6178579620940441069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/6178579620940441069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2009/01/k-i-wont-be-posting-anymore-firstly-coz.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-2391296019296324420</id><published>2009-01-14T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:08:48.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporary Post Used For Theme Detection (6d7c1bf4-be6c-49b8-b170-6cbf507f0f55 - 3bfe001a-32de-4114-a6b4-4005b770f6d7)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is a temporary post that was not deleted. 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So point it to the people who are responsible. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-8627531269673270938?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/8627531269673270938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=8627531269673270938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/8627531269673270938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/8627531269673270938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-are-one-pointing-gun.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-4635652504014748844</id><published>2008-11-30T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T17:56:14.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M1 commercial</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-25698ec803e73e69" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D25698ec803e73e69%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330370365%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D269376B4E3FEF5E3A7DDDA9E2C900129B22D7A0A.4BC4618F9894E463B649004937A7136871D6DD51%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D25698ec803e73e69%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6WbNTeFEF5Qp3zzABVGRlI5RPp0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D25698ec803e73e69%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330370365%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D269376B4E3FEF5E3A7DDDA9E2C900129B22D7A0A.4BC4618F9894E463B649004937A7136871D6DD51%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D25698ec803e73e69%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6WbNTeFEF5Qp3zzABVGRlI5RPp0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k guys enjoy the video  if u are not sick of watching it. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-4635652504014748844?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=25698ec803e73e69&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4635652504014748844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4635652504014748844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4635652504014748844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4635652504014748844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/11/m1-commercial.html' title='M1 commercial'/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-4615020670651126822</id><published>2008-11-24T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:43:58.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Trip</title><content type='html'>I got so much to say that i have to break it up to a number of posts i think. &lt;div&gt;The first day we went we were already so united and joyful. You could really sense the spirit of excellence and unity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learnt the reason why unity can be developed so fast is not because we spend more time but its because we all have the same goal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to a hair salon to wash our hair HAHAHAHA eh shiok leh guys. now i know why woman hair so precious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we took a bus from pontainak to sintang. by right suppose to be 10 hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the bus broke down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all of places it broke down beside a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CEMETRY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then very funny coz we all go do our business near the cemetry graves lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bus was delayed for about 5 hours. so we reached there late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the food WAH SHIOK MAN!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust me aceh very boring one coz down there can't do much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then every meal we eat we always say shiok but we always say eat as much as you can coz the next meal might be not nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what -.- EVERY MEAL NICE HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we broke up into teams. One went to simetau or however u spell it. and one to marakai again how ever u spell it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was super funny cause both teams somehow got delayed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trip to marakai was supposed to be 4 hours. end up quite a few trucks were stuck in the mud. so we left at 3. and reach at 9 -.- by the time reach there time to sleep le.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went 2 days travelling but it was really fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the simetau team, during their trip there was a flood until waist deep! so no choice but got to carry motorcycle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we took turns to share testimonies and preach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every message and testimony was connected.. and God-given and was very very powerful :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at marakai there was a spirit of pride, witchcraft. so we noticed whenever people wanted healing many will go up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we had to go different parts of marakai. On the second day alot of miracles took place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was extremely tired that day. and i felt like shit lah. but when i prayed i remembered that when u pray for someone its never about you but always praying for the holy spirit to heal. so this particular old man came to be half blind and lame. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i prayed for him in spirit because he couldn't understand me mah and when i prayed finish he opened his eyes and he suddenly looked very happy and gave me alot of thumbs up. Praise the lord coz he was healed! but he wasn't the only one haha. alot of people over there couldn't work all had stomach problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k i say the second post for tomorrow :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-4615020670651126822?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4615020670651126822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4615020670651126822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4615020670651126822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4615020670651126822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/11/mission-trip.html' title='Mission Trip'/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-2091638886867687795</id><published>2008-11-11T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:31:50.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blood on my hands, &lt;div&gt;The sweet rainbow smiling up at my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The glass slicing off the flesh of dust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coffee on my shirt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apple pie so delicious,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sun crossing the horizon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honey stars, yellow like the moon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roses so green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Misplaced heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-2091638886867687795?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/2091638886867687795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=2091638886867687795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2091638886867687795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2091638886867687795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/11/blood-on-my-hands-sweet-rainbow-smiling.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-1723710772920886142</id><published>2008-11-04T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:44:30.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well today was quite ok i guess&lt;div&gt;Hanged out a little bit.. went to seoul garden hahaha it was really good. Gave a surprise part to Makoto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate like 1kg of beef -.- hahaha well its just my appetite. i'm sure you guys know that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to watch sing to the dawn... -.- and i can't believe i watched it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup overall was a good day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yet not terrific. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoyable though :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-1723710772920886142?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1723710772920886142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=1723710772920886142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1723710772920886142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1723710772920886142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-today-was-quite-ok-i-guess-hanged.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-7302772909478716018</id><published>2008-10-24T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:24:57.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;Gazed at the stars of hope, &lt;div&gt;Only to find nothing but myself to cope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call, write, there I cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one replied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Singing a song that was only to myself and no one else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet stuck in the middle of a crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Millions were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in my heart I felt no one cared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Father the Almighty, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why have You abandoned me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living a life of my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There, so alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was I doing what is right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What did I do that was so wrong? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who can I trust,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it seems all my friendships has begun to rust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, I opened my eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living a brand new life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A life of love, faith and hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-7302772909478716018?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7302772909478716018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=7302772909478716018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/7302772909478716018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/7302772909478716018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/10/gazed-at-stars-of-hope-only-to-find.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-6700939335532778546</id><published>2008-10-12T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T01:11:15.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Close your eyes so you dont feel them, &lt;br /&gt;They dont need to see you cry &lt;br /&gt;I cant promise I will heal you, &lt;br /&gt;But if you want to I will try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing the summer serenade &lt;br /&gt;The past is done, we've been betrayed, its true. &lt;br /&gt;Someone said the truth will out &lt;br /&gt;I believe without a doubt, in you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were there for summer dreamin', &lt;br /&gt;And you gave me what I need. &lt;br /&gt;And I hope you'll find your freedom, &lt;br /&gt;For eternity, for eternity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when you were walking, &lt;br /&gt;You talked about your Mom and Dad. &lt;br /&gt;What they did had made you happy, &lt;br /&gt;What they didnt made you sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat and watched the sun go down, &lt;br /&gt;Picked a star before we lost the moon. &lt;br /&gt;Youth is wasted on the young, &lt;br /&gt;Before you know its come and gone too soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were there for summer dreaming, &lt;br /&gt;And you gave me what I need. &lt;br /&gt;And I hope you'll find your freedom, &lt;br /&gt;For eternity, for eternity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing the summer serenade, &lt;br /&gt;The past is done, we've been betrayed, its true. &lt;br /&gt;Youth is wasted on the young, &lt;br /&gt;Before you know its come and gone, too soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were there for summer dreamin', &lt;br /&gt;And you are a friend indeed. &lt;br /&gt;And I hope you'll find your freedom, &lt;br /&gt;For eternity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were there for summer dreamin', &lt;br /&gt;And you are a friend indeed. &lt;br /&gt;And I know you'll find your freedom, &lt;br /&gt;Eventually, for eternity, for eternity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Sorry these few days writing in songs cause of my exams. its not like many ppl read my blog anyway lol&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/30391078-6700939335532778546?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/6700939335532778546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=6700939335532778546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/6700939335532778546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/6700939335532778546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/10/close-your-eyes-so-you-dont-feel-them.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-4603490844654410591</id><published>2008-10-05T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T23:34:38.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;In a little while&lt;br /&gt;Surely you'll be mine&lt;br /&gt;In a little while... I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;In a little while&lt;br /&gt;This hurt will hurt no more&lt;br /&gt;I'll be home, love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the night takes a deep breath&lt;br /&gt;And the daylight has no air&lt;br /&gt;If I crawl, if I come crawling home&lt;br /&gt;WiIl you be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a little while&lt;br /&gt;I won't be blown by every breeze&lt;br /&gt;Friday night running to Sunday on my knees&lt;br /&gt;That girl, that girl she's mine&lt;br /&gt;Well I've know her since,&lt;br /&gt;Since she was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little girl with Spanish eyes&lt;br /&gt;When I saw her first in a pram they pushed her by&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, my how you've grown&lt;br /&gt;Well it's been, it's been...a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow down my beating heart&lt;br /&gt;A man dreams one day to fly&lt;br /&gt;A man takes a rocket ship into the skies&lt;br /&gt;He lives on a star that's dying in the night&lt;br /&gt;And follows in the trail, the scatter of light&lt;br /&gt;Turn it on, turn it on, you turn me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow down my beating heart&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, slowly love&lt;br /&gt;Slow down my beating heart&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, slowly love&lt;br /&gt;Slow down my beating heart&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, slowly love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-4603490844654410591?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4603490844654410591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4603490844654410591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4603490844654410591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4603490844654410591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-little-while-surely-youll-be-mine-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-4190237538732736724</id><published>2008-10-02T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T20:39:45.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still recall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still see it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walks along the Seine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories that remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way along the river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we sat down in the grass by the Eiffel tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy we had met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the age of no regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those crazy years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the time of the flower-power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But underneath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fear of flying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of growing old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fear of slowly dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like we were dancing our last dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;living a single life&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/30391078-4190237538732736724?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4190237538732736724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4190237538732736724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4190237538732736724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4190237538732736724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-can-still-recall-our-last-summer-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-476844339235638504</id><published>2008-09-28T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:57:32.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lord, please take this cup of suffering from me. But let it not be by my will but by Yours. whatever suffering, test, trials you have in store and is coming let it not be in vain but let it be for Your glory and yours alone. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-476844339235638504?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/476844339235638504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=476844339235638504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/476844339235638504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/476844339235638504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/09/lord-please-take-this-cup-of-suffering.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-4052413651867953399</id><published>2008-09-24T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:58:05.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you Lord. its all i need to say right now. whether i feel good or bad it doesn't matter. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-4052413651867953399?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4052413651867953399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4052413651867953399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4052413651867953399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4052413651867953399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-you-lord.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-3930796220109416693</id><published>2008-09-14T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:56:32.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hated myself for who I was...&lt;div&gt;What I did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever I have done..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who I was created as..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I looked..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each morning i walk the pass the mirror in the hall, I stare at myself...disgusted...for who i was...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i see at myself in the mirror learning to love myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not erasing the memories of my past but learning to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i just can't seem to forgive myself for certain mistakes that all it ever did was brought me nothing but misery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, give me strength to forgive myself because it seems impossible :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-3930796220109416693?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/3930796220109416693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=3930796220109416693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/3930796220109416693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/3930796220109416693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-hated-myself-for-who-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-103245978885074482</id><published>2008-09-04T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T00:38:51.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday :)</title><content type='html'>Oh crap is 12.36! 36 min pass your birthday T.T sorry sorry hahaha&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday to mummy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday to you!! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for being there to listen to all my crap and sorry i used to take thing out on you especially when me and daddy had fights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for being so patient in trying to be a mediator for me and daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup, I love you and im not embarassed to say it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-103245978885074482?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/103245978885074482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=103245978885074482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/103245978885074482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/103245978885074482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy birthday :)'/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-4233939965539199450</id><published>2008-09-03T10:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T20:09:06.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I support Jesusbranded</title><content type='html'>I support Jesusbranded because it has very creative products such as the t-shirts and hoodies.&lt;div&gt;It also produce products that's about God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is original and it gives God glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is why I support Jesusbranded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);   font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 104, 207); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 233); color:#0000e9;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;http://www.JesusBranded.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&gt;Christian Tshirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/30391078-4233939965539199450?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4233939965539199450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4233939965539199450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4233939965539199450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4233939965539199450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-i-support-jesusbranded.html' title='Why I support Jesusbranded'/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-7278199963521174674</id><published>2008-09-02T22:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:39:47.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I was praying just now i just felt the Lord put a word in my heart. That was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever happens..whatever she chooses i'm gonna put my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt; in God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe i can win her back. Or maybe i dun even have to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe all i need to do is believe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-7278199963521174674?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7278199963521174674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=7278199963521174674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/7278199963521174674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/7278199963521174674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-i-was-praying-just-now-i-just-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-4722401740655713489</id><published>2008-09-01T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:39:54.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishful thinking</title><content type='html'>You thought you could never have me.&lt;div&gt;You dreamt you danced with me and thought it would never come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You thought you were not pretty enough to be noticed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have me now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to dance with you too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are more than pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now its my turn to wish i could have you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i wish you would dance with me because I am dancing alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i wish I was made more than what I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-4722401740655713489?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4722401740655713489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4722401740655713489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4722401740655713489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4722401740655713489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/09/wishful-thinking.html' title='Wishful thinking'/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-6449970580997298790</id><published>2008-09-01T17:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:44:32.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving it to Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You once said you loved me for who I was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You once said I made you happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You once said I was more than what I thought I was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You once said I was more than a crush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What else can i say? What else can i do? I have no one else. &lt;div&gt;I want to sleep and never wake up again because i am scared of what the future holds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What will she say? What is she feeling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is it everytime i love someone, most of the time they do the same back but subsequently becomes screwed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? I really dunno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I have no one else but Him. So i'm leaving it to Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have come to a stage where i have nothing to depend on but God and the love i once believed in and still do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-6449970580997298790?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/6449970580997298790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=6449970580997298790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/6449970580997298790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/6449970580997298790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-else-can-i-say-what-else-can-i-do.html' title='Leaving it to Him'/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-4125730170052832322</id><published>2008-09-01T12:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T16:30:35.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe my dream was a fake. Maybe i can never have her. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Edits : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I am confident in the love we once shared. I love you like salt.&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/30391078-4125730170052832322?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4125730170052832322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4125730170052832322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4125730170052832322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4125730170052832322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/09/maybe-my-dream-was-fake.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-1281115061060912988</id><published>2008-09-01T08:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T08:56:30.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warrior</title><content type='html'>I'm a warrior of God. &lt;div&gt;I'm fit for battle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in battle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have lost many but won much more than many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the warrior of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I win battles with love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I win battles using love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I win wars with love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I win wars using love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won the countless waves of enemies by saying" I love you".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is my strongest weapon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is my shield.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is my guide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'm setting out on my next war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Countering a new enemy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They hate me for loving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I said" I love you." and they fell to their knees and worshipped the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a warrior of God. &lt;div&gt;I'm fit for battle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in battle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have lost many but won much more than many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the warrior of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I win battles with love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I win battles using love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I win wars with love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I win wars using love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won the countless waves of enemies by saying" I love you".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is my strongest weapon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is my shield.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is my guide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'm setting out on my next war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Countering a new enemy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They hate me for loving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I said " I love you".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they did not fall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holding their heavy shield, standing united with swords joined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lifting up hands ready to shout "Victory is Ours!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had lost my faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But with love came faith and hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Standing up once again, blowing the breath of love once again bringing them to their knees before the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-1281115061060912988?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1281115061060912988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=1281115061060912988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1281115061060912988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1281115061060912988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/09/warrior.html' title='Warrior'/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-5373215925087756993</id><published>2008-08-31T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:59:36.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have done everything humanly possible. I have done my best and still planinng to do so. But how much can i do? There's not much more i can do left. Its your decision... and somethings are beyond my control but i know ALL things are in God's control. and I trust You God and i also trust you that you will make the best decision even though i do not know what your confusion is about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-5373215925087756993?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/5373215925087756993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=5373215925087756993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/5373215925087756993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/5373215925087756993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-done-everything-humanly-possible.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-2786087996652912234</id><published>2008-08-29T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T00:39:40.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12px;"&gt;Hahaha i feel like sharing what i shared for devotions. Should i should i? ok i juz go for it lah.. &lt;div&gt;it starts now....and mind you i didnt prepare a script. I just wrote everything in point form haha. hahaha i juz asked God to speak the word of His spirit and not mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good morning school, today as it is teacher's day, I would like to give a word of encouragement to all the teachers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes as teachers, you feel that you have not impacted the lives of students and you have not well enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teachers, I would like to share with you a verse which is from 1 Corinthians 2:9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No eye has seen, No ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love Him"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes as human, our minds are so infinite that we just cannot contain what God has prepared for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to take an example from the bible and that is Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though he was the son of God, he was also known as Rabbi which means teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though he was the son of God, each day he would seek God in prayer praying for wisdom and strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This goes to show that the ultimate teacher is God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teachers, dun give up becoz the disciples that Jesus chose were all either uneducated men, fishermen or tax collecters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets take a look at Matthew's life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before Jesus met him he was merely a tax collector.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After jesus saw him, Jesus said" Get up and follow me" and Matthew did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was because of the love of God that Jesus had taught him that he was changed to someone opposite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Students, lets give thanks for the teachers that have worked so hard this year :) *claps claps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to leave off a verse which is from Isaiah 40:31."But those who wait for the lord will get new strength. They will get wings like eagles. In running they will not be tired. In walking they will have no weariness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets bow down our heads in a word of prayer.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-2786087996652912234?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/2786087996652912234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=2786087996652912234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2786087996652912234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2786087996652912234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/08/hahaha-i-feel-like-sharing-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-4884764726127352240</id><published>2008-08-29T12:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:54:46.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today devotion was quite a success despite being quite nervous haha. &lt;div&gt;I mean like talking to 1400 ppl is kinda scary -.- haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I prayed to God like crazy hahaha and well it was a success more than what i expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After devotion my teacher came up to me asking me what church i was from. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then another teacher came and say "OMG REUBEN ZHU?! U DID THE DEVOTION I COULDN'T BELIEVE IT WAS YOU!" and he asked me to "next time take the whole chapel service"-.- hahaha but i told him i will only do worship so yup. leading worship in two weeks time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walle? EXELLENT MAN. Go watch it Go Go Go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It made me cry three times *sniffys* ahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You go watch then you will know why XD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-4884764726127352240?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4884764726127352240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4884764726127352240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4884764726127352240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4884764726127352240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-devotion-was-quite-success.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-3502233026919668783</id><published>2008-08-28T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:51:22.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And not only so, but let us have joy in our troubles: in the knowledge that trouble gives us the power of waiting; and waiting gives experience ; and experience, hope: and hope does not put to shame; because our hearts are full of the love of God through the Holy spirit which is given to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Romans 5: 3-5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-3502233026919668783?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/3502233026919668783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=3502233026919668783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/3502233026919668783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/3502233026919668783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-not-only-so-but-let-us-have-joy-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-1971602068267558682</id><published>2008-08-28T16:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T16:36:48.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How love has changed me:)</title><content type='html'>no matter what you choose i will still love you :) haha&lt;div&gt;i guess thats what love is about. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will choose not to be worried. I will choose happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will choose what is best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will choose to follow what God intends for me, not letting people guide me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead, I will let God guide me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will wait for you even though it may be long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Casting my burdens upon the Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe in You :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe God will guide you in your confusion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love overcomes everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It changes us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changes for what we used to be to be someone better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is always for the best, never the worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For i know strongly what i believe in will come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the Lord knows my heart as he knows yours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The love of the Lord showed me the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The love of the Lord has given me courage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The love of the Lord has given me strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a elder's child, people have expectations of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I do something wrong, they seem to look down on me before even considering i'm just human. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always wanted to be someone else because of the expectations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its because of love, I can now see truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I no longer live in fulfilling expectations of men. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead, I live in expectations of God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For when i follow that path, nothing can go wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For am i now seeking  the approval of man, or of God? Or am I trying to please man? If I were still trying to please man, I would not be a servant of Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Galations 1:10&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a wonder why i accepted and said yes to friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i did because i felt something urging me to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always been someone who give up easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i am not. Its because of love. Love is God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If love can change me, love can change each one of you too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-1971602068267558682?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1971602068267558682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=1971602068267558682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1971602068267558682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1971602068267558682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-love-has-changed-me.html' title='How love has changed me:)'/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-7059527004687386622</id><published>2008-08-27T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T00:47:03.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im still awake....&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad. Tried not to be but was only forcing it...&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to surrender to God but its one of the hardest things i ever had to do.&lt;br /&gt;But i am going to do it. i will. i promise. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-7059527004687386622?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7059527004687386622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=7059527004687386622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/7059527004687386622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/7059527004687386622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-still-awake.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-600726384845525809</id><published>2008-08-25T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:20:39.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Love Style is Agape&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourlovestylequiz/agape.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a caring, kind, and selfless partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsurprisingly, your love style is the most rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are willing to sacrifice your world for your sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except it doesn't really feel like sacrifice to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, nothing feels better than giving to the one you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourlovestylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 36% Emo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouemoquiz/emo-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're definitely not emo, but you do understand emo people a little. You are introspective, but not to the point of driving yourself crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouemoquiz/"&gt;Are You Emo?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 26% Evil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howevilareyouquiz/good.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of evil lurks in your heart, but you hide it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some ways, you are the most dangerous kind of evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/"&gt;How Evil Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i dunno hahaha maybe so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Power Color Is Magenta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/magenta.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You energize yourself and push others to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel frustrated and totally overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are surprised by who you attract. You're a love magnet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open and free spirited, people want to explore the world with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is my next source of inspiration?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup pretty true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Inner Color is Purple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourinnercolorquiz/purple.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Personality: You're a dreamer and visionary. You believe you were put on this earth to do something great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You in Love: You're very passionate but often too busy for love. You need a partner who sees your vision and adopts it as their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Career: You need a job that helps you make a difference. You have a bright future as a guru, politician, teacher, or musician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnercolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Inner Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right this one is a bit screwed up -.- haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Element Is Fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourelementquiz/fire.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your passion and emotion are as obvious as the brightest flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make sparks fly, and your passion always has the potential to burst out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are exciting and creative - and completely unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sometimes exercise control, and sometimes you let yourself go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends describe you as sensitive, spirited, and compulsive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright and blazing with intensity, you seem mysterious and moody to many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourelementquiz/"&gt;What's Your Element?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; haha ya kinda true XD mysterious .. hmm maybe moody ya i think so haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Milk Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/milk-chocolate.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also nostalgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Chocolate Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Face Says&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/face.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first glance, people see you as confident and determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, your true self is passionate and physical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With friends, you seem dramatic, lively, and quick to react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you seem mysterious and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In stressful situations, you seem cheerful and optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/"&gt;What Do People Think Of Your Face?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well everything is true except the last one.. but i am kinda changing to be like the last one le :) for God, her and myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-600726384845525809?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/600726384845525809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=600726384845525809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/600726384845525809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/600726384845525809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/08/your-love-style-is-agape-you-are-caring.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-7887996835260226802</id><published>2008-08-24T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:07:40.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling super alone... really alone. &lt;div&gt;God pls come and take this loneliness away from me :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I wish you would talk soon..&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well ok on to the bright side... i am not going to be what ppl expect me to be juz becoz i am an elder's child. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even sp's son wants to leave becoz of this expectation thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish sometimes i wasn't an elder's child. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, I was meant to be one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just going to be myself. You know elders... you can gossip and say as much as u want abt me and the ppl i am with.. but i'm not going to let ur words affect me. Whatever expectation you have of me.. i have my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is meant for you as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to be alone... not again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to be the same person i was before, using a mask to cover my face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No,  I am different. Believe me this time if you havent for the past few times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really am.. God its all in your hands... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not worried abt the situation anymore but i am lonely yes i am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to be feeling it again because i have been experiencing it long enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too many years to hold.. get away from me. i just want to be happy again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy.. but there's something missing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy.. but its a happiness that sometimes i force.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Pls come back :( i miss us.. not just you. I missed who i used to be. So happy and carefree.. i miss the times you talked.. i miss you. :( alot..&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/30391078-7887996835260226802?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7887996835260226802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=7887996835260226802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/7887996835260226802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/7887996835260226802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/08/feeling-super-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-1798558060974385208</id><published>2008-08-22T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:29:45.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz.. how empty can i get? &gt;&lt;&lt;div&gt;how much more can i take? &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how long more can i wait? &gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm empty, unhappy. When will this end? how much does one have to pay for his mistake? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, i feel joy. i'm not sure how to explain it.. but its like love overcoming everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im so empty without you. yet i feel joy like i'm more than 100% sure that things are gonna be alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost everything has changed. Life is full of changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But some never change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The love of the Father never changes :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The love i have for her becoz i made that decision to carry on :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is patient.(how true)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though many things seems to have changed for the worse, i'm glad God answered my prayer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was not the way i expected it to be but God always does smth special for each one of us :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This period is painful. Full of emptiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this is where i will seek God in humility. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you ever read this, though i noe its quite a low chance you will, i have one thing to say.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I noe i have made mistakes but juz listen this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Believe me". This time i really am different. If you don't believe me let me show you with actions not just words of my mouth. :) Im sure things will be alright :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-1798558060974385208?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1798558060974385208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=1798558060974385208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1798558060974385208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1798558060974385208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/08/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-6323846456159917371</id><published>2008-08-20T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:39:29.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Father, thank you for today. Thank you that for the past few days i have been learning more and more how to become patient. Though this is a painful process, i know its in Your hands and i noe that when this test is done i will come out a stronger person, and a more patient one. Thank you for giving me all the talents like in my music, and in my sports and various speaking skills. I just pray that as my exams are coming nearer, i pray for wisdom. And through my exams i will not do it juz for others and myself but i will do it for Your glory so that people will start to know you as God. I commit everything to you especially during this period of time. In Jesus name i pray, Amen. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-6323846456159917371?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/6323846456159917371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=6323846456159917371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/6323846456159917371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/6323846456159917371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/08/father-thank-you-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-1084111856278991016</id><published>2008-08-20T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:33:26.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cca^^</title><content type='html'>haha today was pretty fun^^ we played floor ball and my team won 7 times in a row. it was a case of winner in loser out it was pretty funny. coz when my teacher saw we keep winning he helped the other team. then he went to sort the sticks for a while during the game. the moment he went to sort the sticks we scored again then he gave us he shock face XD might be proposing a new cca. but otherwise if not for floorball everything is the same... results improving :D.. and still waiting &gt;&lt; but i noe one day it will be alright :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-1084111856278991016?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1084111856278991016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=1084111856278991016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1084111856278991016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1084111856278991016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/08/cca.html' title='cca^^'/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-3101759834436013396</id><published>2008-08-19T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T21:13:48.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painful sacrifice :(</title><content type='html'>The sacrifices i have to make juz to make things right... the pain i have to go through to pay for my mistakes.. hope it can all end soon.. in positive view.. i'm a more patient person now. in positive view, i am being confident like who i used to be. in positive view, i have let go of my pride. in positive view i am not so pessimistic which i usually am. hope this works... some things are beyond my control but i can influence the things around me by the smallest things i do. This time its in God's hands. It always have been, still is and always will be. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-3101759834436013396?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/3101759834436013396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=3101759834436013396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/3101759834436013396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/3101759834436013396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/08/painful-sacrifice.html' title='Painful sacrifice :('/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-215748704701501104</id><published>2008-08-16T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T10:11:32.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright back here to post XD. ok nth much but i can't wait for the sept holidays! sleeping over at becky's house hahaha XDXD maybe will sleep talk again -.- hahaha:):) oh and my results have been improving XDXD i got 15/15 for geog test muahahaha. hmm but sadly things are not completely ok yet. i'm still waiting haha and i will wait as long as it needs :) hehe yup thats all. hehe all my posts all very short one&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-215748704701501104?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/215748704701501104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=215748704701501104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/215748704701501104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/215748704701501104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/08/alright-back-here-to-post-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-5842775319846221035</id><published>2008-08-14T18:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:00:00.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;lets see if this works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-5842775319846221035?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/5842775319846221035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=5842775319846221035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/5842775319846221035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/5842775319846221035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/08/lets-see-if-this-works_3964.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-3015205211667536370</id><published>2008-08-13T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:21:43.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm trying to be happy as much as i can. its juz a little while.. you can do it ben :) you can you can. :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-3015205211667536370?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/3015205211667536370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=3015205211667536370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/3015205211667536370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/3015205211667536370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-trying-to-be-happy-as-much-as-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-8589372770588451660</id><published>2008-08-10T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T19:46:00.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess not... &gt;&lt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-8589372770588451660?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/8589372770588451660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=8589372770588451660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/8589372770588451660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/8589372770588451660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-guess-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-2213505227424482465</id><published>2008-08-03T21:29:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:00:49.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha ok i got back the inspiration i guess ^^ anyway life's been great man especially after ministry from God. yup great^^ nth really much lah today but its juz great to have such understanding friends yup yup&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm glad we're ok now^^&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/30391078-2213505227424482465?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/2213505227424482465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=2213505227424482465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2213505227424482465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2213505227424482465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/08/hahaha-ok-i-got-back-inspiration-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-7392871174308697604</id><published>2008-07-16T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:02:31.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its like history repeating itself except that its harder now. i'm sorry but i lost my inspiration to blog so this is my last post. i will post again once i got it back thanks for those who read and tag by the way :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-7392871174308697604?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7392871174308697604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=7392871174308697604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/7392871174308697604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/7392871174308697604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-like-history-repeating-itself.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-1000688454362876506</id><published>2008-07-11T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:01:36.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SARAHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks sarah for being such a wonderful friend to all of us and such a strong encourager. I pray God will bless you with more wisdom and understanding so that you can become a woman of God!!!! God bless you!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;thanks for being such a nice person to me ^^ i love you sarah:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-1000688454362876506?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1000688454362876506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=1000688454362876506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1000688454362876506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1000688454362876506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-to-you-happy-birthday-to_11.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-2242335276856322477</id><published>2008-07-04T20:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:01:56.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today went to Old folks home for CIP hahaha it was kinda weird at first. first time going old folks home but it wasnt that bad la. here this is how it went... i sang a song for them. it was hotel california.. i didn't want to sing it :( coz its satanic then i also sang collide and then a old lady started crying so loud becoz she was so happy o.0 but it was great la hahaha then anderson omg he make me laugh like mad he started singing his own composed on the spot songs to the folks and all of them laugh like mad my class juz went and clap along of coz laughing at the same time too HAHA freaking funny man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I love you:) you deserve it... trust me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-2242335276856322477?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/2242335276856322477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=2242335276856322477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2242335276856322477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2242335276856322477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-went-to-old-folks-home-for-cip.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-1465425864452466901</id><published>2008-07-03T20:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:02:19.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lord pls take away this confusion from me... and i need ur wisdom now more than before.. Lord i know ur hand will always be there. thank you. i love you :)                   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;i love you sarahhhhhhhh but why is it we seem to be always so far apart. when we wanna go somewhere somehow we are always opposite.:( i juz wan some time with you. thats all i ask.&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/30391078-1465425864452466901?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1465425864452466901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=1465425864452466901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1465425864452466901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1465425864452466901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/07/lord-pls-take-away-this-confusion-from.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-7887360115666640214</id><published>2008-07-02T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T16:53:34.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in the midst of my troubles i will still love You:) My smile means the most when it is the hardest time to smile. i learnt that from someone precious to me:) haizzz help me Lord :( I learnt something today too. I asked the Lord why is it that christians always seem to have more tests than others. He did not tell me why but i am sure He juz wants to make me stronger than others so i can help them for His glory. But he told me this" sometimes it is hard to live a christian life. Many people do not realize that through their troubles, having Me beside you is already a blessing. Its by My grace that I am here to help you." yea i guess i kinda needed that :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-7887360115666640214?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7887360115666640214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=7887360115666640214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/7887360115666640214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/7887360115666640214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-midst-of-my-troubles-i-will-still.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-5608221729444379048</id><published>2008-07-01T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T18:42:34.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>By the time World war 4 comes even guns can't win wars for it will be continuous. Only love can solve these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-5608221729444379048?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/5608221729444379048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=5608221729444379048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/5608221729444379048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/5608221729444379048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/07/by-time-world-war-4-comes-even-guns.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-2504742789886454978</id><published>2008-06-30T22:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:03:28.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks rah!!!!!! Hmm today got monday blues &gt;&lt; class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;yes i love You too. Thanks for being my friend^^.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Thanks sarah i love you:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-2504742789886454978?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/2504742789886454978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=2504742789886454978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2504742789886454978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2504742789886454978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/06/thanks-rah-hmm-today-got-monday-blues.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-70656317655188746</id><published>2008-06-29T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T17:07:25.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All i need is You lord,&lt;br /&gt;Is You Lord,&lt;br /&gt;All I need is You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for giving me such a wonderful blessing in my life^^^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway TODAY ROCKED MAN and obviously i'm not gonna post why. but yea it rocked AND I'M HIGH. it took me so long-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-70656317655188746?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/70656317655188746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=70656317655188746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/70656317655188746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/70656317655188746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/06/all-i-need-is-you-lord-is-you-lord-all.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-4501006293553895619</id><published>2008-06-26T19:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T19:57:46.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iELejZnG2yI/SGOCrt8rUjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZWdNtZtm1kE/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iELejZnG2yI/SGOCrt8rUjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZWdNtZtm1kE/s320/DSC00041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216156481005244978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa i can even take this in class amazing...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iELejZnG2yI/SGOC1UShgcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TEEDIez41AU/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iELejZnG2yI/SGOC1UShgcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TEEDIez41AU/s320/DSC00040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216156645916246466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh now the teacher is right in front of the camera but doesn't notice...juz wait it gets better XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iELejZnG2yI/SGODB1dAz5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/vAQpzjoNmNM/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iELejZnG2yI/SGODB1dAz5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/vAQpzjoNmNM/s320/DSC00036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216156860977041298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooooooooooooo now his favourite student is sleeping juz check it out!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iELejZnG2yI/SGODvdZcwYI/AAAAAAAAABU/fqAFRkD9_v8/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iELejZnG2yI/SGODvdZcwYI/AAAAAAAAABU/fqAFRkD9_v8/s320/DSC00037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216157644793627010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the whole row is sleeping except one... its amazing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iELejZnG2yI/SGOD4A0PvmI/AAAAAAAAABc/TQ1n4LgJnsU/s1600-h/DSC00035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iELejZnG2yI/SGOD4A0PvmI/AAAAAAAAABc/TQ1n4LgJnsU/s320/DSC00035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216157791740214882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA NOW EVERYBODY IS SLEEPING. oh and mind u the teacher noes.He scolded them but that this is the response my class gave......ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a slack class hor XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-4501006293553895619?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4501006293553895619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4501006293553895619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4501006293553895619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4501006293553895619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/06/whoa-i-can-even-take-this-in-class.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</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://bp2.blogger.com/_iELejZnG2yI/SGOCrt8rUjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZWdNtZtm1kE/s72-c/DSC00041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-4231168610815174758</id><published>2008-06-23T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T20:59:06.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will I be able to reach the standard?&lt;br /&gt;Will it take as long as eternity?&lt;br /&gt;Till the sun is bolted out?&lt;br /&gt;Till the stars no longer have life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying,&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to try.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to try.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll wait till I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when the moon turns crimson red.&lt;br /&gt;Even when mankind becomes perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Even if reaching it is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;I will wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I reach that standard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope i can one day i really hope i can.&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-4231168610815174758?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4231168610815174758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4231168610815174758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4231168610815174758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4231168610815174758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/06/will-i-be-able-to-reach-standard-will.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-3194347125298365919</id><published>2008-06-23T18:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:05:53.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm first day of sch??? its a weird time to get high but oh well i'm high coz OF.... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;sarah choy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;yayayayaya u're such a fun person to talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;yayyyy!!! errr i got a new teacher for history!!!! british muahahaha he quite pro leh freaking funny also. hmm nth much happened in sch today but i practically slept the whole day XD it always happens on a monday for me hehehe. yayyyyyyyyyy i love you God!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;i love you sarah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/30391078-3194347125298365919?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/3194347125298365919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=3194347125298365919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/3194347125298365919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/3194347125298365919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmm-first-day-of-sch-its-weird-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-3084904857848749346</id><published>2008-06-04T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T17:37:57.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hurt:(</title><content type='html'>2 bad days in a row:( yes i'm terribly hurt by you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-3084904857848749346?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/3084904857848749346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=3084904857848749346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/3084904857848749346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/3084904857848749346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/06/hurt.html' title='hurt:('/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-60498888151815828</id><published>2008-05-29T10:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T10:45:40.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got tagged by retarded becky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) PEOPLE WHO HAVE BEEN TAGGED MUST WRITE THEIR ANSWERS ON THEIR BLOGS AND REPLACE ANY QUESTIONS THAT THEY DISLIKE WITH A NEW QUESTION FORMULATED BY THEMSELVES .&lt;br /&gt;B) TAG TEN PEOPLE TO DO THIS QUIZ AND THOSE WHO ARE TAGGED CANNOT REFUSE THESE PEOPLE . YOU MUST ALSO STATE WHO YOU ARE TAGGED BY AND CANNOT TAG THE PERSON WHOM THEY WERE TAGGED BY .CONTINUE THIS GAME BY SENDING IT TO OTHER PEOPLE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 if your lover betray you, what would your reaction be ?&lt;br /&gt;i will be angry and sad but yet i will say its ok coz in the first place i love her:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 if u could have a dream come true what would it be ?&lt;br /&gt;errr becoming a pastor i guess(always wanted to be lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 what will be your dream wedding like ?&lt;br /&gt;simple but yet grand and of coz full of love between the bride and me! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 are you sure of your life goal ?&lt;br /&gt;yup very sure bring more salvations and glory to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 whats your ideal lover ?&lt;br /&gt;a mature christian, has a gentle spirit and is loving.(doesn't really need to be fun haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 which is more blessed ? loving someone or being loved ?&lt;br /&gt;there is no more for me becoz loving someone is blessing them. and being loved is also a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 if the person you like does not accept you, would u continue to wait or change his/her feelings ?&lt;br /&gt;if its s.....&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i dun mind not going for any one else juz to win her heart.:) becoz i love .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 if you and your friend fall for the same person, what would u do ?&lt;br /&gt;let the girl choose and i will still be friends with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 if u have cancer, what will u want to do ?&lt;br /&gt;pray la of coz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 what do u want most in life ?&lt;br /&gt;God!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11 is being tagged fun ?&lt;br /&gt;yup i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 how do u see yourself in the future as well as career ?&lt;br /&gt;cant really imagine yet-.- but i see myself as a father!!! and yes i want to be hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13 who is currently the most important person to u ?&lt;br /&gt;err definitely God of coz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14 what kind of person do you think the person has tagged u is?&lt;br /&gt;errr retarded like me but can be worse XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15 would u rather be single and rich or married but poor ?&lt;br /&gt;married but poor!!!!! thats becoz i want to marry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16 what is the first thing u do every morning ?&lt;br /&gt;groan becoz i neverhave enough sleep:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17 would u give it all in a relationship ?&lt;br /&gt;for s....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;of coz la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;#18 if u fall in love with two ppl simultaneously, who would u pick ?&lt;br /&gt;errr u noe who..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;&lt;!--          //Disable right click script III- By Renigade (renigade@mediaone.net)     //For full source code, visit http://www.dynamicdrive.com          var message="";     ///////////////////////////////////     function clickIE() {if (document.all) {(message);return false;}}     function clickNS(e) {if      (document.layers||(document.getElementById&amp;&amp;!document.all)) {     if (e.which==2||e.which==3) {(message);return false;}}}     if (document.layers)      {document.captureEvents(Event.MOUSEDOWN);document.onmousedown=clickNS;}     else{document.onmouseup=clickNS;document.oncontextmenu=clickIE;}          document.oncontextmenu=new Function("return false")     // --&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19 what kinds of frens do u like ?&lt;br /&gt;loving,fun, gentle, and all sorts even crazy ppl lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#20 if u played a prank on someone, and he/she fall for the trick, what would u do ?&lt;br /&gt;laugh and then say sry lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I;M NOT TAGGING ANY 1 coz i dun really like doing this quiz -.- hahahaha well i got nth to do anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-60498888151815828?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/60498888151815828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=60498888151815828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/60498888151815828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/60498888151815828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/05/got-tagged-by-retarded-becky.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-6393725520639041880</id><published>2008-05-26T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T10:38:04.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did it ever come across to you that i was obviously angry? and sad? u had no idea how i felt. and u still don't. when they asked me to go hillsong my first reply was no. u noe why? becoz i thought u will be bored at home so i decided to stay home. then later i said not sure. then later i said nvm even if no need admission i dun think i wanna go. but u said u were not going for both concerts. did i ever come across in ur mind at all that i would be sad? DID I ?! u noe what forget it ok? juz go jump around la forget me ok? haiz i dunno if ur best friends mean more until u forgot ur best friend u known almost 14 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-6393725520639041880?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/6393725520639041880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=6393725520639041880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/6393725520639041880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/6393725520639041880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/05/did-it-ever-come-across-to-you-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-8079375006082833289</id><published>2008-05-13T11:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T11:17:37.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when a person goes into a relationship does it concern the present only or the future too? is it good for ur spiritual mind? i dun understand how ppl can see it as a good thing at this point. i honestly dun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-8079375006082833289?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/8079375006082833289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=8079375006082833289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/8079375006082833289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/8079375006082833289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-person-goes-into-relationship-does.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-2114605055689576475</id><published>2008-04-03T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T16:43:21.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so am i :( thanks for everything. haiz this past 2 weeks has been hell. the devil can't bring me to hell but he can make my life hell on earth. To be honest i feel angry all the time:( The devil is trying to use me :( and its super hard to fight it. and this is for someone : i was foolish to say that to you of all people. time and time again you forgave me and continued to be there. This is why God has blessed you so much. You did make my life better:) trust me you did. It is just me sometimes. My other things i want to say to you is juz totally impossible to say. I have nth else to say but thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-2114605055689576475?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/2114605055689576475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=2114605055689576475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2114605055689576475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2114605055689576475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-am-i-thanks-for-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-2265567078403850328</id><published>2008-03-29T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T21:44:16.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Despite the fact that i have been closer to all my friends i feel more more alone than ever :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-2265567078403850328?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/2265567078403850328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=2265567078403850328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2265567078403850328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2265567078403850328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/03/despite-fact-that-i-have-been-closer-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-1349124634706924049</id><published>2008-03-24T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:44:42.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Father, is this what the world is gonna teach every 1? that hugging is wrong... holding hands for boys is wrong.... preaching ur word in china is wrong... being close friends but not in a relationship. If it is i really dunno what to say abt ur children. As much as i am ur child and part of this world, pls remove my agony but if it is ur test i'm willing to take it.  Lord, pls be there for your ppl. Their indescribable corrupted minds are despicable as much as i am. Teach them. We know the devil is at work. So Lord please give us ur wisdom ,strength and ur armour to win this battle. Father you always talked abt unity being impt in our church but yet some are not united so Lord i'm begging you unite this church. your love and church is the only thing keeping me going right now. Whether a 1000 ppl left like what happened in the vision you gave me i will stand there for your church becoz its ur house. If its my purpose to unite ppl then give me ur sword to strike the enemies down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-1349124634706924049?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1349124634706924049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=1349124634706924049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1349124634706924049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1349124634706924049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/03/father-is-this-what-world-is-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-2591957150771180355</id><published>2008-03-24T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T18:38:02.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhdhcjfmvmbjfkfkgriitigjghghhdhdhdhhdhdhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;OKWHAT IS THISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS GAGAHAHDHOXIOVOC WHO ARE U AND WHO AM I HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-2591957150771180355?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/2591957150771180355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=2591957150771180355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2591957150771180355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2591957150771180355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/03/ahhhdhcjfmvmbjfkfkgriitigjghghhdhdhdhhd.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-2503963075707221917</id><published>2008-03-17T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T19:53:38.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was the message on a messy and bad life well today is my worst day. today i didn't have any lessons AT ALL.And for the first time i wanted to study. at 9 i was sent to my sch barber becoz i had long hair ( WHICH IS NOT TRUE!) secondly becoz i only had my haircut at 5pm so 9am to 5 what did i do? basically i slept. and i got sent for dc -.- and during the haircut the barber use some sharp knive to take out the hair and he cut me 4-5 times so i look at the towel and i saw alot of blood-.- fantastic right? best day of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-2503963075707221917?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/2503963075707221917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=2503963075707221917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2503963075707221917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2503963075707221917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/03/yesterday-was-message-on-messy-and-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-5021186688865024770</id><published>2008-03-09T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:59:37.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i told ya i will never reach the standard,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-5021186688865024770?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/5021186688865024770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=5021186688865024770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/5021186688865024770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/5021186688865024770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-told-ya-i-will-never-reach-standard.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-1274496158272506245</id><published>2008-02-20T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T12:47:00.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no matter how much i try i will never be that good to reach that standard....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-1274496158272506245?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1274496158272506245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=1274496158272506245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1274496158272506245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1274496158272506245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-matter-how-much-i-try-i-will-never.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-1587695380472041176</id><published>2008-02-04T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T21:17:07.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chapter 3"supernova"</title><content type='html'>" Phew! Looks like we pulled off that one. Lets go back to Rupert and see what we can find out about what's happening to three of us." Seconds later, they came back drenched with smoke over their bodies but they looked like they didn't feel a thing. "Hey guys! I think I might know somewhere just the three of us can discuss about this. There's a lab down at Parkview Street. Come on, I will drive you there." They looked at me like I was some genius and for once I felt that Chloe and I had something going on. " Are you sure about this place because the last time I went there I saw two rats." Though I liked her alot, sometimes you just got to admit, she was lame. " You got to be kidding me with that kind of jo-- Oh Shit!!!!!!!!" Suddenly, my whole life flashed before my eyes. People say when you are about to die, your whole life just flashes in front of you. Well, they got that right. " BOOM!" I closed my eyes, afraid to die. Many seconds later, I was wondering why I haven't met with God yet. Then, I opened my eyes and to my amazement, a fire shield surrounded us and we were totally unharmed. " How the hell did u do that?! That thing is way too cool. Hey look! thats the car we crashed into and it's falling off the bridge we better go and help them" I felt good. It was like i became a superhero overnight. " I got an idea! I can produce a fire shield around and Joash can do the same except his will be electricity but you need to soak yourself first. After that fly around the fire. With your speed, the fire will go out instantly." For a moment, I was lost and surprised by the intelligence of Chloe. "Foom!" I launched into the air. " COOL!" I was flying 100 times of an aeroplane and I felt fantastic. Soon, the fire was out. But, a familiar nasty voice was heard, " remember me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-1587695380472041176?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1587695380472041176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=1587695380472041176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1587695380472041176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1587695380472041176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/02/chapter-3supernova.html' title='chapter 3&quot;supernova&quot;'/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-7378009218388672500</id><published>2008-02-02T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T19:46:16.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chapter 2" a new life"</title><content type='html'>"BOOM!" blasts of electricity firing out like machine guns. " Job done." A blue light continued to shine in the middle of the room revealing the face of rupert's best friend, Joash. "You know Chloe, its been a long time since both of us has talked. What's that smell? Oh my god! Chloe! Your hands are on fire!", suddenly i felt both of us weren't normal. Who were we exactly?! Suddenly her body went to overdrive and i could feel the heat burning my skin even though she was 100m away. Out of no where, a familiar voice in awe said" I can fly her to the sea. Its her only chance." I in wonder and amazement exclaimed" you can fly too?!?!?!?" He stared at me wondering what i meant mentioning the word too. "Look I have no time to explain she is getting too hot" In a wonderous state, a spectrum of blue light that looked like a platform took off fast and was soon unable to be seen. Then, I wondered what would happen to them.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-7378009218388672500?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7378009218388672500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=7378009218388672500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/7378009218388672500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/7378009218388672500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/02/chapter-2-new-life.html' title='chapter 2&quot; a new life&quot;'/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-2915660128621097924</id><published>2008-02-01T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T17:33:19.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chapter 1"a new generation"</title><content type='html'>"Hey rupert! quickly before Mrs Wise kills us again!". I was just too worked out. Five tests, eight projects, four assignments and I defintely was not in the mood to get killed by her. I wonder if I'm a little different from the others. I feel different but I don't think so. "Bigpile High", I think they got the perfect name for the school. "Ahhhhhhh", a brand new day but I defintely wasn't looking forward to it. Couldn't life just give us something more interesting?! "Chloe! You finished your report?" , I asked. Chloe, the only girl I ever loved since i was four. " Oh my god!!!! You're you're you're......FLOATING!!", shockingly shouting it as if I was an alien. Was I? Slowly, I landed back down without even noticing. We both stared wide open. My heart was pounding hard. This is more than what I ever wanted! "Chloe, shut up! You do realize we're along a corridor right?!", I bellowed. I couldn't believe I blasted at her when she was the girl I loved but I needed to hide what just happened and I couldn't let her shout to the whole world about it. Suddenly, she dropped like a ton of bricks. Quickly, I took her to the hospital. " Where is this?", weakly asking. " Don't worry you're fine you just need to get some rest. You're in a hospital. You fainted and you were three hundred degrees hot. Chloe, thats impossible. Are we the only we two who can do these?", I felt excited yet scared that Chloe would die out again. " I doubt so...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-2915660128621097924?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/2915660128621097924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=2915660128621097924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2915660128621097924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/2915660128621097924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2008/02/chapter-1a-new-generation.html' title='chapter 1&quot;a new generation&quot;'/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-3482580457216396756</id><published>2007-12-17T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T00:40:43.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt; haven't post for two months i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;... yup yup yup &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vicky&lt;/span&gt; u are correct but also wrong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt; i shall start with rain camp.. :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; rain was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gooodddddddddddd&lt;/span&gt; the g were new except maybe 1 or 2...and they were all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;funnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;... and the bad part is my group got no 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt;... -.- and the good part &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; the bad part is i met new "friends" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;acquaintances la not really friends hehe... well hmmm sad some ppl couldn't join us.. anyway the encounter and everyhing was very good... after the camp i feel empowered by the holy spirit and much more :) and the past few days have been good :) like really good.. like today for eg.. i dropped mywallet and i went back to macs and i was constantly praying and trying not to be scared...and i got my wallet back from the manager so i really thank god... and there are alot more thingsjuz cannot list down..too many already.. and lastly happy bd to myself haha... thanks friends... u all have been a blessing in my life and i;m sure many other's too :) monkey signing off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-3482580457216396756?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/3482580457216396756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=3482580457216396756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/3482580457216396756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/3482580457216396756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2007/12/hmm-havent-post-for-two-months-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-2016538906132688987</id><published>2007-10-28T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T22:06:46.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok mei mei this is for you la...i listen to you k? im a good kor kor...anyway lets begin.... WELL TODAY .....VERY TIRING...went to church...and had to take cab....coz car broken down :( and played cap's ball!!!!!! GIRLS WE WILL WIN U BACK NEXT TIME I PROMISE!!!!!!!!! anyway we played truth or dare and murderer....had a great time,....and of coz how could we forget....VAN GOT BAPTISED!!!!! hooray.... haha,...waiting for my mei mei get baptised also...haha... and i'm not tall...its juz u are all too short...hahaha...anyway... nth much to talk abt liao bb ppl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-2016538906132688987?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/2016538906132688987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=2016538906132688987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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entertainement from a girl who likes molesting me and karyne...and who likes to disturb becky but no molesting there....after church had lunch with james...we talked abt stuff like exams...cell and love....love between us of coz...haha jk... i will try to update as much as i can....and twinny owes me chocolate for calling my sunglasses ugly....hahaha no la....i totally agree its ugly lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-4170048106707037028?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4170048106707037028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4170048106707037028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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long time..i'm juz here to update since i haven't....tats all i gotta say....nth else to post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-4166890021203135590?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4166890021203135590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4166890021203135590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4166890021203135590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4166890021203135590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-is-still-same-as-before.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-416169472644373914</id><published>2007-05-30T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T08:26:55.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok my blog is kinda dead so i'm trying to make it alive........well lets see..........camp started on friday we went to bintan and took the ferry. igot sea sickness problem meannig i will vomit.so my 2 friends sitting next to me said ...if u vomit i will also vomit i cannot see other ppl's vomit.so i said lets all vomit together.but luckily i had a pill to stop it.well we camped in a jungle ...got lots of centipedes and scorpions.day 2 we did amazing race.....so dam boring....but dragon boating was pretty fun and becoz it was a race ...i row until got blister..lol..day 3 ..we had mountainclimbing....not bad not bad the climb...the first part was dam straight and suddenly it went up like a straight stick so we had to use a rope.....i fell about 7 times...i was the first to reach the top...now the going down part was difficult...coz it was raining so there was a mudslide....and guess what the rope snapped........but we were determined becoz ou reward is the waterfall....we finally reached the waterall after 4 hours.... at first the water fall is dam clean then every 1 jump in become brown...lol...day 4 we went bac to singapore.....overall the camp sux........but went i came home........my maid said gt special ic cream delivery from her friend....i was like wth for she noe me meh? but its actually a surprise from my parents...drumset......i waited for that for ummmm1 and a half years......so i was pretty shocked...and i didn't expect it o cost 5k....bought it at swee lee good sale there...i missed sonic edge ...i wonder what it was like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-416169472644373914?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/416169472644373914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=416169472644373914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/416169472644373914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/416169472644373914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2007/05/ok-my-blog-is-kinda-dead-so-im-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-4567796537950018482</id><published>2007-04-20T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T23:40:51.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was good had the finals of the debates competition!!!!!!!!!! we fought against xinmin AGAIN we found them in the prelimanary round...during the debates the topic they gave was quite difficult...yup...so we talked abt it and xinmin brought up really good points but so did we...however we lost to them becoz their points were better..however we still thank God for helping us to go through all the way to the finals!!........LIM YIN LI,LIM PIN LI, BLIAS TAN you all rock man AND WON'T FORGET YOU too JEVON and DEON!!!! tim huang!!!! i salute you for ur ballz to go up to do the floor debates!!! it was so hilarious&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-4567796537950018482?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4567796537950018482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4567796537950018482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4567796537950018482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4567796537950018482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-was-good-had-finals-of-debates.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-8631312838953619596</id><published>2007-04-16T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:23:57.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was fun in schz!!!!!HAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!english lesson was super interesting during unseen poetry analysis we did a song. and it was collide by howie day wth la then every 1 was dam emo after the song! so fun!!! more fun was nicholas wong speech!!!!!!!during speech lesson his speech went like this"this is what will happen when you have sex before marriage and start a relationship at the wrong time" he took a bomb bag squeezed and exploded"see it exploded this is what will happen.However if you start a relationship at the right time and have sex after marriage this is will happen" he squeezed the powder and it burst into bubbles and said"YOU SEE RERODUCTION!!!" hahahahahahahahaha every 1 laughed like crap la even teacher. then syafiq speech was a rap he said in front of teacher you are big hot mama and she gave him high marks!!!!!SO FUNNY LA!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-8631312838953619596?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/8631312838953619596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=8631312838953619596' title='0 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dinner after YA yea i'm a very good organizer ok! i bought a big plate of rojak for every 1 lor....after that was free time....we had games and jamming....u noe what after that free time it was anther free time again so we went to bath and go supper and stuff la then came back talk until abt 12...then some of us ...canice...vanessa...james....joshua...benedict...samuel..me....rachel and aruwana were talking in the pantry until abt 3 then we talk abt our personal life then some of them got freaked out and stuff HAHAHAHA then in the morning we wanted to go macs but changed our minds so we stayed in 302 and talked then james and vanessa went to children church then i startd getting high(AS USUAL) and started acting as auntie susan and said "for ur loud cheer every body shall get 6 stamps today!!!!!!!!!!!" then i act as steve from blue clues hahahahahaha and we dance YOUNG ARROWS hahahahhaa cannot tah han too funny and when i was changing(coz i hot) then suddenly the door open and i was like"SHIT!!!!!!!!" luckily i was changing near the sofa so when the door opened i jump over the sofa and luckily another didn't come by the front door thanks to my pro acrobatic skills i wasn't seen hahahaaha joshua and samuel noes smth secret abt my acrobatic skills especially my DIVING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-4420583777827485698?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4420583777827485698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4420583777827485698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4420583777827485698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4420583777827485698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2007/03/hi-every-1.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-1932716549289534329</id><published>2007-03-14T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T10:06:16.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was a young boy,&lt;br /&gt;with still all my toys,&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I saw heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Though I did not understand,&lt;br /&gt;I desired to see more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to hate my father to the core.&lt;br /&gt;Consumed by hate,&lt;br /&gt;a verse still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;clinged&lt;/span&gt; on my mind&lt;br /&gt;"Do everything in love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night,&lt;br /&gt;I had a test.&lt;br /&gt;This test was not done on a desk,&lt;br /&gt;but in the temple of God&lt;br /&gt;The doors of heaven opened,&lt;br /&gt;there I saw angels.&lt;br /&gt;How good it is to see heaven once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day,&lt;br /&gt;I thought of ways to get to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Then I remembered the test,&lt;br /&gt;and realized love was one of the ways&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-1932716549289534329?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1932716549289534329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>GRRRRRRR i feel like killig those girls rah!!!!hahahaha they dam super evil..first we wanted to watch a movie at ps then they took the car without us so we took a cab there then they said they were at sushi place then the boys went looking for them then they called and and said they at cinema!!!!!!!!!!MAKE US RUN THERE RUN HERE RAHHHHHH.anyway the movie was pretty nice then later i was about to go home and when vanessa said she going vivo i went along coz i stay very near there so i went along but they thought i was moody coz i was dam quiet.acually not true la then when vanessa ad becky go splash water my dad called soi had to go home sad......i wonder who is the mastr mind of evil who make us run like mad...GRRRRR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-9033141691788412898?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-808095291676325677</id><published>2007-03-02T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T19:39:21.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the air that I breathe&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who washed my sins&lt;br /&gt;And made me grow.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I need&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel that I've been freed&lt;br /&gt;To feel Your love......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st stanza:&lt;br /&gt;When I was born&lt;br /&gt;Into this world&lt;br /&gt;You watched me grow along with the grass....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; stanza:&lt;br /&gt;As I grew,&lt;br /&gt;I drifted away from You&lt;br /&gt;So come and make me whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;You're the air that I breathe&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who washed away my sins&lt;br /&gt;And made me grow.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I need&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel that I've been freed&lt;br /&gt;To feel Your love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i composed this song i haven't done the bridge yet though...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-808095291676325677?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/808095291676325677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY WAS DAM FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!had cell bonding at guo sheng's house then got games then i kanna forfeit then the forfeit is to decorate ur face with make up and lipstick.so gideon grace and isabel decorated me with a england flag on my faceeeee then lipstick on my lips and drawings all over my face and draw beard also!!!!HAAHAHAHAHAHA then at church during sermon i scratched my head then got dandruff fly on my notebk.so i show gideon and joshua then gideon thought its my pen then he tried using my pen also but realized the colour different then joshua blow the thing at his face hahahaha.during dinner joanne talk SUPER ALOT but this time although her jokes lame but its very funny hahahahaha first time her joke funny and first time my joke not VERY funny but still funny la hhahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-1821104382653863571</id><published>2007-02-09T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T15:12:38.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was kinda cool.coz ACS(BARKER) won the first round of the competiton!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!we were against unity sec at montfort!the motion:this house believes that cartoons are negative influences on young children....unity sec had confidence but somehow during the debate,1 of their team member suddenly showed attitude when SHE wanted to say a point of information,yin lee said"hold on maam" and she made a irritated face and every 1 stared at her and started laughing even her own teammates.....when it was her turn to rebutt,blias had a point of information and he went speaking and suddenly the girl said"CAN U STOP WASTING MY TIME AND LETS MOVE ON TO MY NEXT POINT".its like wth la!!!!in the end my team won!!!!!!!YAY!!!!!!!coz their team member seriously got attitude&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-1821104382653863571?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1821104382653863571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=1821104382653863571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1821104382653863571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1821104382653863571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-was-kinda-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-8188815148356598337</id><published>2007-02-09T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T15:01:53.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YESTERDAY REALLY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;SUX&lt;/span&gt; LIKE SHIT LA!!!!!!!i had sch first period was PE!!!!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; sucks totally la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; the teacher is crazy.he make us run around the court 50 times and then make us do dam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of running then he make us in push up position for 1 hour!!!!and if any 1's knees fall to the ground they must go to the wall and do half squat and then u stretch out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; hands and pretend u riding a motorbike and u must count freaking loud if not go back to 0!!but lucky i hold there i couldn't even move in the first place my body was dam numb one of my friend fainted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; a lousy teacher!then after that got science test la then stupid HOD thought we slowly walk.its like dam obvious the previous teacher hold us back la!so we had no recess after sch finish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt; no lunch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; got GEOG LESSON by right its from 2.30 to 4.30 but become 2-6!!!!!!!! then after that got debates after debates i was dam freaking tired and hungry!!!!!!!!so i got a slight fever now and later i got DEBATES COMPETITION!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; its at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hougang&lt;/span&gt; ave 8 against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;montfort&lt;/span&gt; its near church!!!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;yipee&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tmw&lt;/span&gt; another debates competition.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;siannnn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all will blog more next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-8188815148356598337?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/8188815148356598337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=8188815148356598337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/8188815148356598337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/8188815148356598337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2007/02/yesterday-really-sux-like-shit-lai-had.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-8655561564955685599</id><published>2007-02-03T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T22:23:25.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today dam funny la especially jasper!!!!!!!!!!!me and gideon were going projection while he was doing sound then we saw this toy revolver gun on the table so that time got honouring of leaders as they clapped gideon press the triger then got sound come out then jasper went"stop playing computer games la" when on the com there was no game and the gun was in front of his face!!!!THEN ME AND GIDEON LAUGH LIKE MAD LA!!!!!!then we found a tin of sweets and a whole packet of yupi!!!!!!!and we finished it!!!!! so we were feasting ourselves while doing projection dam funny!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-8655561564955685599?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/8655561564955685599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=8655561564955685599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/8655561564955685599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/8655561564955685599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-dam-funny-la-especially-jasperme.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-8937239117052105242</id><published>2007-01-27T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T23:07:15.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today rox man!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!simply too good!!!!!!i love u gideon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!u rock my world with the guitar man u play dam freaking pro!!!!!!!!!!!and thanks alot for sacrificing ur fingers i'm sure God will appreciate it very much!worship was dam good la great in power and here i am to worship! i felt the Lord's presence even though the room was small and we didnt have a full band i still felt the lord.CELL DICUSSION was kinda screwed at the first part but overall it went well yup..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-8937239117052105242?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/8937239117052105242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=8937239117052105242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/8937239117052105242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/8937239117052105242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-rox-mansimply-too-goodi-love-u.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-7415413222496224546</id><published>2007-01-24T19:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T20:05:16.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today not much to blog except for speech and drama.dam funny i tell u.i talked as cherry valance and my voice sounded dam gay..then its dam funny...then after that got fun with twisters!!!!!!RYAN AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;SYAPIC&lt;/span&gt; MORE FUNNY!!!!!fun with twisters is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pronoucing&lt;/span&gt; words...so for e.g its like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;betty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;botter&lt;/span&gt; bought bitter butter and put it in her batter..that kind of thing so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; sang a song &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; the words so it was much easier and he sing very nice then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;syapic&lt;/span&gt; rapped the song so its dam funny la!!!!my teacher laugh until she cry even after she dismiss us she still laughing i love speech and drama!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-7415413222496224546?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7415413222496224546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=7415413222496224546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/7415413222496224546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/7415413222496224546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-not-much-to-blog-except-for_24.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-4604239751318913681</id><published>2007-01-19T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T14:28:44.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sry didn't blog yesterday wanted t but got no time coz i had to go back to sch at 7 for debates all the ay until 10.....OH NO!!jgs competition coming up!!!!!i must defintely blog abt lee siew lee's 'speech' she is such a joker man!!!she starte scolding us during assembly for being disrespectful to the teachers and then she asked the sec 1s to raise thier fingers and she pronounced fingers as fingles!!!!it was so funny every 1 started laugh even the teachers!!!then she said whoever is laugh form teachers write thier name but all the teachers were laughing also!!!!!!then she said consider as considel!!!!!!!hahahahaha then after she said "i will dismiss u back to ur classes" every 1 all clapppppp and said"WHOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!"it was so evil and funny la!!!but principal dam angry his face all red actually i'm not sure maybe he also want to laugh but he control it thats y the face red hahaha ok thats all for today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-4604239751318913681?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4604239751318913681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4604239751318913681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4604239751318913681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4604239751318913681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2007/01/sry-didnt-blog-yesterday-wanted-t-but.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-5161183799925108559</id><published>2007-01-17T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T14:46:55.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was quite fun except for art as usual...geog the test was easy..history is the normal shouting la...the class always dam noisy then the teacher have to keep shouting.somemore she is only 19 this year and she happened to be jolene's friend last year and i was like"OMG!"..yea then marc xu and kenny keep laughing coz perumal keep sucking up to the teacher.then my teacher sa to marc"this is not the first time i have seen u laughing about him and don't laugh in my lesson..DO U UNDERSTAND ME?!?!?!?!?"then marc keep laughing and laughing then my teacher say"u still wanna laugh?!?!?!?!GET OUT OF MY CLASS AND COME BACK IN WHEN U HAVE STOPPED LAUGHING"then kenny started laughing then my teacher said"u also get out now!!!!"AFTER ABT 5MIN...marc and knny knock the door then the teacher said "come in"&lt;br /&gt;then they both started laughing again then my teacher said" u come back already still can laugh right?!?!?! GET OUT!!!!!!!!"then marc and kenny after 5min come in again and started laughing then the teacher said"amazing i tell u!!!after so many times!GET OUT AND DONT COME BACK AT ALL" then the whole class started laughing then i saw through the glass door kenny and marc were still laughing outside!!!then i started laughing.then she stare at me..then she turn away...i was like"phew" luckily jolene is her friend if not i also will get scolded..hahahahaa...then art was dam irritating lor..the teacher saw her time table wrongly and thought the lesson started at 12.40 but actually suppose to start at 11.10 then we wait almost 1 hour then she came and said sry..then she last time always scold us for seeing the wrong time table lor!then perumal lost his wallet and pencil case which was so dam predictable of him la!last year at the end of the year i remember he lost his own bag..then he went to tell my art teacher..she started scolding every 1 la!!!then she ask us to pour out our bags and take out slowly its like wth la!!after that was drama...SO FUN LOR DRAMA VERY FUNNY ESPECIALLY SYAPHIC!!!my teacher wanted to find out who was more focus ad who was more persuasive so the pair was james and syaphic so james failed to make syaphic laugh and by the way u not allowed the touch the prson..then after that syaphic had a singlet under his uniform so he started doing sexy stuff without toucing james then he said"HEY BABY....U WANT SOME?"i was a bit disgusted..then he started slowly to take off his shirt then its dam freaking funny the way he do it!!then the teacher was laughing coz james already lost his round so she said to syaphic"next time if u gonna do anything strange pls warn me first"then the whole class laughing some of them laugh untilthey drop to the floor and thier face dam red...HAHAHA thats allfor today i think this is the longest post ever hahahaahha yay!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-5161183799925108559?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/5161183799925108559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=5161183799925108559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/5161183799925108559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/5161183799925108559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-was-quite-fun-except-for-art-as.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-1167607998991965158</id><published>2007-01-12T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T22:56:55.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today sucks like crazy man!!!!!!!!the rain was so dam heavy! then i ask my dad if he coul fetch but he was too busy then i called my aunt she was tutoring then i went to find a cab and i was like waiting there for 20min then suddenly a group of felles come push me away and took my cab then i was dam freaking pissed and suddenly a whole crowd came ad they also want a cab.then i walked all the way to stevens rd then i managed to find a cab  i was freaking SOAKED la my shirt was already transparent lucky i am not a girl man. and all my paper in my bag was so dam wet!then that form happened to be some retarded form coz my sch thought i got financial problem so they give me a scholarship form and a form to say if i need daily pocket money from them everyday.then i was like "HUH?!" i don't even noe wat they talking la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-1167607998991965158?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1167607998991965158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=1167607998991965158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1167607998991965158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1167607998991965158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-sucks-like-crazy-manthe-rain-was.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-4209703986588209237</id><published>2007-01-03T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T17:09:39.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of sch wasn't that bad la..coz got daryl seow around haha..well i like my form teacher he is nice to us..most of our teachers are nice except maths and ART oh man!..art only got 1 teacher and y must she take us man!sux to the core.so fast lesson tmw.will try blog more tmw gtg now bb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-4209703986588209237?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4209703986588209237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4209703986588209237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4209703986588209237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4209703986588209237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day-of-sch-wasnt-that-bad-la.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-3280525463865253234</id><published>2007-01-02T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T11:04:15.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watchnight service was quite good compared to the years before that.well the worship was great and clement and i were sort of crazy during watchnight..hahaha.worship so many chinese songs i don't noe how to sing i don't even understand..i only noe the first chinese song but overall it was good.i love making funny faces..hhahah and joshua thinks i am getting the hang of flirting with girls..hhaha!went to watch charlotte's web yesterday..the show was quite ok but still cannot beat deathnote 2..hhahaa..dam cannot go out so often liao! will be very busy no time to play.ok thats all have to go!  ipra that 2007 will be a very good year and more ppl will come to noe the lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-3280525463865253234?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/3280525463865253234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=3280525463865253234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/3280525463865253234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/3280525463865253234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2007/01/watchnight-service-was-quite-good.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-1480658169676974343</id><published>2006-12-31T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T00:10:45.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was great!!!!after youth ablaze went dinner with aruwana and rachel and gideon and joshua and samuel and canice.we went to macs.samuel and gideon and canice had to go early so left with me joshua and rachel aruwana and myself.we were laughing like crazy until ppl keep staring at us!dam funny!then we keep telling stories then we all laugh!i realize i'm rather diff now hahaha last time face to face i very quiet then on msn talk alot now is both hahaha..can't wait for watchnight service tmw! haha gtg sleep liao cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-1480658169676974343?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1480658169676974343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=1480658169676974343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1480658169676974343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1480658169676974343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-was-greatafter-youth-ablaze-went.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-315312583615186575</id><published>2006-12-28T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T22:18:48.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm..not much to write went to watch deathnote 2 yesterday!its super nice..light is so evil but l is also dam smart hahaha the show is so unpredictable la..half way u are expecting this...suddenly u realize u actually got it wrong..dam this rain i wanna go out the last few times before sch reopen..wanted to go out today but the dumb rain kept e from going out!hahaha..emperor zhu gtg sleep liao hope can blog more tmw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-315312583615186575?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/315312583615186575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=315312583615186575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/315312583615186575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/315312583615186575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2006/12/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-588874186034882266</id><published>2006-12-23T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T21:30:50.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOVE LETTER WAS QUITE GOOD BUT SOME PARTS IS A BIT SAME AS LAST YEAR...but overall it was very good..elizabeth and nd act dam pro...actually all of dam act dam pro la!anyway after that went for dinner..and samuel is so clumsy lor he spilled all the drinks..and the manager so kind give us a free refil and the poor auntie had to clean the floor...then we were talking like crazy..then samuel go squeeze the wonka i gave him coz it was melted then every 1 wast eating then it looked like shit!!after that i no mood to eat liao but anyway had loads of fun!!hope u guys love the bookmarks and chocolate i gave u all!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-588874186034882266?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/588874186034882266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=588874186034882266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/588874186034882266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/588874186034882266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2006/12/love-letter-was-quite-good-but-some.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-6720499979250504222</id><published>2006-12-22T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T12:41:44.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sorry I didn't mean to call but I couldn't fight it I guess I was weak and couldn't even hide it and so I surrender just to hear your voice I know how many times I said I'm gonna to live with out you and maybe someone else is standing there beside you but there's something baby that you need to know that deep inside me I feel like I'm dying I have to see you it's all that I'm asking.Vida, give me back my fantasies the courage that I need to live the air that I breathe carino mio, my world becomes so empty my day's are so cold and lonely and each night I taste the purest of pain.I wish I could tell you I'm feeling better every day that it didn't hurt me when you walked away but to tell you the truth I can't find my way and deep inside me I feel like I'm dying I have to see you it's all that I'm asking.Vida, give me back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-6720499979250504222?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/6720499979250504222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=6720499979250504222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/6720499979250504222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/6720499979250504222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-sorry-i-didnt-mean-to-call-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-4375954901707912415</id><published>2006-12-17T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T00:05:37.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't been posting for quite long liao.yea.anyway on sat it was fun.got 2 cakes!!!hahahaha...and every 1 wrote love letters to jesus.yup yup yup!!mine is really simple..hahaha..not much decoration.after that had cutting cake and stuff..well happy birthday to me..hahahaha...i forgot to make wish nvm its ok cause my wish has always been the same..after that went for dinner at heartland..super crowded..thanks to ultraman!!=( after dinner i went to the park and i dance for my friends to see hahahaha.....then went home..so today i went keyaki at pan pacific hotel..the food was freaking fantastic man..buffet..but its ex..60$ per head...after that suppose to attend ben and lydia's baby blessing but i decided not to go..thx joshua for the very nice SMALL dog..hahaha..haixxxx still got alot of christmas stuff to buy...okok emperor zhu got to go liao cya!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-4375954901707912415?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-4441907406044930070</id><published>2006-12-13T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T17:00:11.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was tiring but it was great!!=) me and my cuz went to vivo hahaha...so many shops there u can get tired....we got kind of bored after that so we went to marina square and suntec...cause was waiting for my dad to meet us to get me smth...we took some pics at marina the sight seeing was great didn't noe abt it until now hahaha......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-4441907406044930070?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-8962488802005973862</id><published>2006-12-09T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T10:36:25.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nth to write abt</title><content type='html'>haixxxx this few weeks never go out just stay at home cause harold is at camp....never mind he will be back next week i can start posting more next week hahaha..yay i can go work next week already!this post so short.....nth to write&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-8962488802005973862?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/8962488802005973862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=8962488802005973862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/8962488802005973862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/8962488802005973862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2006/12/nth-to-write-abt.html' title='nth to write abt'/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-1887310702486010797</id><published>2006-12-06T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T23:43:23.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish my parents would let me go back to work</title><content type='html'>wth man i wanna go aceh!!!but dad don't allow.....always breaking promises la he....first say can after that cannot...1 time wanna bring me out after that don't want....and now when i wanna go back to volunteery work he also don't allow wth la!!!!!!! i wanna work y can't i work?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-1887310702486010797?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1887310702486010797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=1887310702486010797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/1887310702486010797'/><link 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great fun in the morning talked with some of the sec 1s and played card games also then i slept at 4.30....i wish got another camp like that but then the food must be better..LOL..kkk i gtg now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-4263632154215271816?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4263632154215271816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=4263632154215271816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4263632154215271816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/4263632154215271816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2006/12/los-camp-was-great.html' title='L.O.S camp was great'/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-116458654251246165</id><published>2006-11-27T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T08:15:42.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sry i didn't post for a long time coz i was busy, but i am taking leave this week so i will be quite free..wish i could go back to work..today have wedding.... and now my cousin is wearing contacts!!!he look so decent with his spects on but now he wear contacts look so evil like some gangster like that..lol..working in bible league is fun...its so cool i get to work with pastors and deliver stuff to pastors...i also helped to deliever SP'S too..hahahaha...ok i gtg now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-116458654251246165?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/116458654251246165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=116458654251246165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/116458654251246165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/116458654251246165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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open....hey guys from my cell!!!remember wat ND said......looking forward to another camp like this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30391078-116334524996503994?l=savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/feeds/116334524996503994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30391078&amp;postID=116334524996503994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/116334524996503994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30391078/posts/default/116334524996503994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savealastdanceforme.blogspot.com/2006/11/sec-1-camp-rox.html' title='sec 1 camp rox!'/><author><name>ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10016435145779966139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30391078.post-116282480201157668</id><published>2006-11-06T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T22:53:22.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>got a new shirt</title><content type='html'>sry this whole week haven't been blogging.....very lazy to blog....haha..anyway today went to marina square .....i bought a super nice quiksilver collar shirt...but its dam ex lor....its 84$ i still need the shorts....i need to be very formal for the wedding man...i went to suntec and raffles....all so long....my wasteline is 26...but then too long...maybe i can try going timberland or smth...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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type='text'>quite happy</title><content type='html'>since sat i stayed over with my cousin and parents at hotel intercontinental which is at bugis....then we went to eat at "BILLY BOMBERS"the food was good....but the hot chocolate i ordered was DISGUSTING!!!!then me and harold went walking around bugis and seiyu and discussed abt alot of stuff.....then we went back to the hotel and watche "HBO".When we woke up we set off for early breakfast cause me and harold wanted to go church then we ate like crazy cause the buffet was 75$!!!!and we didn't want to waste money after church i went to harold's house had lunch.....arh!!!!super full man!!!staying at home is boring man....which still got lessons...luckily me and harold are very close so we go out everyday..hahaha...tmw going out again....must try to stay out longer cause once i reach home.....my parents will go mad as usual....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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