<?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-955353417981528367</id><updated>2011-08-15T02:55:50.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torn but still alive.</title><subtitle type='html'>and hope does not disappoint us.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>130</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-5272110037150096197</id><published>2011-04-08T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T17:29:46.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School.</title><content type='html'>Since last week, I've been fetching my youngest sister back from school everyday.&lt;div&gt;It is always delightful to see how the young ones enjoy their school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, the joy of going to school, anticipating every tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess, the school itself plays an important role in this too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't help but to miss those moment back in primary and secondary school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is so different now, you can't spend time day by day, you have to make major decision unlike those times where our biggest worries perhaps is our examination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I have to move on, stop depending on the people around and move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things will change, circumstances will change, perhaps the people that you mix around with will change too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm on crossroads now. I have dreams, but there's always obligation and obstacles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you know God has plans for you, do you still make every effort to try the impossible?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you hate being somewhere so much, will God put you there, evenmore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will it be better to sacrifice my own dreams, to lessen the burden on someone else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many to ponder on. So much to think. So much of worries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much of fear.&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/955353417981528367-5272110037150096197?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/5272110037150096197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=5272110037150096197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5272110037150096197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5272110037150096197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2011/04/school.html' title='School.'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-3343786210024944758</id><published>2011-02-27T12:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T13:12:59.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever have some situation where you just can't get along with someone, even if he/she does nothing wrong to deserve that?&lt;div&gt;Or, at the sight of someone you get irritated? Frustrated?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have. Till a point I think that he/she deserve it. [ As if I think I'm right ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then as time passes and I enter into the same phase he/she is going through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I begin to understand the many little things and actions I used to judge and dislike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that irritates me, frustrates me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We really don't have the right to judge them if we are not in their position&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps the same applies to parents?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While in our teenage-rebellious period now we have all the reasons to complain about the nags and advises they gave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have their reason for doing so, it all meant well isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday I will enter adulthood too haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows I maybe the next target of being judged right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's not judge. But respect one another.&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/955353417981528367-3343786210024944758?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/3343786210024944758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=3343786210024944758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/3343786210024944758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/3343786210024944758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2011/02/ever-have-some-situation-where-you-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-2674349569204869953</id><published>2011-02-24T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T00:32:19.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Step.</title><content type='html'>Got my results two days ago. Praise the Lord for whatever He has given me, truly thank the Lord for His faithfulness all the way through Form 6!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, what's next?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Future doctor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, I'm really tired of the way people look at me and their expectations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't I have the freedom to choose something I want to study?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I obey authorities or my passion?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I follow the norm of everyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever it maybe, I know it is a tough journey ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now it is a different phase of life altogether.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We used to not to worry about our future because during primary, we eventually go into the secondary, and likewise for everything, till we reach the phase of life where applications and interviews and so on is all that matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I guess this is when adulthood starts? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stress right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray that the Lord will reveal His plans and ways every step of the way.&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/955353417981528367-2674349569204869953?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/2674349569204869953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=2674349569204869953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2674349569204869953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2674349569204869953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2011/02/next-step.html' title='Next Step.'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-9118715260842098740</id><published>2011-01-25T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T22:08:37.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between letting go and holding back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs244.snc6/179202_10150090570513137_746053136_6176258_7808993_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs244.snc6/179202_10150090570513137_746053136_6176258_7808993_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;I, I really feel terrible now.&lt;div&gt;When you allow things to grow with time, it becomes ain't easy to let go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for such a long time I've been naively thinking I can still have a close relationship with the Lord with all these&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I've been so selfish, fulfilling all my desires but forgot the One who can truly meet all my needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with this, I know I've to bear the consequences of my decision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What more, a broken friendship, which requires time to heal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, I think back, I felt for once, as if I'm the most sinful person of the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if all the while I've been a disappointment to all my friends without realizing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And worse of all I hurt many people with my actions..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's tough for me, it really is. I feel terrible when I made a mistake, what more those who affect the people around me. I feel condemned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all the while I've been giving myself excuses to hide and console myself from all the mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to walk out of that condemnation, to let go, and stop compromising to my own needs, is perhaps the greatest lesson the Lord wants me to learn this season..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not like hurting friends, but by making myself so-called-perfect in front of them, I've unknowingly hurt them and disappoint them. I've been making myself a fool. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the truth is, being ultimately honest with each other, is perhaps what true friends is about: not to condemn one another, but to help each other to grow. Not being perfect in each other's eyes, but to see the imperfections, and love each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where else can I turn? but to the love of God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-9118715260842098740?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/9118715260842098740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=9118715260842098740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/9118715260842098740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/9118715260842098740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2011/01/between-letting-go-and-holding-back.html' title='Between letting go and holding back.'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-2507059970376913622</id><published>2011-01-23T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T14:57:07.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well when you grew older, especially now that I'm not schooling anymore, You realized many things were not as expected. Especially on the things that in the past you assumed it's the right thing to do. Things change? Needs change from time to time too? And when all the so-called right things were done, the only thing you can do now is perhaps, admit that you're wrong, seek forgiveness, let go and stop condemning yourself? Well. It's perhaps one of God's test on me. And...I think I failed it seriously...when all I need now is the courage to let it go. Also, to bear the consequences. Things get tougher when you're older, consequences get worser too.               I've been working at my dad's clinic for quite sometime. The hectic life of it, morning till night, doing your job and caring for the patients, it's really not easy. And I realized for that moment, the reasons for many of his behaviour we once complained about, and everything was so clear. Very guilty about how we treated him in the past. I know he worked very hard for us, the fact that he has been supporting us for ten twenty years us not as easy as I think. This is a great experience, for giving me a glimpse of his life.. And of course understanding him in person even more.                                         Nothing comes easy, and I know whatever future it may be, It will not be as easy as the past. Same goes with letting go, forgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-2507059970376913622?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/2507059970376913622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=2507059970376913622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2507059970376913622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2507059970376913622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2011/01/well-when-you-grew-older-especially-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-348852575276200289</id><published>2010-11-17T15:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T16:17:39.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day I was Born.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/TOONEELRLFI/AAAAAAAAASg/wwsjVGks1HM/s1600/IMG_1545-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/TOONEELRLFI/AAAAAAAAASg/wwsjVGks1HM/s320/IMG_1545-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540427067575839826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;17 Nov 1991.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been 19 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now one more year, I'm entering into so-called-adulthood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fast huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time passes super fast, this may be the last time I'm celebrating as a student in Kluang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I thank God for these fruitful 19 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having also a bunch of great YFers to hang out with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Schoolmates whose laughter never fail the "real fun school life"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most of all, my dear ones in my family who always provide, always caring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forever understanding :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I guess, life still have to move on yea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Impossible to stay on the same page forever, memories are there to remember for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Greater things are yet to come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hold on that even if I'm leaving this wonderful place with wonderful people soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the Lord still bless each of that relationships&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In His Time, in His Plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Into the 19th year, Lord, be my guide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-348852575276200289?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/348852575276200289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=348852575276200289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/348852575276200289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/348852575276200289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-i-was-born.html' title='The Day I was Born.'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/TOONEELRLFI/AAAAAAAAASg/wwsjVGks1HM/s72-c/IMG_1545-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-3407928485420440513</id><published>2010-10-21T10:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T10:27:43.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not in school.</title><content type='html'>Alright, so I'm not in school today, where I'm supposed to be in the classroom now.hehe.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening to Brooke Fraser's Albertine. Reaally nice! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of a sudden, cant help but to envy those successful people, no matter in areas of music, life or just simply everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really hope to be like them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or, can't help but to "hope" to have a little of their talent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talents that bring you far and deep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People always say : " Everyone is different. Each has a talent within, you have a great potential, etc."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then. Should I even believe it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When talent is not found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or rather, one potential you have, that is really "unique"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God-given talents, when does it prevails?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will it be your life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it even worth to think about what to do, when you cannot really find a talent within?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-3407928485420440513?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/3407928485420440513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=3407928485420440513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/3407928485420440513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/3407928485420440513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-in-school.html' title='Not in school.'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-4307829880601476347</id><published>2010-10-14T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T00:35:30.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Usual is unique</title><content type='html'>It's been quite some time since I go supper with family&lt;div&gt;And, it's those time where I felt happy for a moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being able to gather together happily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even with the continuous routine of going to school, come back, do homework, etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For once, I felt it's those normal-normal moments which are unique in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life does not need to much self-initiated activities or over-participating of gatherings to make it radiant and look alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nature of life itself, God-given, is already special, unique, the routines stand out more colourfully than all other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let life goes on a slow pace, and you will realised there are far too many things we missed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In our pursue of success and excellence, and of status and popularity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite all these, what's important is rather the unseen, than the seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too often, we concentrate on all the things on the outside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But neglect those relationships that maintain the heartbeat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when all things failed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relationships, are the one who keep us going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let's keep it going, that it'll be able to keep us going.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-4307829880601476347?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/4307829880601476347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=4307829880601476347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/4307829880601476347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/4307829880601476347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/10/usual-is-unique.html' title='Usual is unique'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-290442305397368239</id><published>2010-10-07T15:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T15:34:21.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday afternoon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;7 oct 2010. 3.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Alright so exam finished around a week ago and I'm in the "relax-relax" mood..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yet I know the fact that the real thing is coming real soon in less than a month's time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Struggling between work and play, balancing between fun and studies and fellowship is no doubt one of the toughest thing to do.=S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Got back from school, youngest sister pulled over a superlong sad face, thought she was having so-called quarrel with her friends, little did I know she took out a trophy from the closet later, what a surprise from a 6-year-old..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We had photo-shooting session in school today where everyone is to be on the year-end book. This maybe the last photo shoot with our uniforms on together, or, our last photo with identity as students. It was fun, though the waiting time tired out almost half of them. Wont have such next time anymore, can't believe we gonna finish our form 6 in two months time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cousins in US and NZ kept asking me about my plans next year, also, asking me when I'm going over [ sounds more like a promotion of the country they staying in to me.==.haha!] Parents and family members also asked the same thing. So I thought about it and I can't really figure out. I don't want to be follower of other people's expectation for me, but I really want to do something I like to do. Problem is, even I myself have no idea what I like..==..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, cousin asks me to visit US during May June next year, sounds exciting, I wanna go but I don't think I should plan it now yet, what if something else pops out of nowhere by that time. But I really want to do so, I want to go around the world.=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay! I guess, it's not the right time to think about it, let God's plan flow above mine.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-290442305397368239?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/290442305397368239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=290442305397368239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/290442305397368239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/290442305397368239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/10/thursday-afternoon.html' title='Thursday afternoon.'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-6580376122024600807</id><published>2010-09-26T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T17:42:01.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flaws?</title><content type='html'>Honestly, I ALWAYS feel that I'm not good enough.&lt;div&gt;Not good enough for anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always think that : people will do a better job than I do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and even to a state I felt as if I'm really useless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The things that happen around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;makes me question my existence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I make mistakes, and fail....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and constant verbal rebuke makes self-condemnation even stronger, in me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I cant understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why people only see the weaknesses but not the good?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is really difficult to accept my flaws&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatmore, the responsibility given, where I could have done much better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish...I wish....what if....I could have....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too much of these, as if I can change the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Irreversible]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing could change what had happened and that's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really tough to accept the [me] in the history&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to accept&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christ lives in me and no longer me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Grace defines who we are, not the worldly labels.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-6580376122024600807?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/6580376122024600807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=6580376122024600807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/6580376122024600807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/6580376122024600807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/09/flaws.html' title='Flaws?'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-7845610222961403934</id><published>2010-09-09T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T01:16:50.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah.</title><content type='html'>Ah. I'm desperate for a heart of righteousness, of discernment.&lt;div&gt;And of any possible solution that will solve those uncertainty and questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who should I hear to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord I'm desperate for Your Voice, in midst of all the chaos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-7845610222961403934?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/7845610222961403934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=7845610222961403934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/7845610222961403934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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or like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are the wierdo who have a strong desire and passion towards something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever experience that kind of sadness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your hope and desire, your effort and all, hoping people would respond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;end up, well, not that really well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just very frustrated at one point&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I shouldn't be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I just can't stand it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know one who serve shall not hoping for repay in return&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really feel supported&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with every failure, smiled through hoping that the next will be better somehow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know that kind of feeling, when your mum keep calling you out for dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you just refused to respond to, likewise many times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How would you expect her to react?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe, people are different..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe, people are just different from each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter what the response may be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall not give up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shouldn't let that one-time-anger destroy that heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The seas of people are important&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep knocking on their door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I trust that one day they will see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-5955376712021862872?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/5955376712021862872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=5955376712021862872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5955376712021862872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5955376712021862872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/08/people.html' title='people'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-2830763901623934856</id><published>2010-07-22T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T22:35:43.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dependency</title><content type='html'>Without knowing the reason, I somehow felt that I've enter another phase of life.&lt;div&gt;Somewhere between no exact changes but it's different.haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it is REALLY four months to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things seem so different from the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything, including my perspective and my stand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and even in the happiest-weekly-gathering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once was a place where I felt family warmth as a young one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, everybody has to grow up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and everybody has to take over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learnt alot from being a "so-called-old-one"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once the familiar dependency on someone older as our support&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Become some fade-off memories in which we need to grow up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No doubt everyone needs support and dependence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But also, no doubt everyone cannot have some sort of that dependence, forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, there is no such thing as forever [other than God lah]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think "change is the only thing unchangeable" this statement is true lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We need to grow up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it is a rather sad thing for most of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coz we want to stay where we are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most comfortable spot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where we keep on receiving and receiving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being nurtured and nurtured&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But has no chance to give back and nurture the younger generation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, grow up!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't believe things will get any easier from now on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't believe we are able the experience that "baby-like-treatment" anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a process all have to go through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I learn to grow up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to learn how to shake off that comfortable ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-2830763901623934856?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/2830763901623934856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=2830763901623934856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2830763901623934856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2830763901623934856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/07/dependency.html' title='Dependency'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-4187371138722613204</id><published>2010-06-18T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T01:25:20.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, terimakasih ada keluarga=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/TBpWA1XU8pI/AAAAAAAAASI/0FMeGudAzaE/s1600/31535_402595780698_822715698_4218932_7236118_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/TBpWA1XU8pI/AAAAAAAAASI/0FMeGudAzaE/s320/31535_402595780698_822715698_4218932_7236118_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483790068601909906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thankful for a family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thankful for the close-ness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thankful for the great reunion and comeback&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after a period of "losing contact" during my early secondary year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is a unique fellowship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a beautiful wonderful trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;much inspired and realized&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what those living under protected roof would not experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a different side of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;another view between survivorship and satisfaction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Living in a foreign place is never easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;living as a more "individualistic" identity?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Undeniable, that those who experienced the real world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;see more, grow more, think more, more matured?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went through five days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and experienced their life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;malls[=)], food, tv..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One thing i realized is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they really emphasize on entertainment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;without shopping mall, people nothing to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm grateful for such experiences&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[God I want to dream again, take me where I've never been.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/955353417981528367-4187371138722613204?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/4187371138722613204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=4187371138722613204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/4187371138722613204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/4187371138722613204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/06/me-terimakasih-ada-keluarga.html' title='Me, terimakasih ada keluarga=)'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/TBpWA1XU8pI/AAAAAAAAASI/0FMeGudAzaE/s72-c/31535_402595780698_822715698_4218932_7236118_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-6932367445523409811</id><published>2010-06-05T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T01:19:32.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so what comes?</title><content type='html'>Exams finally over!&lt;div&gt;What a week, what a moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realized lots of imperfection within&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though knowing human can't be perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last minute work suddenly made me superfearful of what is to come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, I have no idea why I got myself into bio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe, following the flow of circumstances becomes my reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regrets comes and goes often-ly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially those times when I just can't force myself to love what I study&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What comes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking things too shallow-ly and not serious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking things for granted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His sufficient Grace becomes my excuse instead of my motivation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it is a whole new phase&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My perspective and thoughts have changed compared to like two years ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting to think 'seriously' about futures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even, struggling to make a difference&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in people's life at least before leaving hometown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past, these things do not seem so important with the thinking of 'i can do it next time'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these fears and futures become so overwhelming recently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't stop but to wonder where will I go from here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His Hope. not that revealing, not that obvious?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not want to miss the stop where His call matches His gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-6932367445523409811?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/6932367445523409811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=6932367445523409811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/6932367445523409811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/6932367445523409811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-what-comes.html' title='so what comes?'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-2877293267806403589</id><published>2010-06-02T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T00:20:57.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart attack.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mid-year exam? Better off for me to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Seriously, speechless.==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;[Stupid me.]&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/955353417981528367-2877293267806403589?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/2877293267806403589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=2877293267806403589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2877293267806403589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2877293267806403589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/06/heart-attack.html' title='heart attack.'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-51177619818955714</id><published>2010-05-20T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T21:35:57.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emergency</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There are many prodigal sons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On our city streets they run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Searching for shelter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There are homes broken down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;People’s hopes have fallen to the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From failures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is an emergency!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There are tears from the saints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the lost and unsaved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We’re crying for them come back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We’re crying for them come back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all your children will stretch out their hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And pick up the crippled man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Father, we will lead them home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Father, we will lead them home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There are schools full of hatred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even churches have forsaken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love and mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May we see this generation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In it’s state of desperation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For Your glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is an emergency!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;After for such long period of wandering without purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Lost, living without meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I finally realized the need to take some time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;refresh myself and relook into my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Decided to take two days break from that chaos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hoping I could really set my purpose the right way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;find back that thing that drives my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Accidentally came across this book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;God went back and got the shaking little girl that was hiding under the bed and convinced her to come out. He unclenched her little fists and took her hand and placed it in his and answered her question. He held her and told her it was OK for her not to be tough. He would protect her. She didn’t have to be strong. He told her she wasn’t a rock but a child. His child."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Broke down. Because I'm reminded no matter how old I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;no matter how superhero I act like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm always the little girl that needed a Father's love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Deep beyond that strongly firm appearance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I still need someOne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Far beyond what I thought as 'being strong"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Even, superheroes, need help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I was once afraid about maintaining that walk with the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Partly because, I know my relationship with earthly father will somehow affect that God-man relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and I know, for this current state, I need to have the right concept of Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It is difficult to picture Him through what was being said about Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;because in reality, I cannot really experienced it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;One year more and I'm out of this house in Kluang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Think back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;'I really need to choose to live my life purposefully.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Trying to set my heart right once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Trying to live a good testimony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Living life in vain would be meaningless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Trying to keep that piece of heart together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;to leave a legacy, live what is worth living for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;I need to have a purposeful purpose in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;This is an emergency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &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/955353417981528367-51177619818955714?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-2748178841136410969</id><published>2010-05-14T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T17:55:35.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally, it is over.&lt;br /&gt;It may look as if it is a very easy and small job to others&lt;br /&gt;but at least to me, i'm very much &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;stretched and tested&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Four days may seem short,&lt;br /&gt;but the things and experiences is that much.&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks before been start busying, and coping and coping.&lt;br /&gt;Saw how &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;realistic&lt;/span&gt; people can be.&lt;br /&gt;How people&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; react&lt;/span&gt; when they stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;How people&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; judge&lt;/span&gt; without being in one's shoes.&lt;br /&gt;How people &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;live&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for their own sake.&lt;br /&gt;How people have to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;move on&lt;/span&gt;, even at times where all the discouragements and criticisms come strike and smack right at your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt alot, most of all, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;experienced the real world&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Despite all these&lt;br /&gt;the tiredness, pekchekness, and discouragements&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;thank God&lt;/span&gt; for the supports and cares.&lt;br /&gt;For the least of people who understand us&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a little comfort, at least, knowing there are actually people who stand behind us.=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once junior now senior.&lt;br /&gt;Experienced what is it called to be "junior"&lt;br /&gt;And really do not wish we ourself&lt;br /&gt;to treat them like how we're treated.&lt;br /&gt;Keep on reminding myself&lt;br /&gt;for a heart of sincerity and heart of service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Trying hard to be of a good one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;yet defeated at the feet of those who misunderstood us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four days through&lt;br /&gt;I reflected back my time of orientation&lt;br /&gt;From the time where most of us have not know each other&lt;br /&gt;Amazed at how God brought us together&lt;br /&gt;Amazed at His work through people&lt;br /&gt;Amazed, totally amazed at how friends are now a part of our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Unspeakable gratitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half year more.&lt;br /&gt;Hope the changes to come are for the better.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that in the constant environment&lt;br /&gt;people's heart are still &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;transforming&lt;/span&gt; through our testimony.=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-2748178841136410969?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/2748178841136410969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=2748178841136410969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2748178841136410969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-5703976701413643397</id><published>2010-04-29T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T01:27:44.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://movingfilms.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/day-after-tomorrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 263px;" src="http://movingfilms.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/day-after-tomorrow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Turned on TV&lt;br /&gt;accidentally came across this, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Day After Tomorrow. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Where will you be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw how selfish can man be&lt;br /&gt;How people act and react in times of&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; desperation and survival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human, reflects who they really are, in such times eh?&lt;br /&gt;Between the needs of others, and survival, we rather choose the latter one?&lt;br /&gt;Many times, we &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;prioritise&lt;/span&gt; ourselves&lt;br /&gt;even in times where we think we place others above self, Him above self.&lt;br /&gt;For survival and acceptance, for security in this world&lt;br /&gt;We've often been so "ourselves" in every perspective of life.&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult indeed to love others&lt;br /&gt;It is &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;even more difficult&lt;/span&gt; to love people as ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times, where we wanted to be of help&lt;br /&gt;but we just can't seem to fit into the picture&lt;br /&gt;Times, where we just can't help but to move on.&lt;br /&gt;Times, where the trials have to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;broken-heartedly&lt;/span&gt; accepted, for the better&lt;br /&gt;Times, where we just have to be strong in trials, rather than awaiting for a miracle of a situation changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, God remaining silent doesn't mean He is absent.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, He just have to do this for a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;better cause&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank You, for everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For a fine white sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For a starry calm night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For merely making that effort to create me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grow, and care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love and provide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing could ever explain You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Thank You&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/955353417981528367-5703976701413643397?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/5703976701413643397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=5703976701413643397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5703976701413643397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5703976701413643397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/04/after-tomorrow.html' title='After tomorrow.'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-4123966123354538016</id><published>2010-04-22T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T18:08:50.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我是人。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;有时候&lt;br /&gt;连做自己都难&lt;br /&gt;凡是做什么&lt;br /&gt;都会有人说&lt;br /&gt;就算是做一样没有对错的事情&lt;br /&gt;都会被说&lt;br /&gt;那  聪明的世界&lt;br /&gt;告诉我 我要怎样做呢?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候&lt;br /&gt;自己背后的努力 背后的艰辛&lt;br /&gt;只有自己最清楚&lt;br /&gt;做了，不被珍惜也罢&lt;br /&gt;但还被说&lt;br /&gt;累了 不想去管人家怎样想了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候&lt;br /&gt;自己兴趣喜欢的事物&lt;br /&gt;被说不适合&lt;br /&gt;难道 我不配去拥有一样我的兴趣吗？&lt;br /&gt;我也是人啊&lt;br /&gt;只想拥有一样让自己轻松，自己喜欢做的东西&lt;br /&gt;累了&lt;br /&gt;真的是不想去管人家怎样想了&lt;br /&gt;可能 事实就如此&lt;br /&gt;不管你做什么都会影响到人家吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管了，做自己&lt;br /&gt;至少 对得起自己&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/955353417981528367-4123966123354538016?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/4123966123354538016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=4123966123354538016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/4123966123354538016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/4123966123354538016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_22.html' title='我是人。'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-9106361245176741711</id><published>2010-04-19T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:02:11.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>星星，灿烂。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;那晚&lt;br /&gt;望着夜空&lt;br /&gt;满天都是星星  好美妙&lt;br /&gt;好久没有真正去吹一吹夜晚的风了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望，等待&lt;br /&gt;不想因不对的理由情绪 而决定人生&lt;br /&gt;那份不安，愧疚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那晚星星充满着活力&lt;br /&gt;那不息灭的光亮&lt;br /&gt;那不放弃的精神&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;站在交叉路中&lt;br /&gt;不想失去&lt;br /&gt;怕失去了，会一辈子失去&lt;br /&gt;不放&lt;br /&gt;怕对在前头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;选择，还是让时间决定？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-9106361245176741711?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/9106361245176741711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=9106361245176741711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/9106361245176741711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/9106361245176741711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_19.html' title='星星，灿烂。'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-8031097973078818474</id><published>2010-04-14T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T21:58:51.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>或是必走之路，或是问题？</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;人面不知何处去，桃花依旧笑春风&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;友情的定义是什么？&lt;br /&gt;两年来，发现不少变化&lt;br /&gt;有喜有哀&lt;br /&gt;来到新环境&lt;br /&gt;与不同人人相处&lt;br /&gt;到底来说，一定会有改变吧？&lt;br /&gt;散了，回来时，发现，不能。&lt;br /&gt;真的是不一样了&lt;br /&gt;或许不是同样地面对同样的生活&lt;br /&gt;有点感叹&lt;br /&gt;更害怕&lt;br /&gt;以后当大家出去读书时&lt;br /&gt;是不是也会这样&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这，也不能怪谁吧&lt;br /&gt;或许这是大家都得面对的吧&lt;br /&gt;最多，尽力维持吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;该放下时，就也该放下了。&lt;br /&gt;不管人家以什么眼光看待你&lt;br /&gt;活出自己最重要&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;开心啊，不管怎样，都得向前走啊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-8031097973078818474?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/8031097973078818474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=8031097973078818474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/8031097973078818474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/8031097973078818474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='或是必走之路，或是问题？'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-6565971939658476421</id><published>2010-04-10T22:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T23:24:20.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between piano and bass.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S8CUsuUvScI/AAAAAAAAASA/fqvgbjctfE0/s1600/Recently+Updated1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S8CUsuUvScI/AAAAAAAAASA/fqvgbjctfE0/s320/Recently+Updated1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458526244443212226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn piano initially because I'm told to.&lt;br /&gt;I play piano now because it is something I can use to express myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn bass initially because I find it a very interesting and pretty cool instrument&lt;br /&gt;I play bass now because I love playing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you parents for allowing me to have my own instrument&lt;br /&gt;Thank you teacher-s, young or old, a sincere thank you for nurturing an extra&lt;br /&gt;so-called-talent&lt;br /&gt;and for adding colours into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy playing.&lt;br /&gt;and I enjoy those moments in a team and band&lt;br /&gt;and because of you guys&lt;br /&gt;I'm able to appreciate music even more&lt;br /&gt;To know that not everyone have this chance&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-6565971939658476421?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/6565971939658476421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=6565971939658476421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/6565971939658476421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/6565971939658476421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/04/between-piano-and-bass.html' title='Between piano and bass.'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S8CUsuUvScI/AAAAAAAAASA/fqvgbjctfE0/s72-c/Recently+Updated1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-689818311320529104</id><published>2010-04-08T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T21:56:05.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Holy Night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Are Christmas songs to be listened only when Christmas is approaching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I flip through my song list on my lappy&lt;br /&gt;and found Chris Tomlin's Christmas Song of Worship album=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the sudden thought&lt;br /&gt;do we "only" remember the birth of Jesus Christ every end of the year?&lt;br /&gt;or if we are only reminded about His glorious and noble Love for us on 25th Dec?&lt;br /&gt;or the same thing, why do we celebrate birthdays?&lt;br /&gt;If it is a day thanking the Lord for creating you, or a day thanking your mum and dad&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't it be done every single day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no Christmas without Christ&lt;br /&gt;no Good Friday without a good God&lt;br /&gt;no birthday without parents&lt;br /&gt;no Josie without Christmas =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O holy night, the stars are brightly shining&lt;br /&gt;It is the night of our dear Savior's birth&lt;br /&gt;Long lay the world in sin and error pining&lt;br /&gt;Til He appeared and the soul felt its worth&lt;br /&gt;A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices&lt;br /&gt;For yonder breaks, a new and glorious morn&lt;br /&gt;Fall on your knees, oh hear the angel voices&lt;br /&gt;O night divine&lt;br /&gt;O night when Christ was born&lt;br /&gt;O night, O holy night, O night divine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-689818311320529104?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/689818311320529104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=689818311320529104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/689818311320529104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/689818311320529104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-holy-night.html' title='Oh, Holy Night.'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-4066206317885318202</id><published>2010-04-05T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T20:56:24.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith changes it all.</title><content type='html'>Prayer seminar was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Initially, didn't really expect much.&lt;br /&gt;Thought it will be yet another event where we pray for long looong hours.&lt;br /&gt;But, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;No idea how to put it together&lt;br /&gt;Cause what is being given and taught to us&lt;br /&gt;is too great and too much to comprehend&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it spoke much about "prayer" actually&lt;br /&gt;more of your whole concept about [what you believe in]&lt;br /&gt;Totally blew off. Totally brought me to view everything in different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Prayer does not make faith works, but faith makes prayer work."&lt;br /&gt;This, I [whoa].&lt;br /&gt;To come to realize that if we keep praying for long hours, but you do not know why you're praying, you do not "really" know to whom you're praying to, meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;Pray, in faith, in which you believe in what you're praying for. Faith is the essence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is no powerful prayer, but only a powerful God."&lt;br /&gt;No such thing as measuring the effectiveness of a prayer through how loud you actually pray, or whether you pray in tongues, or about your "feelings".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're living in two world at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;And true enough, the unseen is always even more real than the seen.&lt;br /&gt;Anger, guiltyness, disappointments.&lt;br /&gt;Unseen always take hold of what the seen will be.&lt;br /&gt;It potrays on the seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to walk in faith, learning to live.=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-4066206317885318202?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/4066206317885318202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=4066206317885318202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/4066206317885318202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/4066206317885318202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/04/faith-changes-it-all.html' title='Faith changes it all.'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-7579814785525981462</id><published>2010-03-31T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:04:29.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alright, I'm wrong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is a very tough process to hear criticism and comments&lt;br /&gt;good or bad&lt;br /&gt;constructive or destructive&lt;br /&gt;It is even more difficult to swallow our pride and accept it&lt;br /&gt;And it is even difficult to admit that you've made mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;At times when you felt you've done the right thing&lt;br /&gt;but doesn't seem so in the eyes of others&lt;br /&gt;Melancholic perfectionist like me&lt;br /&gt;wanted to just give the best in everything that she do&lt;br /&gt;wanted to know that she really tried her best&lt;br /&gt;firstly have not allowed herself to accept the fact that&lt;br /&gt;"it is okay to make mistakes"&lt;br /&gt;so, it's rather tough to move on from that point&lt;br /&gt;someone who doesn't want to leave a bad impression of herself&lt;br /&gt;is someone in disguise eh?&lt;br /&gt;the human nature of refusing to accept&lt;br /&gt;especially when it comes to mistakes and stuffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough. but in the end of the day, still have to move on.&lt;br /&gt;Made mistakes, yes it has certain effects, but in the end of the day, it is whether you learn from it and prevent a bigger mistake from happening.&lt;br /&gt;It is all about learning, and admitting and say:"I'm wrong"&lt;br /&gt;is a big step I need to overcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-7579814785525981462?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-2533854423260911565</id><published>2010-03-23T16:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T17:15:10.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers shine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/49/152184251_61366605bd_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 232px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/49/152184251_61366605bd_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to see flowers blossom&lt;br /&gt;It is....as if you are witnessing season changed&lt;br /&gt;from summer to autumn=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I was driving and noticed the trees along the road&lt;br /&gt;it reminds me of how seasons change and the things of the world change&lt;br /&gt;so fast huh, its been three months since 2010&lt;br /&gt;and gah, i think i seriously need to be serious&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to tug myself in that comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;Been resting&lt;br /&gt;without putting effort, "nothing is impossible" sounds so wrong&lt;br /&gt;and without giving in your best, it is rather difficult to trust that everything will be alright&lt;br /&gt;and when you felt as if you're the only one not motivated&lt;br /&gt;you ask yourself if you are the problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one can do something, but refuse to do it, is it a waste of talent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;People come and go&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;familiar faces and atmosphere fading&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;young ones become the new face&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once passionate and hungry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once burning&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything changes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if ever that is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a good thing yet to come&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one body many parts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet still carry &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;greater responsibility&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a hope to resume past scenario would be tough&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or will there ever be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standing in between&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all the seen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unseened changes is dangerous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unawareness to aware&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheeps in lost&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;renew i need&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come fire, sweep through&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;once again&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/955353417981528367-2533854423260911565?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/2533854423260911565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=2533854423260911565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2533854423260911565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2533854423260911565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/03/flowers-shine.html' title='Flowers shine.'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-6876362849687819729</id><published>2010-03-19T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:53:51.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You made me different.</title><content type='html'>One year ago&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'd know you, you, you, you and you.&lt;br /&gt;One year ago at this moment&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for each of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;    for always speaking wisdom and open my eyes to another perspective of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;   for always being there in my ups and downs and for shared gether-ness in that battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;    for the cares and just being so honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;    for being there to support and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;    for being so understandable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And without you, you, you, you and you. I seriously don't think I will be able to make it to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the cares and shares, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;For all the fun and joy and laughter, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;For just being able to spend time together, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;For always brighten up my days, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could ever redeem all that precious time.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could ever express how thankful I am, knowing each of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me somehow different, being a part of my life.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-6876362849687819729?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/6876362849687819729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-6646574417408368993</id><published>2010-03-18T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T22:44:31.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Motions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This might hurt, it's not safe&lt;br /&gt;But I know I've gotta make a change&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if I break&lt;br /&gt;At least I'll be feeling something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause just okay is not enough&lt;br /&gt;Help me fight through the nothingless of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go through the motions&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go one more day&lt;br /&gt;Without Your all consuming passion inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna spend my whole life asking&lt;br /&gt;What if I had given everything&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going through the motions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Motions by Matthew West&lt;br /&gt;nice song=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-6646574417408368993?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/6646574417408368993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=6646574417408368993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/6646574417408368993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/6646574417408368993'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Josie started using &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Sony Ericsson Z610i&lt;/span&gt; @ &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;September 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, Josie uses her phone with much care&lt;br /&gt;putting a cover over it to protect that precious edition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;but then, Josie gradually discovers that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;the cover has just hide away the beauty of the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;it just destroys the purpose of having that front cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, Josie decided that she should take it off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;2008, 2009, 2010...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;and oh, how the colour came off with every single second of joy and hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;with the banging of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three years without any services&lt;br /&gt;three years down with so many ups downs with this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Josie is so tempted to change her phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;yet she is VERY glad at the same time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;by the condition of her phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;she feels she has really fully use it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;although she feels like changing for another one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but she is reluctant to to remove her ownership over that phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;so Josie decides that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;she should continue using it till the end of November this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Josie trusts her phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;that it can last till then=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-6927462755379946906?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/6927462755379946906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=6927462755379946906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-1937801179222608802</id><published>2010-03-08T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:14:06.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>还有七个月，不！还剩三个月！</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In a week's time&lt;br /&gt;I have five adults asking me: "Where are you going to study after this?"&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;"What are you going to study next time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind if one or two ask that&lt;br /&gt;but then, the frequent asking makes me think whether I have been not that 'serious'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decide, may be the most difficult thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Not only in studies, but also in many areas&lt;br /&gt;Decision to let go, decision to move on&lt;br /&gt;decision to not to give in to certain things, although your flesh tells you otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;There is no right or wrong decisions&lt;br /&gt;Undecisive, because our mind tells us both decisions have their own benefits&lt;br /&gt;Just like you can't see the end of a long loooonnng road&lt;br /&gt;We cannot really make a decision based on the "prediction" or the results of a certain decision&lt;br /&gt;Plus, we allow ourselves to have so many choices&lt;br /&gt;and we include the probability that:hey, maybe this works, maybe that will work out as well?&lt;br /&gt;Plus, we fear we will regret our decisions&lt;br /&gt;plus so many things else&lt;br /&gt;makes the decision a tough one to make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made decisions ten months ago&lt;br /&gt;Been through up and downs&lt;br /&gt;despite the responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;commitments&lt;br /&gt;sacrifices plus everything else&lt;br /&gt;maybe taking up a new or additional responsibilities sound so "lebih" nowadays&lt;br /&gt;but if you ask me now&lt;br /&gt;I cannot really tell you whether i made the right decision&lt;br /&gt;you made a decision&lt;br /&gt;bad or good, if there is such measure&lt;br /&gt;I believe, we will somehow grow through those pains and trials&lt;br /&gt;in every decision ba&lt;br /&gt;fall, then climb up again lo&lt;br /&gt;It is only through these things that we grow and learn even more, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-1937801179222608802?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/1937801179222608802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=1937801179222608802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/1937801179222608802'/><link rel='self' 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没想那么多&lt;br /&gt;相处久了 果然不一样吧&lt;br /&gt;人 都是这样的吧&lt;br /&gt;希望自己看不到听不到界线的警钟&lt;br /&gt;因沉醉&lt;br /&gt;理智时 发现&lt;br /&gt;不知所措&lt;br /&gt;心知不是时候&lt;br /&gt;但 心里的渴声总埋没了规矩责任的存在&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实&lt;br /&gt;这两年&lt;br /&gt;我们并没那么在挣扎于学业&lt;br /&gt;反而是&lt;br /&gt;人生最基本的感情&lt;br /&gt;让我们不知所措&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-911371741491149481?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/911371741491149481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=911371741491149481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday he gathered us altogether.&lt;br /&gt;Talked about some serious stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Something that may change all our life forever.&lt;br /&gt;Talked about future-what-to-be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"very heartbroken, when I heard you want to be xxxx."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"immaturity thinking of yours."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"all I require is just you, you, you to behave well."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torn between anger and giving in.&lt;br /&gt;Always, end up, unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future depends on your kelian-ness towards a certain subject&lt;br /&gt;or, go ahead with what you really like to do?&lt;br /&gt;Does all people in the world have to be professionals?&lt;br /&gt;Are professionals the only ones who are recognised as "normal human being"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实&lt;br /&gt;心里小生气&lt;br /&gt;为何一个人的未来要由你操控&lt;br /&gt;又&lt;br /&gt;小伤心&lt;br /&gt;我 需要&lt;br /&gt;因为 你&lt;br /&gt;而改变人生目标吗？&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/955353417981528367-7230017159232462662?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/7230017159232462662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=7230017159232462662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;有时候，是真是假&lt;br /&gt;真的很不容易分辨&lt;br /&gt;不知应相信哪一个&lt;br /&gt;或甚至&lt;br /&gt;应不应该相信&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的假不了？&lt;br /&gt;假的，真不了？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-334916640548194851?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/334916640548194851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=334916640548194851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/334916640548194851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:100%;"&gt;can't wait for the holidays to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-638560265567230676?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/638560265567230676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=638560265567230676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/638560265567230676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/638560265567230676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/02/world-seems-beautiful-because-of-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-4074163090156261234</id><published>2010-02-09T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:30:07.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S3FVBaXFOFI/AAAAAAAAARw/dkX8_PoXKhk/s1600-h/DSCF0010+%282%29-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S3FVBaXFOFI/AAAAAAAAARw/dkX8_PoXKhk/s320/DSCF0010+%282%29-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436219707957262418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;很难振作，也很难气馁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知如何拥有那种不被打败的胆量&lt;br /&gt;毕竟，人，都会在意啊.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-4074163090156261234?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/4074163090156261234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=4074163090156261234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-7749900332315875157</id><published>2010-02-05T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T23:30:14.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sukan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm happy=D&lt;br /&gt;maybe to others, qualifying for 100m and 200m is just a small matter&lt;br /&gt;but, saya betul-betul gembira=)&lt;br /&gt;yes lah i'm a typical fellow who's not good in sports&lt;br /&gt;so, the fact that me joining acara akhir&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;but just merely grateful&lt;br /&gt;Grateful, yeap=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I 0% possibility for it&lt;br /&gt;even when it seems nothing to others&lt;br /&gt;people look to those tho wins&lt;br /&gt;but God looks to our efforts in it=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-7749900332315875157?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/7749900332315875157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=7749900332315875157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/7749900332315875157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/7749900332315875157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/02/sukan.html' title='sukan!'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-4593277806923181109</id><published>2010-01-30T03:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T03:25:22.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>心里，彻底心酸</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Perhaps, the greatest hurt you ever experienced is from someone closest to you&lt;br /&gt;bonded by blood and flesh&lt;br /&gt;心酸&lt;br /&gt;a scene that you only see in drama&lt;br /&gt;comes alive&lt;br /&gt;tears fall&lt;br /&gt;angry yet pity&lt;br /&gt;unfair yet loving&lt;br /&gt;moments where it's gonna break&lt;br /&gt;hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;when both party shed tears&lt;br /&gt;when i realized i've been not a good one&lt;br /&gt;not at all obedient&lt;br /&gt;all ever known is to defend my right&lt;br /&gt;trying to protect&lt;br /&gt;but ends up even worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I to do?&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;I, barely, have the strength to face them&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, next day, and next day.&lt;br /&gt;Where are YOU in our midst?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudden urge to run out, as far as I can.&lt;br /&gt;fear.&lt;br /&gt;what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;Bandaged with so much hurts within&lt;br /&gt;As the first, heavy burden.&lt;br /&gt;much more than just "heavy" can described.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;I really felt that piece of heart&lt;br /&gt;Broken&lt;br /&gt;Because I've seen what the worst can it be&lt;br /&gt;and the worst is yet to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-4593277806923181109?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-3475323953563765233</id><published>2010-01-28T16:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T16:52:41.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="monospace"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;abandoned?&lt;br /&gt;Try being abandoned by people whom you care for.&lt;br /&gt;routines and routines.&lt;br /&gt;All ever trying is to be somebody.&lt;br /&gt;You can be lonely even if you have a bunch in your circle.&lt;br /&gt;ever fear?&lt;br /&gt;Hard to continue be like one&lt;br /&gt;when what you see now is not what you expect&lt;br /&gt;when not treated likewise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is this hope I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's helping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is this peace beyond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You fix the broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's healing in Your wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is this whisper small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm hearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So far above it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's speaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're still the sovereign Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's healing in Your wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heart is a living heart.held back,hoping, in vain? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&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/955353417981528367-3475323953563765233?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/3475323953563765233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=3475323953563765233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/3475323953563765233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/3475323953563765233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-now.html' title='what now.'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-2247029948518014019</id><published>2010-01-26T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T22:33:26.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;looked through the facebook comments&lt;br /&gt;all the "i really miss you" does indeed reflect one's impact in another's life.&lt;br /&gt;Fear of whether I've been a friend to people around.&lt;br /&gt;If ever I'll still be their"friend" next time&lt;br /&gt;or just merely some friend whom they need to satisfy their need in this certain of time.&lt;br /&gt;If ever I worth as "friend" in their eyes?&lt;br /&gt;If ever I'd tried my best to be one&lt;br /&gt;If ever I matter to them.&lt;br /&gt;Friends yes a lot. But those who really are?&lt;br /&gt;Can't really predict or judge whether you have been one eh?&lt;br /&gt;who knows, that in the end&lt;br /&gt;you may be just some tissue papers used by those who are in need.&lt;br /&gt;behind the scene never seen.&lt;br /&gt;taught, not to hope for a repay or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;fear eh?&lt;br /&gt;when all you try is to be a friend to all the people around&lt;br /&gt;and when nobody remembers you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tough not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-2247029948518014019?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/2247029948518014019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=2247029948518014019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2247029948518014019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2247029948518014019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/01/worth.html' title='worth.'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-7206128878608542619</id><published>2010-01-24T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:42:15.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think I lost the desire to be disciplined=X&lt;br /&gt;no, not being baik-baik student&lt;br /&gt;but not disciplined enough to handle life&lt;br /&gt;SIGH&lt;br /&gt;bedroom is a mess&lt;br /&gt;studyroom is full with unfinished task&lt;br /&gt;car is freaking dirty&lt;br /&gt;3rd floor, 2nd floor, 3rd, 2nd&lt;br /&gt;and meals only down to 1st.&lt;br /&gt;macam hotel??=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;desperately need some lesson to learn&lt;br /&gt;routine by routine, overshadow the real purpose&lt;br /&gt;mess mess: sedikit sedikit lama jadi bukit.&lt;br /&gt;broke, not exactly. but really broke $$.&lt;br /&gt;tak ada duit memang susah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a january going to be over&lt;br /&gt;with significant declining self-discipline.==&lt;br /&gt;too busy, too tired or just merely lazy?=X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-7206128878608542619?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/7206128878608542619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=7206128878608542619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/7206128878608542619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/7206128878608542619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/01/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-8676733991210149304</id><published>2010-01-20T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T17:29:26.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>天空一定是蓝色的？</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.desktopscenes.com/Scenes%20from%20Big%20Sky%20Country%20%282003%29/Burning%20Sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 196px;" src="http://www.desktopscenes.com/Scenes%20from%20Big%20Sky%20Country%20%282003%29/Burning%20Sky.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;老师给了填色作业，图画是一家人在聚餐。女孩最喜欢填色了。就算彩笔盒很小，颜色的选择不多，她也可以轻轻涂上一层青色，再把蓝色彩上，便是深绿色了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这一天，女孩眼看就要完成一幅家庭聚餐图了，只剩下一家人的鞋子未上色。女孩突发奇想，给每一只鞋子都各上一个颜色，结果每个人的鞋都一蓝一红，一黄一绿，女孩彩完了，拿着图画左看右看兴奋极了，怎么看都觉得这一家人连踏在地上的脚步都是那么缤纷愉悦的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女孩趁其他同学还在埋头苦干，满心期待地把图画交到老师手上。老师一看，不过五秒，就把女孩的作业簿丢到了地上。作业簿的飞跃，把女孩跳动的心也带走了。老师严厉地说: “鞋子是一双的，没有人这样一个鞋子彩一个颜色的！重新彩过！” 从那以后，女孩一直带着永远无法解答的“为什么”去看世界许多“规定下来”的条规，她的世界对于创意，一路无知。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一大片的天空何须色彩斑斓？因为那是上天赐给孩子描绘的想象啊！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-8676733991210149304?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/8676733991210149304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-5363504829871687866</id><published>2010-01-18T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:37:14.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;心知&lt;br /&gt;既然已选择接受&lt;br /&gt;只好尽力去做&lt;br /&gt;默默地&lt;br /&gt;应该很快过吧&lt;br /&gt;不知如何是好&lt;br /&gt;利用我？&lt;br /&gt;看中我弱点？&lt;br /&gt;不公平？&lt;br /&gt;好欺负？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到头来&lt;br /&gt;都是自己的选择&lt;br /&gt;自己得庆幸了吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;学习接受&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-5363504829871687866?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-8179759252505940483</id><published>2010-01-14T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:57:15.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>力不足</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;心有余而力不足&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently there's a lot of shocking news.&lt;br /&gt;look into the newspapers..&lt;br /&gt;well, I didn't really have that kind of "very urgent" feeling for all these.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i became cold-blooded=X&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, I didn't really have that sense of urgency.&lt;br /&gt;Felt hurt and sad.心酸.but not "sour" enough to make me feel it was very very serious.&lt;br /&gt;if I had already numbed?&lt;br /&gt;if I had lost?&lt;br /&gt;Not bringing myself to the thought that it will become worse.&lt;br /&gt;[think positive?]&lt;br /&gt;Because of a mindset that He will provide and its in His plan.&lt;br /&gt;thinking positive in this way, not worrying, is it bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caring because the whole world do so&lt;br /&gt;Doing to feel good and to please one self&lt;br /&gt;Fake feeling?&lt;br /&gt;a genuine passion and burden, isn't it better than a fake masked feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心有余而力不足&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-8179759252505940483?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/8179759252505940483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=8179759252505940483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/8179759252505940483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/8179759252505940483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_14.html' title='力不足'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-8457602599165867109</id><published>2010-01-08T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T23:27:49.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stay save or stay strong?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There comes this.&lt;br /&gt;and, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;denying because of safety?&lt;br /&gt;asked to, discouraged.&lt;br /&gt;thought that it supposed to be somewhere to lean on.&lt;br /&gt;why fear if you are who you are?&lt;br /&gt;felt little hit.&lt;br /&gt;看见的，表面上，根本不能显示出内心。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-8457602599165867109?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/8457602599165867109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=8457602599165867109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/8457602599165867109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/8457602599165867109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/01/stay-save-or-stay-strong.html' title='stay save or stay strong?'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-3866147935107065305</id><published>2010-01-07T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T16:36:00.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh well.</title><content type='html'>Little affected by some changes made.&lt;br /&gt;First week of school itself.==&lt;br /&gt;many works to come&lt;br /&gt;day by day&lt;br /&gt;lectures, homeworks, friends&lt;br /&gt;need to reflect&lt;br /&gt;me, carrying what purpose in things to do&lt;br /&gt;time to get serious.==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I love scrap booking!=D&lt;br /&gt;Love doing it hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-3866147935107065305?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/3866147935107065305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=3866147935107065305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/3866147935107065305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/3866147935107065305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-well.html' title='oh well.'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-5967585440748818264</id><published>2010-01-06T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:39:31.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good generation, bad generation?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0R2VxfYbwI/AAAAAAAAARE/EglfWjFLHGk/s1600-h/2206204553_3cb4224c84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0R2VxfYbwI/AAAAAAAAARE/EglfWjFLHGk/s320/2206204553_3cb4224c84.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423589967695212290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is there such thing as good or bad generation?&lt;br /&gt;How do we see one generation, can we judge one generation whether they are good or bad?&lt;br /&gt;Different people, different experience ba.&lt;br /&gt;Different character, different way of handling matter&lt;br /&gt;if we see another generation doing something, and we think it should be done another way&lt;br /&gt;are we to say?&lt;br /&gt;if our generation is viewed as a more "different"one, how are we to feel?&lt;br /&gt;each one of us, are we responsible for the name carried by generation?&lt;br /&gt;are we to blame?&lt;br /&gt;what defines good?and what defines bad?&lt;br /&gt;some thoughts today.&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/955353417981528367-5967585440748818264?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/5967585440748818264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=5967585440748818264' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5967585440748818264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-2820432229152023943</id><published>2010-01-04T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T15:26:41.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;其实&lt;br /&gt;有点小失望&lt;br /&gt;我们好像是实验品&lt;br /&gt;我们也需要好老师啊&lt;br /&gt;为何？。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-2820432229152023943?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/2820432229152023943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=2820432229152023943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2820432229152023943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2820432229152023943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-7262280346954585383</id><published>2009-12-29T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:59:11.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i__2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ESPlosion09&lt;/span&gt;.Well, it was a very different experience this year. With many said of "bored" or "another routine".Didn't felt that excitement before it starts.Partly because I was too occupied with the jobs and works I have to handle.Preparing for the worship sessions, lost of appetite, not enough sleep, and t&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SzoXGflJlgI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Ino7hA_qJW8/s1600-h/ESPlosion-202009-20445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SzoXGflJlgI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Ino7hA_qJW8/s320/ESPlosion-202009-20445.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420670501817783810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he "bringing biscuits to practices"...Thank God for somehow making the whole thing works, not only that but bringing us closer together.=)&lt;br /&gt;Tests and trials that happened, made us stronger. Worries and stresses, thought back, actually things are not that huge, viewed tiny little things in life as very huge obstacles.learn to 看开一点.&lt;br /&gt;我是人，大家都是人，怕什么?&lt;br /&gt;for the six of us. 真心感激.went knowing what we should do.spent quality time together, knowing each other, listen to each other.saw them, treating their life seriously.saw their sincere heart, taking out the trash.amazed at how He brought them, amazed at how sincere and open they are, amazed by their boldness and courage to face themselves.Thank God for the works He planted four months ago.感动，说不出的那份感激. Planted seeds will grow in His embrace. Being faithful in little things, you never know what it will bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;UniformForKids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SzodsnzuJsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/VFJzzwhWhbY/s1600-h/15737_207509089486_728764486_2765202_342000_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SzodsnzuJsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/VFJzzwhWhbY/s320/15737_207509089486_728764486_2765202_342000_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420677753931179714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;to see forty plus plus young people coming together to serve the community, amazed.Passion in doing things, not because wanting publicity, or good impression, but rather just a simple simple heart that says:I want to help. What a great day, what an exhausting day, what a fun time together with the kids, knowing that we can make a difference in their life. through joy of playing with them, or love them through giving. We can.做的事情，可能不能看到效果，但，就算是小小的欢乐，他们的笑容，就够了，不是吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Carolling.&lt;/span&gt;maybe things don't sound right, or look the way they should. or maybe their not perfectly in tune. what we should remember, in all the push and shove, is christmas is a time to love.这句，足以容纳我的感想. actually, at the end of the day, what matters most is the time we spent together, doing things together, going through the same thing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Christmas Celebration@Tasik.&lt;/span&gt; with all the practices and preparations for this, then 'pop', it finally came. Had a very very fun time playing together as a team. and so it en&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SzogAug-d_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/5f2Jk7V918g/s1600-h/DSC09151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SzogAug-d_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/5f2Jk7V918g/s320/DSC09151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420680298352244722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ded,'pop', so fast. Alas, all the things we worked hard and put our effort into, just, gone like that..Yes I enjoyed those moments, but, gone too soon? "O holy night, the stars are shining..Christmas is a time to love.." suddenly, at the thought of:wow, it is finished. all I have been worrying about and all I stressed about, it is all finished. all the efforts and works, it is finished. Felt little heavy. Cannot believe what I have been putting my heart on, just gone like that. 依依不舍，沉重的心，又想起两人孤独过圣诞，没能和家人庆祝。一切过了，又回到校园生活。做不完的功课及将要面对的，突然好像停留在十二月，过着每天和一般人们一起面对困难的日子，总好过将要面对的，想到这儿，忍不住那份害怕，就流下了圣诞节的第一滴眼泪。旁人看了可能觉得很可笑，但，他们永远都不能了解那种依恋过去的感觉。依依不舍，一阵子，真希望时间就停留这个月。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;reminded, still, You're stronger. Thank you Lord for this year.&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/955353417981528367-7262280346954585383?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/7262280346954585383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=7262280346954585383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/7262280346954585383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/7262280346954585383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/12/i2009.html' title='i__2009.'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SzoXGflJlgI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Ino7hA_qJW8/s72-c/ESPlosion-202009-20445.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-4442973695085946298</id><published>2009-12-28T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T11:48:24.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Are You Now</title><content type='html'>Where are you now that I’m crying again?&lt;br /&gt;Where are you now that I’m hurting?&lt;br /&gt;Where are you now that I need you, my friend?&lt;br /&gt;Where are you now that I’m searching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do You seem to be so far away?&lt;br /&gt;Why is it always so quiet?&lt;br /&gt;Why does it seem that You’re distant today?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I trying to Hide it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Broken,&lt;br /&gt;Worn out barren&lt;br /&gt;You are sovereign, but i don't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will it all be the way that You dream?&lt;br /&gt;How should I feel in the meantime?&lt;br /&gt;When will our faith be a burden no more?&lt;br /&gt;When will I not have to hope anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Long, waiting, Hope seems fading&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, answer, i don't understand&lt;br /&gt;You say You’ll come down and bind up our wounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say You bottle our tears&lt;br /&gt;You say You mend our broken hearts too&lt;br /&gt;You say your love can eradicate fears&lt;br /&gt;I've heard all the answers and hollow advice&lt;br /&gt;I know what they’re all going to say&lt;br /&gt;I’m tired of cliché’s and I’m tired of the lies, I need to feel you today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-4442973695085946298?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/4442973695085946298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=4442973695085946298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/4442973695085946298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/4442973695085946298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-are-you-now.html' title='Where Are You Now'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-3944081298470394188</id><published>2009-12-28T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:46:29.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;复杂的心情&lt;br /&gt;参在一起&lt;br /&gt;依依不舍&lt;br /&gt;沉重&lt;br /&gt;搞好一个叫友情的东西&lt;br /&gt;真不容易&lt;br /&gt;它的水平线&lt;br /&gt;何在？&lt;br /&gt;友情永固？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;新的一年&lt;br /&gt;东西做不完&lt;br /&gt;面对的事物&lt;br /&gt;自然不是像从前那般容易&lt;br /&gt;心里的呐喊&lt;br /&gt;需要的，及责任之间的平衡&lt;br /&gt;需要牺牲的&lt;br /&gt;放下的&lt;br /&gt;新的一年&lt;br /&gt;让它成为另一个新的路程的开始&lt;br /&gt;人生，都在学习&lt;br /&gt;虽然将要面对的&lt;br /&gt;可能会更辛苦&lt;br /&gt;心里明白&lt;br /&gt;不管怎样&lt;br /&gt;我还是能活下去&lt;br /&gt;死不了&lt;br /&gt;林凯欣，死不了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-3944081298470394188?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/3944081298470394188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=3944081298470394188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/3944081298470394188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-6257395804921406466?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/6257395804921406466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=6257395804921406466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/6257395804921406466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/6257395804921406466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/12/uhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-9159875040298825021</id><published>2009-12-01T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:30:30.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is no one else for me, none but Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1st December. December, can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;making myself thinking positively&lt;br /&gt;trying to get over the I-CANT-DO-IT thingy in my head&lt;br /&gt;something like when a patient suffering from heart attack&lt;br /&gt;fear came once in a while&lt;br /&gt;and in times, very serious&lt;br /&gt;do really hope that everything goes well&lt;br /&gt;can't completely contain it wholly&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;guess this is when I learn, and live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Few will have the greatness to bend history itself; but each of us can work to change a small portion of events, and in the total of all those acts will be written the history of this generation. - Robert F. Kennedy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All my delight in in You Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-9159875040298825021?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/9159875040298825021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=9159875040298825021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/9159875040298825021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/9159875040298825021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;我并不是因为那些旁观者而活&lt;br /&gt;不能因害怕而不去做&lt;br /&gt;不能因害怕他们的反应&lt;br /&gt;而影响心情&lt;br /&gt;不能因害怕而失去自己胜任这职位的目的&lt;br /&gt;但 几百次的告诉自己&lt;br /&gt;几百次，虽然做好任务&lt;br /&gt;却失去其中的乐趣&lt;br /&gt;眼里只顾尽快完成任务&lt;br /&gt;却失去其中的意义&lt;br /&gt;觉得，真的好孤单&lt;br /&gt;好，孤单&lt;br /&gt;需要支撑，最后却是只有自己最担心&lt;br /&gt;不能要求帮忙吗&lt;br /&gt;自己，恐怕都难保&lt;br /&gt;忍住，相信自己，一定可以的&lt;br /&gt;虽然很难相信&lt;br /&gt;但还是坚信可以&lt;br /&gt;我可以吗？&lt;br /&gt;彩虹，依旧是雨过天晴才能看见&lt;br /&gt;要看见彩虹，得穿梭大风大雨&lt;br /&gt;美丽的夜晚&lt;br /&gt;暂忘一切&lt;br /&gt;满怀希望告诉自己&lt;br /&gt;彩虹在等着&lt;br /&gt;而他，在守护着。&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/955353417981528367-2451400487301973789?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/2451400487301973789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-6511976923023499434</id><published>2009-11-18T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T00:37:16.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;休息 是为了能走更长远的路&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is why, man need rests.&lt;br /&gt;rest more so that you can do more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"can do this or not?"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "can can la sure"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"er, can help do that?" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"urm, can la can la"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"must do this.." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" oh ok"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"today free nt?can do this?" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"urm, i think so(la)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"this one le?very fast de la" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"OH"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God doesn't look at HOW MUCH you do, but the effort and sincerity you put in.&lt;br /&gt;so while this sleepy head is typing in front of the computer, she is trying to tell herself&lt;br /&gt;please, say no when needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"all the guiltyness in rejecting, shoo!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-6511976923023499434?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/6511976923023499434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-1196500678545521248</id><published>2009-11-16T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:26:41.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;感伤的一天&lt;br /&gt;我，变了？&lt;br /&gt;原本该开心的一天&lt;br /&gt;学习，就是那么痛苦吗？&lt;br /&gt;我，活得太舒服了吧。。&lt;br /&gt;得到想要的东西&lt;br /&gt;越是变得更自私&lt;br /&gt;是否&lt;br /&gt;失去了目标？&lt;br /&gt;为了满足其他人的期望&lt;br /&gt;不敢说不&lt;br /&gt;心里真自责&lt;br /&gt;为何自己那么不争气&lt;br /&gt;一丝丝的愧疚&lt;br /&gt;为何不能像以前那样成长？&lt;br /&gt;似 今年&lt;br /&gt;停滞在原地&lt;br /&gt;繁忙 夺走了视线&lt;br /&gt;我 麻木了&lt;br /&gt;原本应继续燃烧&lt;br /&gt;欺骗自己‘没事’&lt;br /&gt;其实 不知不觉中&lt;br /&gt;离开了应走的那条路&lt;br /&gt;雨天&lt;br /&gt;清洗了我&lt;br /&gt;让我看清我自己&lt;br /&gt;忍痛得对自己说&lt;br /&gt;我 并没达到那地步&lt;br /&gt;忍住痛&lt;br /&gt;坦白地说&lt;br /&gt;我 做错了&lt;br /&gt;可能 今天&lt;br /&gt;就是那么地特别&lt;br /&gt;礼物是发觉自己的不足&lt;br /&gt;忍心吞下自尊&lt;br /&gt;不完美的礼物&lt;br /&gt;可能 会是让我成为&lt;br /&gt;更好的人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"much is given, therefore much is expected."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-1196500678545521248?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/1196500678545521248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=1196500678545521248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/1196500678545521248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/Sv7ZEgM9xuI/AAAAAAAAAQE/O1eP45hu06w/s1600-h/DSC02603-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/Sv7ZEgM9xuI/AAAAAAAAAQE/O1eP45hu06w/s320/DSC02603-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403995274278192866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes, it is great to have own little space&lt;br /&gt;to ponder upon things&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the little things that we did not realise&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish&lt;br /&gt;i can have a place where i can&lt;br /&gt;shout it out loud&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/955353417981528367-1461457725121719544?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/Sv7ZEgM9xuI/AAAAAAAAAQE/O1eP45hu06w/s72-c/DSC02603-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-617119120973036229</id><published>2009-11-02T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:15:12.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another phase!</title><content type='html'>exam=worries over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought exam will be the last few things to worry about&lt;br /&gt;but sigh, it just doesn't eh?&lt;br /&gt;thought i can have a great great rest, but things seems to multiply&lt;br /&gt;i really long for that day, that week&lt;br /&gt;where i can put all worries off&lt;br /&gt;where i am not bothered about anything&lt;br /&gt;where i can just rest&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Life's like that i guess?&lt;br /&gt;things don't stop coming&lt;br /&gt;and me=ppl who stress for every single details=(&lt;br /&gt;cant be worrying for the rest of life eh?&lt;br /&gt;view and handle calmly, joyfully?&lt;br /&gt;fear about what to comes&lt;br /&gt;really=X.been out busying for half a year.&lt;br /&gt;lost the touch of"lalalalala" life&lt;br /&gt;lost the moment where i just can have a single second of"what should i do now"&lt;br /&gt;lost the moment where i can close my eyes and, rest=(&lt;br /&gt;i really am desperate for rest, such "peaceful rest"&lt;br /&gt;yet a feeling that i wont&lt;br /&gt;a feeling of "helpless-ness" and of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/Su7apTFv_pI/AAAAAAAAAP8/UuhAicMv7E0/s1600-h/507-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/Su7apTFv_pI/AAAAAAAAAP8/UuhAicMv7E0/s320/507-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399493406297685650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes, being a child of God, we forgot how to behave like one. Blinded by the things of the world, we forgot to trust in Him like a little girl do, speak to Him like a child and enjoy His presence like how little ones enjoy their childhood. in Him, can we find our innocence back?&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/955353417981528367-617119120973036229?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/617119120973036229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=617119120973036229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/617119120973036229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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King, You are, indeed.</title><content type='html'>And now the weak say &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the spirit of power that raised Christ from the dead&lt;br /&gt;And now the poor stand and confess&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; my portion is Him and I'm more than blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let now our hearts burn with a flame&lt;br /&gt;A fire consuming all for your Son's holy name&lt;br /&gt;And with the heavens we declare&lt;br /&gt;You are our king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Lord, we worship you&lt;br /&gt;You are our God, you alone are good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You asked your Son to carry this&lt;br /&gt;The heavy cross our weight of sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lord, I worship you&lt;br /&gt;Hope which was lost, now &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stands renewed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give my life to honor this&lt;br /&gt;The love of Christ, the savior king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let now your church &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shine as the bride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you soar in your heart as you offered up your life&lt;br /&gt;Let now &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the lost be welcomed home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the saved and redeemed those adopted as your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give my life to honor this&lt;br /&gt;The love of Christ, the savior king&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-9217632439428633418?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/9217632439428633418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=9217632439428633418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when we listen to songs&lt;br /&gt;what affects our choice?&lt;br /&gt;when we're sad or hurt, we listen to songs that are comforting and slower, does it adds to our hurts and make us more emotional than us being usual?&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;=D&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/955353417981528367-8528539489849097295?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/8528539489849097295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=8528539489849097295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/8528539489849097295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/8528539489849097295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-we-listen-to-songs-what-affects.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-2119758767513308855</id><published>2009-10-14T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T23:20:01.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/StXsFZf-IEI/AAAAAAAAAP0/hLYfruq0Mvo/s1600-h/231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/StXsFZf-IEI/AAAAAAAAAP0/hLYfruq0Mvo/s320/231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392475706334519362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One and half more weeks : dinner&lt;br /&gt;two more weeks : exam&lt;br /&gt;and two more weeks : holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fast huh? can't believe i actually spent half year in Form 6 already&lt;br /&gt;how i wish for november to come!!&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's true that&lt;br /&gt;no matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;people will advise you to do&lt;br /&gt;do something, do more, do other way round&lt;br /&gt;when incidents happen&lt;br /&gt;some people react very strongly&lt;br /&gt;and decides that something "big" should be done&lt;br /&gt;some people merely just pass it off&lt;br /&gt;let go and move on&lt;br /&gt;self-frustration&lt;br /&gt;coz unable to decide&lt;br /&gt;which should be the right way to solve this&lt;br /&gt;personally, i let it off&lt;br /&gt;as a whole, how?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;it is just so difficult to balance&lt;br /&gt;when to fight for our rights?or when to learn to submit, just as how He forgives?&lt;br /&gt;fight for the "rugi-es" suffered?or swallow it off?&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder how politics exist XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"learn to step out of comfort zone.reach out to others.act it out."&lt;br /&gt;many times we heard this, many times we listen, but how many times do we actually act it out?&lt;br /&gt;isn't it meaningless, if we learn something, but we do not use it when needed?&lt;br /&gt;if we are placed in the situation, do we actually take the step?do we actually have the courage?&lt;br /&gt;when we know we should do something, but not doing it, isn't it considered disobedience?&lt;br /&gt;'pek-chek-ness'.realise how tough is it, that we'll not listen, but act it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lights should be put on lampstand, and not underneath the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-2119758767513308855?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/2119758767513308855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=2119758767513308855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2119758767513308855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;有时候，我做了那么多。&lt;br /&gt;我需要的，&lt;br /&gt;只是你们的支持&lt;br /&gt;你们的体谅&lt;br /&gt;我不能分身&lt;br /&gt;对不起&lt;br /&gt;有时&lt;br /&gt;真的是有事情&lt;br /&gt;不能参你们&lt;br /&gt;不知是我的问题还是什么&lt;br /&gt;但我现在&lt;br /&gt;最需要的是&lt;br /&gt;鼓励和支持&lt;br /&gt;我要求的&lt;br /&gt;只是这样&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许&lt;br /&gt;责任&lt;br /&gt;真的不能要求回报&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-6193499787425933534?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/6193499787425933534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=6193499787425933534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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sleep.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over-worked?&lt;br /&gt;too busy and worn out for someone who has many commitments on hand.&lt;br /&gt;conclusion -30.09.09 : busy till numb is meaningless if you're doing it for the sake of completing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week's sermon&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter how many good deeds you do, what matters, is the heart.&lt;br /&gt;yes it is good, to do, serve and help out&lt;br /&gt;but if, we carry a wrong purpose, no use eh?&lt;br /&gt;doing it&lt;br /&gt;because knowing that i, can make a difference&lt;br /&gt;too late to regret of taking up commitments?&lt;br /&gt;since so, have to do my part well.(but difficult...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really obvious that i've neglected my studies&lt;br /&gt;people always say: aiyeah, you can do it one lar, your results so good.&lt;br /&gt;sorry people, over-praised and over-estimate my ability&lt;br /&gt;but, i really am so left behind&lt;br /&gt;couln't help but to feel a lil worry&lt;br /&gt;when trying to have faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"release the burdens you were never intended to bear"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazed by what He plan, and do=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-7724480969324684089?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/7724480969324684089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=7724480969324684089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/7724480969324684089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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unity of hearts after months&lt;br /&gt;felt rather guilty&lt;br /&gt;felt very condemned&lt;br /&gt;felt as if I have not done enough&lt;br /&gt;felt as if i'm not doing what i suppose to do&lt;br /&gt;i realized.i've been living under world's perspective these few weeks&lt;br /&gt;and when it came to God and me just now&lt;br /&gt;i just felt that&lt;br /&gt;i'm not worthy to be in that place&lt;br /&gt;i'm not worthy, just not worthy&lt;br /&gt;to stand before Him and say:Lord, touch their hearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy+busy-ness+stress+school projects+expectations&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't help but to try to fulfill everything&lt;br /&gt;to do everything i can&lt;br /&gt;but, its too much eh?&lt;br /&gt;doing too much, that I forgot the basic and the purpose of "me, being here, on earth"&lt;br /&gt;and how ridiculous of me,how can I do that?&lt;br /&gt;am just speechless, my responsibility isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;i let disappointments and discouragements and emotions dwell in me&lt;br /&gt;i know i've to move on, but somehow, i can't pull myself away from it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lost it, and i want it back.&lt;br /&gt;i've no idea how am i sustaining through this one year&lt;br /&gt;i really have no idea&lt;br /&gt;family expectations, studies, school, friends, YFers, the people around?&lt;br /&gt;please Lord, how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Faith.I need You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-1089307552476694444?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/1089307552476694444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=1089307552476694444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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hope so</title><content type='html'>AH!&lt;br /&gt;Finally, another break!&lt;br /&gt;really hope that i get sufficient rest&lt;br /&gt;of all the projects&lt;br /&gt;of all the responsibility to do&lt;br /&gt;of all the particular things to take care of&lt;br /&gt;of all the plans to be done&lt;br /&gt;i can't stop but thinking, when will this end?&lt;br /&gt;when can i have a REAL break, since last year?&lt;br /&gt;ah, sigh, it is getting tougher and tougher isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;the weight, heavy.&lt;br /&gt;really heavy&lt;br /&gt;and i thought after last week, i could have rest for at least a moment&lt;br /&gt;there goes something, responsibility of mine&lt;br /&gt;and i just couldn't hold back the frustration&lt;br /&gt;broke down:"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Father, why?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;my fault, weaknesses, keep accepting what people give&lt;br /&gt;don't dare to get help&lt;br /&gt;in the end the burden becomes over for one person&lt;br /&gt;ah, priorities to set on&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;be wise in your decision"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;discern, the more important ones&lt;br /&gt;after all, i'm really numb-ed&lt;br /&gt;by all the tiredness and busy-ness and stress&lt;br /&gt;that people will not understand&lt;br /&gt;you think it is easy to lead?&lt;br /&gt;it is not for me&lt;br /&gt;at the edge of all expectations&lt;br /&gt;i not only have to grow and rise&lt;br /&gt;but i need to cope with other responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;cope with expectations&lt;br /&gt;with things&lt;br /&gt;ah, it is like, can't afford to do the little things&lt;br /&gt;talking to people&lt;br /&gt;having closer relationship with each other&lt;br /&gt;cannot stop but feel a little hurt&lt;br /&gt;little ache in heart:"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how should it be done?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;i'm always near, so near to the breaking point&lt;br /&gt;so near&lt;br /&gt;tired everyday?&lt;br /&gt;i have just no idea why i keep dozing off in class!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i feel very frustrated&lt;br /&gt;taking back the H2Os&lt;br /&gt;always, the time spent at night ended very briefly&lt;br /&gt;for a long time&lt;br /&gt;have not been joyful, delighted&lt;br /&gt;and for once&lt;br /&gt;i just hope that moment&lt;br /&gt;where i can rest in His arms and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You made my day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-3650915753098145340?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/3650915753098145340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=3650915753098145340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/3650915753098145340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/3650915753098145340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/09/break-to-busy-ness-i-hope-so.html' title='a break to busy-ness, i hope so'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-7293310700223701522</id><published>2009-09-15T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T16:20:13.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How can authority forces us into donation?&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, so frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;It is just unfair.&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/955353417981528367-7293310700223701522?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/7293310700223701522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=7293310700223701522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/7293310700223701522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/7293310700223701522'/><link rel='alternate' 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past 3 weeks&lt;br /&gt;and it came to a point where&lt;br /&gt;i cannot do everything&lt;br /&gt;yes all the things that you do may be good&lt;br /&gt;but even among those, it comes a time where&lt;br /&gt;i've to set priorities on&lt;br /&gt;the things that come 1st&lt;br /&gt;time for some reflection&lt;br /&gt;to know that&lt;br /&gt;even if i holds certain responsibility&lt;br /&gt;it is not for me to say "yes" to everything&lt;br /&gt;i cannot do things by myself&lt;br /&gt;that's why I have a team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i lost myself to emotions so easily&lt;br /&gt;overcomed so easily&lt;br /&gt;and i hope i can really share it&lt;br /&gt;my burden?&lt;br /&gt;it is like, i cannot carry all the weight by my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the wrong priorities&lt;br /&gt;had the wrong time for emotional breakdown&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;had the wrong thinking in mind&lt;br /&gt;had the over-randomness in studies&lt;br /&gt;had everything mixed up&lt;br /&gt;and in a sudden&lt;br /&gt;i really need to seek and just have a time&lt;br /&gt;all for me and Him&lt;br /&gt;quietly listening to Him&lt;br /&gt;I need a solution out of all this!!&lt;br /&gt;i really do. and i didn't meant to affect others.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.All I need is You Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-5223886964798104515?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/5223886964798104515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=5223886964798104515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5223886964798104515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5223886964798104515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-for-some.html' title='time for some...'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-8831332187683050858</id><published>2009-09-09T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T19:47:03.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am I rebellious?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I was scolded by teacher.&lt;br /&gt;and today, I "kena marah" by another teacher, and pinched by another one.&lt;br /&gt;am I that rebellious?&lt;br /&gt;what i was doing is just talking(softly)to my friends beside&lt;br /&gt;neither front or back, but just those same row&lt;br /&gt;neither loud.&lt;br /&gt;imagine sitting in the lecture hall, not interacting with the friends beside you&lt;br /&gt;imagine listening in the class without some laughter to make you more attentive&lt;br /&gt;because they know who I am, that's why they say&lt;br /&gt;high expectations because they thought i can be what they expect?&lt;br /&gt;what to do&lt;br /&gt;must submit to authority.moreover, someone who take the effort to teach us.&lt;br /&gt;but if you stand in my perspective, i would say that someone is strange if one completely took silence throughout everything.&lt;br /&gt;not healthy.haha&lt;br /&gt;i guess, this is what we call teenager huh?=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rebellious?'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-1753511650811680553</id><published>2009-09-07T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:31:44.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloated mind</title><content type='html'>recently, I have been having tonnes of sleep&lt;br /&gt;and i thought that would prevent me from sleeping during classes&lt;br /&gt;but urgh, it doesn't work at all.&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder if the problem is with me.urgh.seriously.&lt;br /&gt;it is so difficult to know you have different commitments&lt;br /&gt;and you try your best to cope all&lt;br /&gt;and in the end, i, become exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;ahh, it is just so impossible to focus on things more than one&lt;br /&gt;time to learn eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm just so "slackish"&lt;br /&gt;because I know how bad my results will be, He will provide a way&lt;br /&gt;Because I know it's in His plan, I kind of, urm, not concentrating?&lt;br /&gt;is it because I trust Him, or it is something i have to work on?&lt;br /&gt;when is the time I need to put my effort in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You gave me hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You took my place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You showed me grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the cross where you died for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And His Glory appears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like the light from the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Age to age He shines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look to the skies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hear the angels cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;singing Holy is the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-1753511650811680553?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/1753511650811680553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-2431005431071454080</id><published>2009-09-02T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:51:16.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes, i wonder</title><content type='html'>today after school&lt;br /&gt;i went back tired, little bit out of the world&lt;br /&gt;and i stopped and wonder&lt;br /&gt;'who am I?'&lt;br /&gt;you may think its funny&lt;br /&gt;but for me&lt;br /&gt;i think i've reached a point where i'm exhausted of being in"different identities"&lt;br /&gt;as the eldest daughter in family&lt;br /&gt;as a student&lt;br /&gt;as a friend&lt;br /&gt;as a helping hand to the needy&lt;br /&gt;as child of Him, which carries an extra privilege and responsibility&lt;br /&gt;really leh.&lt;br /&gt;at times, i forgot i'm the president&lt;br /&gt;forgetting the way i should behave?&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be the one to please everyone's expectation&lt;br /&gt;people may think i should behave like those who used to be&lt;br /&gt;but,i'm not them leh&lt;br /&gt;He created everybody differently, with different strengths, and different attitudes, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;different expectations&lt;br /&gt;but something have to realized is&lt;br /&gt;i've just started, and couldn't I make mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;everything came at the same time and i couldn't afford to focus on everything&lt;br /&gt;i guess&lt;br /&gt;when i'm tired, it indicates i'm depending on my own strength and not His&lt;br /&gt;just be yourself.sigh.i would love to.&lt;br /&gt;but when  i'm being myself, i always get some advices and ....&lt;br /&gt;i would like to be someone whom I know and the reason He created me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes, i really wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am I today?&lt;br /&gt;who are you today?&lt;br /&gt;who are you serving today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may it be:"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am His Child who only seeks to obey Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freedom is responsibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with greater power comes greater responsibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-2431005431071454080?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/2431005431071454080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=2431005431071454080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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changed</title><content type='html'>Sunday and Monday: was extremely tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was ChangeYourWorld!!=D&lt;br /&gt;you know, when i stepped into the hall&lt;br /&gt;i felt really touched,i wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;God's work is indescribable&lt;br /&gt;when people come coz they really want to come&lt;br /&gt;when they really listen to what is being spoken&lt;br /&gt;when they join us below together to sing the songs&lt;br /&gt;the heart of them, willing to come, significants something is changing in their heart&lt;br /&gt;change, is starting..&lt;br /&gt;though at the end they began to feel tired&lt;br /&gt;i still thank them for being able to come..&lt;br /&gt;friends!!your presence, we appreciate it lots!=D&lt;br /&gt;in the end, it is not the event that matters, it is the changes that the event brought, that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, we went into the railways with 1AM and one awesome bunch schoolmates!&lt;br /&gt;really saw the worse, and how ppl live without the basic needs of life&lt;br /&gt;am really really encouraged by friends, the heart of compassion of theirs&lt;br /&gt;really really..&lt;br /&gt;still, important to remember that&lt;br /&gt;one-day-good work is nothing&lt;br /&gt;only continuous helping counts&lt;br /&gt;sigh, this is the tough part?&lt;br /&gt;to sustain that passion to help, when you've other commitments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"evil triumphs when good men do nothing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord, sustain me through all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-3363800417037782944?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/3363800417037782944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-6850161330488535004</id><published>2009-08-21T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:29:34.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不知道为什么&lt;br /&gt;今天心情好差&lt;br /&gt;噢&lt;br /&gt;好自责的咯&lt;br /&gt;生气自己&lt;br /&gt;为什么不能balance&lt;br /&gt;自己&lt;br /&gt;是那么的贪心&lt;br /&gt;感叹咯&lt;br /&gt;为什么自己这样子&lt;br /&gt;明明就知道&lt;br /&gt;是有苦衷才不能给&lt;br /&gt;心里  却&lt;br /&gt;死都要&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想哭出来&lt;br /&gt;但每次都忍住&lt;br /&gt;怕人家说 不坚强&lt;br /&gt;怕人家说 经不起风吹雨打&lt;br /&gt;每次忍住不哭 却让人误以为我不想讲话&lt;br /&gt;又 惹来不开心&lt;br /&gt;难道 不能哭吗？&lt;br /&gt;说 我没去管四周围到底发生什么事&lt;br /&gt;这 是我的错&lt;br /&gt;我呢？&lt;br /&gt;我经历的，似乎担心我的学业多过我&lt;br /&gt;感觉上&lt;br /&gt;少了支持&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知自己是不是有问题&lt;br /&gt;为什么偏偏是我，要经历的那么多&lt;br /&gt;家里，学校，外面，都有不能说的压力&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好自责&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-6850161330488535004?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/6850161330488535004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=6850161330488535004' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/6850161330488535004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/6850161330488535004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/08/balance.html' 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/So6bHgCt8SI/AAAAAAAAAN8/VVKqIj0s6SU/s320/twip_090820_01.ss_full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372401958662304034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one week holiday&lt;br /&gt;yet, no feeling?&lt;br /&gt;urgh&lt;br /&gt;even holiday, still so many things to do.=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i discovered the fun and joy in taking photos of gates&lt;br /&gt;haha!just something that i want to do, if i have camera=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.i know i'm greedy, but i just wanna have the freedom to drive so badly=x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-1056803793680690524?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/1056803793680690524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/So6bHgCt8SI/AAAAAAAAAN8/VVKqIj0s6SU/s72-c/twip_090820_01.ss_full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-1920057687658366219</id><published>2009-08-19T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:31:13.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what?&lt;br /&gt;When you boldly do and obey the things that He called you to be&lt;br /&gt;even when you do not know what it is to come&lt;br /&gt;He will &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;do miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;wave for salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;towards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;wave of salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it clear enough what He wants?=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change Your World.Your future begins now.What is stopping you from changing your world?if we do not start changing,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; who will&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Never doubt that a small group of committed people can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;change the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has."  Margaret Mead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-1920057687658366219?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/1920057687658366219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=1920057687658366219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/1920057687658366219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/1920057687658366219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-know-what-when-you-boldly-do-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-4616276277473987396</id><published>2009-08-18T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:20:13.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you never know what God's gonna do when you speak=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when certain thing's finally over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i thought i can really have a rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but somehow He doesn't allow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even more tough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at one thought i think i can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at another, frustrated why i can't have proper rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;time to stand up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-4616276277473987396?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/4616276277473987396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=4616276277473987396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/4616276277473987396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/4616276277473987396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-great-you-never-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-5322646967631527746</id><published>2009-08-16T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T12:30:04.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if everyone cared</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rPbLrs1fQg4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rPbLrs1fQg4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow&lt;br /&gt;today is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;and the days ahead will be beautiful and promising&lt;br /&gt;for once today&lt;br /&gt;i'm delighted=D&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/955353417981528367-5322646967631527746?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/5322646967631527746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=5322646967631527746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5322646967631527746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5322646967631527746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-everyone-cared.html' title='if everyone cared'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-2345618316051560162</id><published>2009-08-13T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:16:58.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d e c i s i o n s</title><content type='html'>Today, I stopped taking piano lessons =x&lt;br /&gt;i only left Grade 8 theory&lt;br /&gt;and I know it's only till next year's march&lt;br /&gt;what a waste(i know it is)&lt;br /&gt;hmm.still, it doesn't means i stop playing piano&lt;br /&gt;and it will still be fun=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it is just so difficult to make a decision.&lt;br /&gt;为什么做决定那么难？为什么不能有一个选择，一个决定？&lt;br /&gt;not choosing between right and wrong&lt;br /&gt;but choosing between the many "rights"&lt;br /&gt;thinking whether i can take it or not&lt;br /&gt;fear of the latter regrets=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words.&lt;br /&gt;different interpretation&lt;br /&gt;didn't even realised it hurts&lt;br /&gt;recently, lots to think of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;it was a rainy day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;dark and stormy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;reflects the inner battle within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and how God turns it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;into peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;with the promise of a rainbow=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-2345618316051560162?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/2345618316051560162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=2345618316051560162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2345618316051560162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2345618316051560162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/08/d-e-c-i-s-i-o-n-s.html' title='d e c i s i o n s'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-682380648441657320</id><published>2009-08-12T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:44:42.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we may be weak&lt;br /&gt;but our spirit is strong&lt;br /&gt;people may tell you: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;you can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust.have faith.&lt;br /&gt;and you really can=)&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/955353417981528367-682380648441657320?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/682380648441657320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=682380648441657320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/682380648441657320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/682380648441657320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-may-be-weak-but-our-spirit-is-strong.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-6711847390553119759</id><published>2009-08-10T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:16:17.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tear it down</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Tear Down The Walls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tear down the walls see the world&lt;br /&gt;Is there something we have missed&lt;br /&gt;Turn from ourselves&lt;br /&gt;Look beyond&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t need to see it to believe it&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need to see it to believe it&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can’t shake this&lt;br /&gt;Fire deep inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look to the skies hope arise&lt;br /&gt;See His majesty revealed&lt;br /&gt;More than this life there is love&lt;br /&gt;There is hope and this is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don’t need to see it to believe it&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need to see it to believe it&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can’t shake this fire burning&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is Yours and hope is rising&lt;br /&gt;As Your glory floods our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Let love tear down these walls&lt;br /&gt;That all creation would&lt;br /&gt;Come back to You&lt;br /&gt;It’s all for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Name is glorious&lt;br /&gt;Glorious&lt;br /&gt;Your love is changing us&lt;br /&gt;Calling us&lt;br /&gt;To worship in spirit and in truth&lt;br /&gt;As all creation returns to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh for all the sons and daughters&lt;br /&gt;Who are walking in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;You are calling us to lead them back to You&lt;br /&gt;We will see Your spirit rising&lt;br /&gt;As the lost come out of hiding&lt;br /&gt;Every heart will see this hope we have in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don’t need to see it to believe it&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need to see it to believe it&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can’t shake this fire burning&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is Yours and hope is rising&lt;br /&gt;As Your glory floods our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Let love tear down these walls&lt;br /&gt;That all creation would&lt;br /&gt;Come back to You&lt;br /&gt;It’s all for You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-6711847390553119759?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/6711847390553119759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=6711847390553119759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/6711847390553119759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/6711847390553119759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/08/tear-it-down.html' title='tear it down'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-1858705767953038802</id><published>2009-08-09T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:51:47.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel really.....&lt;br /&gt;I really do.&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/955353417981528367-1858705767953038802?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/1858705767953038802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=1858705767953038802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/1858705767953038802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/1858705767953038802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-feel-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-7955258897687009540</id><published>2009-08-09T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T00:38:46.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;greater&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;power &lt;/span&gt;com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;es &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;greater&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;=x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-7955258897687009540?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/7955258897687009540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=7955258897687009540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/7955258897687009540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/7955258897687009540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/08/with-greater-power-com-es-greater.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-7680090648215150760</id><published>2009-08-05T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:13:29.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SnmTd093YKI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Wa7h8tQmJqg/s1600-h/2100627902_33f22986cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SnmTd093YKI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Wa7h8tQmJqg/s320/2100627902_33f22986cc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366482571632271522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, there's a hope.&lt;br /&gt;That grew bigger with courage.&lt;br /&gt;i began to wonder&lt;br /&gt;why are we fear of their response?&lt;br /&gt;we open our mouth, He anoint our lips&lt;br /&gt;at least, a chance was opened to them&lt;br /&gt;and it's then up to God to make the seed grow&lt;br /&gt;excited. i want to see how it can touch their lives.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, it will be something that sparkle questions about life in them..&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, it will change lives and worlds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-7680090648215150760?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SnmTd093YKI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Wa7h8tQmJqg/s72-c/2100627902_33f22986cc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-4857627099194450085</id><published>2009-08-01T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:50:39.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>r o j a k</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's the beginning of August liao.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so fast hor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two more months then two-month holidays ady.&lt;br /&gt;our class..starting to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;more friendly&lt;/span&gt; liao?&lt;br /&gt;the ice melted a bit lor.&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of us behind the class will always talk(non-stop)haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Praise God for them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least&lt;br /&gt;they brought some laughter and joy into B2&lt;br /&gt;environment do scares people away.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno lieh. our class, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;too quiet&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;until people actually feels so stressed up there?&lt;br /&gt;missed an oppurtunity to reach out to someone.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;really guilty&lt;/span&gt;.=(&lt;br /&gt;start to look at the bigger picture?that actually someone in the class needs your accompaniment rather than others?&lt;br /&gt;really feel guilty.really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I'm sorry for not being able to reach out to you.hopefully, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;if i've&lt;/span&gt; the chance again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different people in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;different page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people always can't live up to your expectations?&lt;br /&gt;maybe, they have their problems also..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, you've a certain passion&lt;br /&gt;but when you ask for support and help&lt;br /&gt;people just seemed not interested and not keen&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, it doesn't feel good.&lt;br /&gt;after all, can't blame them right?&lt;br /&gt;they maybe have their things and works to do&lt;br /&gt;they may have a different kind of passion&lt;br /&gt;leads to different thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;stand at higher ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;but miss those basic things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balance between things.not easy at all.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;submit.but at the same time stand up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam over already!!&lt;br /&gt;everybody around is talking so happily about their plans after exams&lt;br /&gt;me?&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;no feelings lie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess.everybody else did study, and I didn't?&lt;br /&gt;that's why I don't have that kind of happiness?&lt;br /&gt;Still, praise God.You brought me through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change Your World quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;anticipating.yet fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;hope it will really &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;motivates and inspires people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after five years in convent, didn''t really get to touch their lives.&lt;br /&gt;This two years&lt;br /&gt;hope can make some changes and differences lor.&lt;br /&gt;been waiting for 5 years, but, no fruits?&lt;br /&gt;Patience..in His time ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;excited=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-4857627099194450085?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/4857627099194450085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=4857627099194450085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/4857627099194450085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;these are some "nice-to-watch videos"&lt;br /&gt;maybe we can consider doing it in school.haha!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/29NLOhBttxA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/29NLOhBttxA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EKEeHREK2nQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EKEeHREK2nQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q6NU5K3k8Xo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q6NU5K3k8Xo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6S9JntJJeoI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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exam-ing lor.&lt;br /&gt;good thing?&lt;br /&gt;at least, it is for me.&lt;br /&gt;to know that there are actually more things than just this four days&lt;br /&gt;and worth lots more than this.&lt;br /&gt;so basically, stress=0.5%&lt;br /&gt;dunno leh.&lt;br /&gt;does it means I let go already?&lt;br /&gt;of the unnecessary stress?&lt;br /&gt;more difficult(for sure lah)&lt;br /&gt;but I have like "don't care whether I study or not"&lt;br /&gt;even how bad i do&lt;br /&gt;God will still provide a path?&lt;br /&gt;the safe and dangerous boundary here.&lt;br /&gt;trust Him.&lt;br /&gt;but is that over-trust or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9MBBr-a2KnM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-9115345846037509944</id><published>2009-07-22T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:56:39.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From today onwards, 22 July 2009&lt;br /&gt;I made a commitment to fast from&lt;br /&gt;FACEBOOK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.just so tempted the 1st day itself.&lt;br /&gt;but hmm.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, when facebook is taken out of daily life&lt;br /&gt;seems "nothing-to-do"&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;see.&lt;br /&gt;the addiction and its power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facebook, we'll meet again after National Day=)&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/955353417981528367-9115345846037509944?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/9115345846037509944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=9115345846037509944' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/9115345846037509944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/9115345846037509944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='!!'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-3499315571006512945</id><published>2009-07-21T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:55:56.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are they strange?or am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SmXFmagmopI/AAAAAAAAANs/ffajqysBh3I/s1600-h/372182578_62bfb13fa9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SmXFmagmopI/AAAAAAAAANs/ffajqysBh3I/s320/372182578_62bfb13fa9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360908195196215954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno. I reached a point where I just can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;the "concept of reality"&lt;br /&gt;the "desperate-ness" of the people&lt;br /&gt;more attention?&lt;br /&gt;dunno leh.&lt;br /&gt;everyday sure will come in touch with some of these..&lt;br /&gt;and will doubt that : am I the problem?&lt;br /&gt;the worldly character..&lt;br /&gt;gossips?and xtra-special things happening around?&lt;br /&gt;I admit, it is very easy to be lured into this type of things&lt;br /&gt;that's why I worry&lt;br /&gt;being influenced the way it's not suppose to be&lt;br /&gt;coz the world keep talking about the certain topic&lt;br /&gt;can't help but just being helpless&lt;br /&gt;it is like trend. the make-ups for them?&lt;br /&gt;to show that actually they have?&lt;br /&gt;my focus like being crushed on by waves&lt;br /&gt;hmm..trying to pull me in...&lt;br /&gt;is life just circulating around that topic?&lt;br /&gt;like.if you're not like that. you're abnormal?&lt;br /&gt;helpless.&lt;br /&gt;uncontrollable "un-tahan-ness"&lt;br /&gt;but how?&lt;br /&gt;standing strong on our ground&lt;br /&gt;but often.&lt;br /&gt;influence of the other side is always overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes&lt;br /&gt;we even fall into it without realising.&lt;br /&gt;just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i discovered the "real"..&lt;br /&gt;and it's not good&lt;br /&gt;that's why&lt;br /&gt;we, shining lights, is important&lt;br /&gt;to shine=)&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/955353417981528367-3499315571006512945?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/3499315571006512945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=3499315571006512945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/3499315571006512945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/3499315571006512945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/07/are-they-strangeor-am-i.html' title='are they strange?or am I?'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SmXFmagmopI/AAAAAAAAANs/ffajqysBh3I/s72-c/372182578_62bfb13fa9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-8686801921742763992</id><published>2009-07-20T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:26:11.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>t o u g h</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SmRfwKstIDI/AAAAAAAAANk/L9Cxw1eezp4/s1600-h/2264830436_bdf442193d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SmRfwKstIDI/AAAAAAAAANk/L9Cxw1eezp4/s320/2264830436_bdf442193d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360514737587953714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be a tough year, for me..&lt;br /&gt;challenging?&lt;br /&gt;hoenstly, i sometimes wonder why i take it up&lt;br /&gt;but erm. somehow i just took it up&lt;br /&gt;have to really find a balance in between&lt;br /&gt;though it's really difficult&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder: why me?&lt;br /&gt;but always. it ends up this way..&lt;br /&gt;contradictions. pressure. fear.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have that kind of maturity..&lt;br /&gt;but ut haven't even started yet. and gotta face it already..&lt;br /&gt;gonna be tough in the coming months huh?&lt;br /&gt;studies. family. YF. friends. services. ministries.&lt;br /&gt;really have no idea how to cope with it..&lt;br /&gt;dunno leh.&lt;br /&gt;i will think about why people make things so complicated, since God make things simple for us?&lt;br /&gt;all in all..honestly, i don;t know what will happen&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know whether the team will work out well&lt;br /&gt;but God, You used this to break me. and You promised that You will heal..&lt;br /&gt;so I trust You..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why it is me..&lt;br /&gt;but everything is in Your plan.&lt;br /&gt;by faith. I hope I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-8686801921742763992?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/8686801921742763992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=8686801921742763992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/8686801921742763992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/8686801921742763992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/07/t-o-u-g-h.html' title='t o u g h'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SmRfwKstIDI/AAAAAAAAANk/L9Cxw1eezp4/s72-c/2264830436_bdf442193d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-3552541070388890934</id><published>2009-07-15T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:28:28.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick=more medicine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/Sl28Nq1NbaI/AAAAAAAAANc/JzZTACf3LE0/s1600-h/special-report-can-we-trust-fda-01-af.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/Sl28Nq1NbaI/AAAAAAAAANc/JzZTACf3LE0/s320/special-report-can-we-trust-fda-01-af.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358646074662546850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;the suffering, the misery of being sick!!&lt;br /&gt;ish.why sick?&lt;br /&gt;more medicine comes with sickness..&lt;br /&gt;seriously, reaching a point where i don't feel like eating medicine anymore&lt;br /&gt;the terrible-ness of its side effect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-3552541070388890934?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/3552541070388890934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=3552541070388890934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/3552541070388890934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/3552541070388890934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/07/sickmore-medicine.html' title='sick=more medicine?'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/Sl28Nq1NbaI/AAAAAAAAANc/JzZTACf3LE0/s72-c/special-report-can-we-trust-fda-01-af.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-3901163870036217559</id><published>2009-07-13T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:03:06.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he will because he promised.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SlssrUnSIjI/AAAAAAAAANU/cWz9C_b9XHo/s1600-h/sheep-with-shepherd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SlssrUnSIjI/AAAAAAAAANU/cWz9C_b9XHo/s320/sheep-with-shepherd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357925304466809394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;I realized something.&lt;br /&gt;when He promised us something.&lt;br /&gt;He will somehow allow authority to allow us?&lt;br /&gt;it all comes back to the plan.&lt;br /&gt;if we are appointed to do something&lt;br /&gt;he will give us the choice to choose&lt;br /&gt;and partly, whether we agree with His plan not?&lt;br /&gt;power is not necessary needed to lead?&lt;br /&gt;more of character i guess.&lt;br /&gt;not that of the world recognised.but Him?&lt;br /&gt;i sometimes find power. can over-powered us and take control of the whole situation.&lt;br /&gt;Becomes our pride instead of ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Take me deeper,&lt;br /&gt;Than I’ve been before&lt;br /&gt;Take me further,&lt;br /&gt;God I long for more&lt;br /&gt;Take me higher,&lt;br /&gt;Than I’ve been before&lt;br /&gt;Jesus I want more,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus I need more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will. Because it is promised.it is sought after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-3901163870036217559?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/3901163870036217559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=3901163870036217559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/3901163870036217559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/3901163870036217559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/07/he-will-because-he-promised.html' title='he will because he promised.'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SlssrUnSIjI/AAAAAAAAANU/cWz9C_b9XHo/s72-c/sheep-with-shepherd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-5218096005999426792</id><published>2009-07-11T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:52:07.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to embrace S.M.I.L.E.?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/Slihx1B89_I/AAAAAAAAANM/ak7GgN6r3zw/s1600-h/iStock_000006234405XSmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/Slihx1B89_I/AAAAAAAAANM/ak7GgN6r3zw/s320/iStock_000006234405XSmall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357209634178136050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;choose to be +?or -?&lt;br /&gt;everybody is created differently.&lt;br /&gt;so naturally.different opinion.&lt;br /&gt;then different point of view on the same thing you're looking at&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when certain things happen.&lt;br /&gt;we always tend to think of complicated things to resolve.&lt;br /&gt;yet what is needed is just a simple simple solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're feeling hurt and sad today, then cheer up!!&lt;br /&gt;He cares for you.more than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't want to live your life "sadly"?&lt;br /&gt;everybody sure has their own problem&lt;br /&gt;why some people can brighten up our days?&lt;br /&gt;the joy of the Lord ba?&lt;br /&gt;Be delight.&lt;br /&gt;think of His promise and love.&lt;br /&gt;and it is far more enough to make you smile=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you see only one set of footprint, it was then that I carried you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-5218096005999426792?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/5218096005999426792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=5218096005999426792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5218096005999426792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5218096005999426792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-embrace-smile.html' title='to embrace S.M.I.L.E.?'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/Slihx1B89_I/AAAAAAAAANM/ak7GgN6r3zw/s72-c/iStock_000006234405XSmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-5338104238492310073</id><published>2009-07-09T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:48:23.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e x t r e m e?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SlYL-bkVbpI/AAAAAAAAANE/WqyTzzgj7qI/s1600-h/2332817920_c61968bd54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SlYL-bkVbpI/AAAAAAAAANE/WqyTzzgj7qI/s320/2332817920_c61968bd54.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356481973983735442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you find that sometimes.things are very unpredictable?&lt;br /&gt;like.how people changes without realizing.&lt;br /&gt;can people be one extreme and be the opposite extreme?&lt;br /&gt;dunno lie.t i r e d.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, reaching to a point where i almost wanna give up.&lt;br /&gt;t o l e r a t e?&lt;br /&gt;keep giving in.and the more we suffer deeply.&lt;br /&gt;to avoid.or to embrace a hope that:hey,i can change you by speaking into your life?&lt;br /&gt;m i x e d.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aiyeah.just say lah.just tell lah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"don't want lah.later hurt feelings only."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different v o i c e s.&lt;br /&gt;time to realise?&lt;br /&gt;that actually what I need is His voice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really care if i kena criticized or what.&lt;br /&gt;sure lah.it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;i am like "nothing".a big "halangan"&lt;br /&gt;felt like&lt;br /&gt;ah.my intention.forgotten and unseen.&lt;br /&gt;so in the end?&lt;br /&gt;me = e x t r a?&lt;br /&gt;dunno lie.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be a friend.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes.in some situation.&lt;br /&gt;you just have to bravely do what you should do ba?&lt;br /&gt;no use.standing beside a train.&lt;br /&gt;and ponder whether you need to hop into it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m i x t u r e of&lt;br /&gt;e v e r y t h i n g&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;it all comes down to&lt;br /&gt;o n e&lt;br /&gt;c l e a r&lt;br /&gt;m i s s i o n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-5338104238492310073?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/5338104238492310073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=5338104238492310073' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5338104238492310073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5338104238492310073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/07/e-x-t-r-e-m-e.html' title='e x t r e m e?'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SlYL-bkVbpI/AAAAAAAAANE/WqyTzzgj7qI/s72-c/2332817920_c61968bd54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-2250884048331564544</id><published>2009-07-08T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:15:14.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real=Dark?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SlSZqnMwIYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/OWZMyaQB6Bg/s1600-h/3170930399_bcd1c58306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SlSZqnMwIYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/OWZMyaQB6Bg/s320/3170930399_bcd1c58306.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356074814206386562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;the world is like that?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.disappointed larh.&lt;br /&gt;what in the world.............?&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;out of jealousy?out of nothing?&lt;br /&gt;too free?&lt;br /&gt;reality.really real.&lt;br /&gt;cannot stand it.&lt;br /&gt;why so dark?&lt;br /&gt;why create so many unwanted thingy?&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;people just want extra attention?&lt;br /&gt;alter and exaggerate on issues?&lt;br /&gt;seriously.disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;but am encouraged how.&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of all these.&lt;br /&gt;true people care for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Nothing can hurt unless you give it the power to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  Dr. Seuss&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/955353417981528367-2250884048331564544?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/2250884048331564544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=2250884048331564544' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2250884048331564544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/2250884048331564544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/07/realdark.html' title='Real=Dark?'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/SlSZqnMwIYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/OWZMyaQB6Bg/s72-c/3170930399_bcd1c58306.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-7008051575206759021</id><published>2009-07-07T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:20:29.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;"We turn to God for help when our foundations are shaking only to learn that it is God shaking them." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;- Charles West &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955353417981528367-7008051575206759021?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/7008051575206759021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=7008051575206759021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/7008051575206759021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/7008051575206759021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-turn-to-god-for-help-when-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-5830903593611426480</id><published>2009-07-07T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:45:14.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dunno lie.&lt;br /&gt;Why like that?&lt;br /&gt;Why P L A N S changes?&lt;br /&gt;You adapted to it.and somebody come and tell you.and you gotta leave.and change?&lt;br /&gt;Is it His plan?&lt;br /&gt;If it is,why changes?&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/955353417981528367-5830903593611426480?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/5830903593611426480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=5830903593611426480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5830903593611426480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5830903593611426480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/07/dunno-lie.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955353417981528367.post-5781534116936808783</id><published>2009-07-05T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:04:43.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A M A Z E D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am just amazed at what He can do.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people try to listen to the bottom of a bottle&lt;br /&gt;Some people try to listen to a needle in their arm&lt;br /&gt;Some people try to listen to the money in their pocket&lt;br /&gt;Some people try to listen to another's arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I are not that different&lt;br /&gt;We got a void and we're just trying to fill it up&lt;br /&gt;With something that will give just a little peace&lt;br /&gt;All we want is a hand to reach to&lt;br /&gt;Open arms that say I love you&lt;br /&gt;We'd give anything to hear&lt;br /&gt;The voice of a Savior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people try to find it with blind ambition&lt;br /&gt;Some people try to find it where no one else has gone&lt;br /&gt;Some people try to find it in the crowns of victory&lt;br /&gt;Some people get defeated and lose the strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I are not that different&lt;br /&gt; We got a void and we're just trying to fill it up&lt;br /&gt; With something that will give just a little peace&lt;br /&gt; All we want is a hand to reach to&lt;br /&gt; Open arms that say I love you&lt;br /&gt; We'd give anything to hear&lt;br /&gt; The voice of a Savior&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/955353417981528367-5781534116936808783?l=iamokaywithit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/feeds/5781534116936808783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955353417981528367&amp;postID=5781534116936808783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5781534116936808783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955353417981528367/posts/default/5781534116936808783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamokaywithit.blogspot.com/2009/07/m-z-e-d.html' title='A M A Z E D'/><author><name>Josie!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776353137885372387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Asvno5hkk/S0SjG-QUGGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G_7LtzPWSEg/S220/16466_179405760938_744180938_2991684_1556854_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
