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2005-03-31T22:14:00.002+08:00

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2005-03-31T22:14:00.001+08:00

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2005-03-31T22:14:00.000+08:00

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2005-03-27T17:53:00.000+08:00

http://dramafetish-.blogspot.com

please relink me(:
thankyou you!

2005-03-15T20:22:00.000+08:00

dear blog,

i'm sorry for neglecting you and not giving you a new skin like i promised. i'm sorry for not blogging over long periods of time. i guess the only one i can blame is myself. if (and i say if, my faithful readers) i ever become famous and when i die, publishers want a record of my life, then this will not be a trustworthy source. i'm very sorry. i will be leaving you soon. to a new place call a new blog, far, far away. farewell, my beloved, scruffy old blog.

jayne

2005-03-07T23:18:00.000+08:00

it's close to midnight and i'm piqued.

2005-02-26T22:37:00.000+08:00

Today we had CIP. For the first time in my entire life i stepped into a one room flat. It is so puny. Their rent is about $20 a month and they live off social services. We went into each house and talked to them for a while after giving them a bag of rice and a hamper. Just after visiting the first house, we went towards the lift, and there was this old lady in a wheelchair who asked why we didn't visit her. It was really akward, and the adult volunteer busy with figuring out which house was next. SO there we were, wierd, standing in front of her door, with only one hokkien speaker there. Now, in retrospect, i think it's simply hilarious.

I've come to realise how privilaged i am to have a nice, bigger house. But it just so happens that after a few days, the gratefulness wears off. Well. There's church tomorrow. Hopefully i'll learn something for once. :)

2005-02-25T17:53:00.000+08:00

it's been quite some time since i last blogged. lots has happened, but i think i'll bore everyone out with everything, so i'll just not say anything. i'm feeling really wierd now. like everything i'm doing is wrong. and this urge to laugh but yet i can't.

today was simply school. it's been tiring ever since the camp, and i can hardly concentrate. i'm missing my precious drama- two whole sessions. oh well. sat, hopefully.

2005-02-13T18:34:00.000+08:00

Church again. I simply can't get over the niceness of the new place! -squeals!!

2005-02-12T22:28:00.000+08:00

YOU ARE WORTH WAITING FOR.

That's what we've been telling at least a million people in the streets of orchard for the entire day today. We even were featured on the news (heheh. kimberly!). We were selling these purity bands, along with the message of ABSTINENCE. Like, lotsa people were like going, "What on earth is abstinence?" and so we go on about not having sex before marriage. We met ALOT of caucasians and blacks. Me and auddie were like drooling over them the moment they passed. THEY WERE SUCH HUNKAMAMAS. We sold most of them to caucasians and blacks. Foreigners. Main reason was 'cause we were outside the Grand Hyatt. And there was this sad case lah. This ang moh we approached was all, "I'd really like to buy one, but it's the principle of the matter. (whatever that means.) I can't buy it because i'm bad. I can't buy the band because i can't buy the message. I'm sorry." Then i just stared at audrey.

I really love the bands. They're really nice looking. But i am SO DEAD TIRED. Walking around Orchard road the ENTIRE DAY.

2005-02-08T14:27:00.000+08:00

ARRHH. I hate xingnan.

I came ALL THE WAY from GEYLANG EAST AVE 1 and you tell me THE SCHOOL'S CLOSED. I spent 2 ENTIRE HOURS getting there and back. And they give me that oh-so-polite sweet look, "Sorry, girl. The school's closed and all the teachers have gone home. "

Teacher's day. 8 MORE MONTHS. How am i to survive?

2005-02-05T13:14:00.000+08:00

Leaving On A Jet Plane
by The Corrs

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
I'm standing here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye

But the dawn is breaking it's early morn
The taxi's waiting he's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could die

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
'cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe I hate to go

There's so many times I've let you down
So many times I've played around
I tell you now they don't mean a thing

Everyplace I go I'll think of you
Every song I sing I'll sing for you
When I come back I'll wear your wedding ring

Well the time has come to leave you
One more time let me kiss you
Then close your eyes and I'll be on my way

Dream about the days to come
When I won't have to leave you alone
About the times I won't have to say...

2005-02-01T21:16:00.000+08:00

I'm a long term kinda girl. If you ask me a question, chances are, i can't produce a good offhand answer. So don't ask me questions that need thinking and expect an answer right away. Most of the time, after being asked something, i get nervous and give a stupid answer. Then right after that, i go home and think about it, and i'm able to actually come up with a really good answer. But i know the chance is gone. So don't get all shocked and surprised if i answer a question you asked ages ago. I'm like that. Typical me. Why am i harping on the topic of questions? Cuz i was asked one.

2005-01-29T18:16:00.000+08:00

no words can express the way i feel now.

2005-01-23T18:32:00.000+08:00

Our time is short. We need to be with each other. If the end of the world comes right now, what would you want to do last? Maybe it's something you thought you needed to do at first. Now, It's Time. It's beyond BGR. It's beyond dying a virgin. It's beyond wasting your life away. It's beyond eating, drinking and being merry. It's about you. Can you not sense the urgency of the moment? Who knows, what if you step out onto the streets and get hit by a car? Would you go to heaven or hell? It's time now to think about life. Or rather, beyond life. No one wants to go to hell. Have you confirmed your place in heaven? Have you spent your life meaningfully and purposefully? There's no time to procrasinate. I would hate to think that you would be snapped up by the jaws of death even before you can do anything. It's Time. It may not be the end of the world, but death is drawing near. Falling sick, suicide. Many things could happen. God is just waiting for you. He's standing outside the door of your heart, waiting. He's waiting for you to respond to His love. He's waiting for you to open your heart to Him. He's waiting for you to do great things for Him. He's waiting for you. Outside right now. He's loving you, because He made you. He did not create you to succumb to satan and death. He created you for His love and ultimate will. He loves you. He's waiting.

2005-01-21T21:15:00.000+08:00

Ignite conference. Signed up for today. Yesterday's service was great. Simply great.

2005-01-15T09:43:00.000+08:00

Back from sec one camp. Surprisingly is till have my voice intact. all that screaming for NOTHING. Wanted to lose my voice. It was FUN. Had so much FUN. We had like, these 7 or 8 stations, and the first was like, this bench brimming with flour, and you're supposed to slide across with your butts, while the BB guys throw water bombs at you. But of course, i didn't do it, cuz i'm the PEER LEADER. But everyone got at least a little wet, Except those who were excused, which was ALOT. Well anyway it was FUN. But tiring as well.

My class had like, three VERY lame cheers, and since it's so lame, i decided to post it.

Smiley smiley boy
Smiley smiley girl
everything zhi dao
nothing bu zhi dao
yin wei wo men shi
1-5 de ren!

1-5 and the rest
1-5 and the rest
1-5's the genius
the others insane
1-5 and the rest
1-5 and the rest
1-5, 1-5 is the
best best best best best best best best BEST!!

and the last one was totally unoriginal

1-5 ke bah bah
ole ole ah ah
1-5 ke bah bah
ole ole ah ah
shout it out
yeah!
shout it out
yeah!
ohhh... 1-5!!

2005-01-10T20:55:00.000+08:00

Ok. Look. We have 3 periods before recess. And after recess, OH. BOY. 7 whole periods. 245 minutes. around 4 hours!!! Can you believe this? And it's like, physics, english, chinese, geography AND math. Can you believe this?? Arrrrrgh..

2005-01-08T16:07:00.000+08:00

I'VE GOT A HAIRCUT!!! And MY FINGERS ARE GIVING ME PAIN!! And I CAN PLAY CONSUMING FIRE ON THE GUITAR!! I am so proud of myself. I played the guitar along with the CD. Hahahahahah. i just wanted to hear what i sounded like if i played in a band. HAHAH. I am soooooo so so so missing ALT. and 7 wonders. FAITH 2-1 IN GENERAL!! But it's okay. 'Cause F 3-2 isn't that bad. And i llooooooooove add math. it's like, pretty easy, and jj's amusing my pants off.

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2005-01-04T17:30:00.000+08:00

First day of school. Hmm.. I think it was pretty fun. I've got a sudden enthusiasm for school. And i'm beginning to think that Sec one pals is annoying. I hate being dragged out in the middle of class to laze around doing absolutely nothing. People here want to study can? And those BRIGHT ORANGE TEES ARE PURE DISGUSTISM. If there's such a word. I'm here beginning to like math, and you're there dragging me away from my precious lessons. I'm starting to like school.

2005-01-02T17:44:00.000+08:00

Was going through my diary for the past year. And it turns out that i haven't had a very good start to 2004. At least i think so. But for now, i am determined to make the best out of my year. And more importantly, life.

I don't like making resolutions. 'Cause i know i can't carry them out; which is why i wasn't specific in my resolutions. General is good.

I like things, they're so patient and good. They'll do anything you ask; anything at all. If only you understand their nature and treat them well. Things never make me nervous the way people do. Even i make myself nervous.

2004-12-31T13:16:00.000+08:00

new year's coming. everyone drawing up their plans. resolutions. since everyone's doing that, i think i would too.

i think the very first on my list should be God. i've been pretty distant for the first part of my life. and then the turning point of my life came. i guess born again people do that alot. but then again, not many people are able to stay that way forever. people like paul. people like Jesus. i guess everyone wants to be a spiritual giant. maybe sometimes for the wrong reasons. fame. but i think God really would be disappointed. i mean, He gave up everything for me. and i give him this. a mess that needs alot of effort to clear up. i really want to be able to please Him, but it's hard. very hard. hopefully i can be closer to Him. appreciate Him more. stick close. live out His plan for my life. at least try.
relationships. i'm glad i made the decision not to date till 19. this part's pretty easy to live out. and i've got great girls to help me along. we're in it together. it's easy. simple.
studies. they're important. this resolution has been on my list since the day i was born, but i never ever got to live it out till the end of the year. i guess it's "history repeats itself" again. i'll just have to try harder.
my FATS. uggh. erhh.. i'll try to do something. yeah.

i think that covers just about everything. but i know that with determination and courage, and more importantly, with God's help, i can pull this through. i'll just take life minute by minute. and when this journey called life is through, i know i can be satisfied.

2005 theme- to live is Christ. to die is gain.

i won't have anything to lose.

2004-12-30T13:34:00.000+08:00

sit down. blah away. legs ache. arrrrgh. i barely know what i'm talking about. i'm no good with words. i hate words. i hate pop. i hate this. i hate me for being me. i hate me for liking him. i hate everything about me. i hate me hating me. the hatred is boiling well. just letting off steam sometimes is okay right?

2004-12-28T17:02:00.000+08:00

here's a dedication to my bestest pals. if you wanna consider yourself one of my great friends, go ahead, it's for you.

thanks for being there when i was down
thanks for laughing when i clowned around
thanks for talking to me, make me feel part of you
thanks for sharing the best brand of shampoo
thanks for listening when i needed to rant
thanks for fussing over me like an aunt
thanks for going out with me, when we were bored
thanks for not laughing, when i mistook that chord
thanks for telling me your innermost thoughts
thanks for accepting me, and all my faults
thanks for telling me that i am good enough
thanks for sharing your marshmallow fluff
thanks for joining my crazy antics
thanks for teaching me all those semantics
thanks for warning me when you think what i do's wrong
thanks for being patient when i was headstrong
thanks for everything that you've done for me
and i hope for life, friends we can be.

2004-12-28T09:27:00.000+08:00

i dreamt of daniel last night. and how much i remember him. he had gone for the gifted programme in another school in primary three. he was my 3rd crush in my whole life. i could name all my crushes in chronological order. ernest, joshua, daniel, william, darren, and the last i shall not disclose. the first was in kindergarten. we'd play together, and walk back from school together; our moms were friends. i remember waving to him vigorously everyday from across the street that lay between our two homes, and i remember wanting to be a nurse when i heard that he wanted to be a doctor when he grew up. i think i considered him my boyfriend, but i can't remember. then there was joshua. he was my father's boss' youngest son. i had gone with my father, when i was 6, to the US, and his boss' family had gone along too. and while my dad and the boss, uncle victor, worked, his wife would take me and the youngest two children out. me, joshua and josephine. we went to disneyland, seaworld, and all the places of interest that interested my 6-year-old eyes. i flipped through a few photos once, of my trip, and i saw how close i leaned towards joshua when i took photos. and i remember when we went on a shopping trip, josephine had commented that we looked as though we were a couple. and i remember my face going red. and william. he had been my classmate for 4 years, since primary one. and i started liking him in primary 3. his surname also was Lim, and so he always sat in front or behind me during the exam period. we talked in between papers, and at that time, the "in" thing among the guys was eraser spinners. he had given me one. and i treasured it alot. until my brother came and used it. i got so mad that i locked it up inside my diary. and then there was darren. i'd known him in primary 3. he was in the english club, and i was too. he probably doesn't know i exist, so i admired him from a distance. but he was short. and this year's teacher's day, i saw him in a fairfield meth uniform.

infatuation may just be that, but sometimes it hurts so bad. it ground me up and brewed me into soup. i'd bet many people my age are suffering that too. i'd promised myself the beginning of the year to try not to have any more crushes. i want to wait till the time is right. it'd taste sweeter. it's like, running after a train, and when you catch it, you have a sense of accomplishment, and the journey would feel much better. i don't know about everyone else, but at least i know i'm grateful.

2004-12-27T13:45:00.000+08:00

pressing on

I think we're going somewhere
We're on to something good here
Out of mind, out of state
Trying to keep my head on straight
I think we're going somewhere
We're on to something good here
There's only one thing left to do
Drop all I have and go with you
Somewhere back there I left my worries all behind
My problems fell out of the back of my mind
We're going and I'm never knowing
Never knowing where we're going
To go back where I was would just be wrong

I'm pressing on, pressing on
all my distress is going, going gone
(pressing on, pressing on)
And I won't sit backand take this anymore
'Cause I'm done with that
I've got one foot out the door
And to go back where I was would just be wrong
I'm pressing on

I think we're going somewhere
We're onto something good here
Out of mind, out of state
Trying to keep my head on straight
I think we're going somewhere
We're on to something good here
Adversity, we get around it
Searched for joy, in you I found it

You look down on me but you don't look down on me at all.
You smile and laugh and I feel the love you have for me
I think we're going somewhere
We're on to something good here
and we're gonna make it after all

2004-12-27T09:04:00.000+08:00

who am i?
i am the fading breath
who am i?
i am the grass that sways with the wind
who am i?
i am the falling glass bowl

who am i?

i am incomplete

who am i?

i am no one

who am i?

i am nothing

who am i?

i am worthless

who am i?

i am shameful

who am i?

i am iniquitous

who are you?

i am the creator

who are you?

i am the maker

who are you?

i am great

who are you?

i am the almighty

who are you?

i am the one who cares for you

who are you?

i am the Father

who are you?

i am the Son

who are you?

i am the spirit

who are you?

i am one

who are you?

i am the life

who are you?

i am the way

who are you?

i am who i am, now who are you?

i am complete

i am valuable

i am a life

i am yours.

2004-12-24T18:08:00.000+08:00

dear readers,
if you are strongly offended by christians, or God, or you're an atheist, please do not read on. thankew!

and yes! the day many kids have been waiting for. CHRISTMAS IS HERE!! i know i've been looking forward to the presents, candy canes, christmas decorations, and basically everything that has to do with christmas. but as christians, we know that christmas is more than that. we know that this is the day that Jesus was born more than 2000 years ago. we know that after this day, our sins would be forgiven, and we'd live a life, that we don't even deserve, forever in heaven after we die. we KNOW that we are gonna live forever. we were supposed to burn in hell, but because our sins have been paid for by death on the cross by Jesus Christ, we can look forward to heaven! i know i may not be perpetually thankful, but at least i thank Him from time to time. God bless you this christmas season!

2004-12-21T14:38:00.000+08:00

i suddenly realise how truely blessed i am. i've got a great family, a beautiful buncha girlfriends, and i don't have alot of money. at least i know when i walk down the streets, i know i won't be recognised, for someone good or bad. i think i'm pretty satisfied with my life. just was scanning through the singapore idol pages in starhub's site, and i realise how hard it must be, not to be appreciated as an individual, but as a celebrity or superstar. yes, they've got great voices. and they have the chance to showcase it. i bet they never saw what came coming. the fans, the million autographs, the interviews, the people who boo you. i still think they've done a great job throughout the competition. they manage to keep themselves godly and spiritual through it all. God has been great in their lives. i know God can be great in my life too. i just know he has a GREAT plan for me. all for me. and all i have to do is live it out till my dying day. it's a great future ahead. and i'm looking forward to it. i simply love being the me i really am.

2004-12-20T01:15:00.000+08:00

i think i'm overly sensitive. sometimes it's a good thing. i think it is. i feel a deep sense of pity when i see some beggar along the streets. and when i pass them by, i know i should have done somthing, and really feel like going back to pop a few coins into the box. but i don't. i never do. it's all feelings. i never am able to turn them into actions. maybe i feel embarassed. but if i try to convince myself that i'm embarassed, it makes me feel worse. can someone help me? remind me when we go out, to GIVE. thank you.

i badly need someone to talk to. someone i can talk to about anything. i feel like i'm yelling into a void. vacuum. and i mean anything. God, Jesus, christian faith, life, love, money management, anything. please, whoever you are. pleease. i want to be able to talk about my parents, and cry, and talk, and know that you'll just listen. now i face a machine. i can't do anything. i'm helpless. someone help me.

2004-12-17T16:30:00.000+08:00

a warning to my dear readers.
caution: the following post contains a lot of dry, boring information. if you are weak hearted or pregnent, do not read. thank you for your co-operation.

let's see what's happened in my day so far. i've gone to popular to get some of my school books. my mom and i were like, checking out some of the books, and this guy came up from behind us and asked us if we were looking for books. so i'm here thinking, duh. but he looked pretty ok. so my mom said yah. then he was all hi-may-i-help-you-my-name-is-mr.-super-efficient, and he got all the books he could find in my booklist. except those they hadn't had yet. so we looked around for a while, and got my siblings this assesment book pack which comes with a free bag, and my mom was like oh the bag is quite nice, and i'm like yah ok lah. so she got it. and when we went to get the books paid for, they gave us this lucky draw thingamajit, and so while i filled it up for my mom, she suddenly dissappeared. literally. like, poof! and went to get a refund for one of my books. one of the english ones. 'cause she found out that it was net priced, and couldn't use her oh-so-all-purpose-popular-student-card to get a discount. and so she got her money back. all $8.80 intact in her purse as we speak. and on the way back, she was explaining to me. and she said "so how? your mommy fierce anot?" then i'm like thinking, no lah. i'm used to it. but i told her "yah" anyway. oh well. there's my boring day for you.

2004-12-16T16:48:00.000+08:00

last night, my brother and i played masak masak at this reeeally ungodly hour. like, 10 or 11. i couldn't believe myself. and then we cooked a chicken-and-potato-and-peas-and-french-fries-and-ice-cream soup. it was delicious. and he asked me whether i wanted i-kim(his version of ice cream. he can't pronounce.) and bwad (bread). we had such fun. and we brewed a tea on the stove for like, an hour or so, and he spilled it while serving it to my mom. oh well. he's like that.

just came back from a christmas lunch. i'm still wearing the long white dress. marriot hotel. i felt like a bridesmaid. it was awesome. i ate so much my tummy almost burst. almost. and then we went shopping. with my mom's $50 voucher at takashimaya and $10 at tangs. we got this handbag for me, my sis and my cousin from taka-blah, and these board/bored games from tangs. like, i never walked so much in my entire day. i'm pooped. need rest.

2004-12-14T23:12:00.000+08:00

just came back from BBQ. AND YOU KNOW WHAT I FOUND OUT?????i found out that when it takes us like, 3 boxes of matches and 6-7 fire starters, it can take my dad 2 fire starters and 1 match to get the barbeque fire going nice and great. MY DAD IS AWESOME!! :p. i know how that sounds, but, WHO CARES?? heheh. oh well. i bet i can learn. BUT THAT'S LIKE,TOTALLY GREAT RIGHT?? OOOHH WEEE!!

2004-12-13T13:49:00.000+08:00

A to Z

Although things are not perfect

Because of trial or pain

Continue in thanksgiving

Do not begin to blame

Even when the times are hard

Fierce winds are bound to blow

God is forever able

Hold on to what you know

Imagine life without His love

Joy would cease to be

Keep thanking Him for all the things

Love imparts to thee

Move out of "Camp Complaining

"No weapon that is known

On earth can yield the power

Praise can do alone

Quit looking at the future

Redeem the time at hand

Start every day with worship

To "thank" is a command

Until we see Him coming

Victorious in the sky

We'll run the race with gratitude

Xalting God most high

Yes, there'll be good times and yes some will be bad, but...

Zion waits in glory...where none are ever sad!

2004-12-12T21:59:00.000+08:00

it's moments like this i love
moments like this
i feel warm inside
moments like this
i feel loved
moments like this
i feel thanked
moments like this
i want to go out there and simply love.
moments like this
i know love is around
moments like this
i know God is around
moments like this
i want to reach out
moments like this
i want to touch people's hearts.

2004-12-12T21:53:00.000+08:00

sheesh this looks wierd. needs minor adjustments.

2004-12-09T11:27:00.000+08:00

just to get you in the christmasy mood, here's me and my bro fooling around in santa's hats.
backstage hands

2004-12-09T11:11:00.000+08:00

show me

show me a mountain, i'll show you a valley
show me a river, i'll show a flood
show me a baby, i'll show a thief
show me a computer, i'll show a virus
show me a doctor, i'll show you illness
show me life, i'll show you death
show me food, i'll show famine
show me beauty, i'll show fire
show me scholars, i'll show the brain dead
show me truth, i'll show a lie
show me happiness, i'll show you fear
show me money, i'll show you bankruptcy
who am i?
me.

2004-12-08T16:56:00.000+08:00

ZANN's partae!! whoope! bbq, fun, presents, fun, fun, and more fun!! hahah. ok. madness. aaarrgh. nth to say. eeeee. byeee!

2004-12-07T11:48:00.000+08:00

what's the dream life?

is it to have a job, a big house or a great car? live with the love of your life? is that life? what are you supposed to do?

is life all about love? what kind of love? romance? family? motherly love? what if you don't have any of that? is that equivalent to no life?

is life about looks? without good looks, no one loves you? and if you have it all, is that life?

what about your job? no job, no money, no life? is that it?

if anyone has answers, IM me.

2004-12-06T21:51:00.000+08:00

no post for quite some time. maybe i ran out of ideas. or i was tired of blogging. or maybe i didn't go through much during the day. or maybe i didn't have the time and energy to blog. a million reasons. excuses. whatever. too much of a good thing is bad. and all my periods are popping up like daisys. see? again. that's when i'm feeling dry. oh well. i hope i bored you out enough. see if i have more next time. tata.

2004-12-05T18:46:00.000+08:00

Acceptable blog ideas for teenagers.

Its evident people. Whenever you surf blogs. Three quarts are by teenagers. And their entries are roughly on the same issues, as if they attended a seminar on "Acceptable blog entries to write".

Maybe there was and I slept through it. But nonetheless. Here is the list!

1) On the top of the list. Always write about a crush you cant have. Lament on not seeing him or texting him. Also, do write about how you met him or her when you were out and were truly captivated by that sweet smile( even though he or she doesnt have a fascinating smile ). If you faciliate a typical Ops-I-bump into-you sequence, write it in your blog and relate to your audience how you feel when you touched your crush. Squeal, whine, excite. Whatever. write!

2) If you are not one of the sad bloggers who write about having a crush and not doing anything about it, and INCIDENTALLY have a significant other. Do write about what you two did together that day. Even though NO ONE wants to hear your boring plight of baby talk with each other, or how sweet a smile your significant other has ( refer to point 1 ), its alright! Write away! Most blogs will be infested with the preceding point idea that your blog is actually HAPPY. -gasp!

3)If you have not decide on your orientation of liking yet... The first two points cant really work out. In this sort of situation. Write about your day. How you chilled ( politically incorrectly--> rotted ) your day away. Tell your audience that as you were on your bed, you notice this interesting speck of dust that you didnt notice yesterday. Describe its color, texture, shape. Bore your audience and then insinuate the fact that you are free and want to go out.

4)If you are those who dont really type long, try the inverse cappings,LikE tHiS. Comprehending words used in such a stylistic feature take double the time! Consequently, your short entry may actually take much longer to read than a normal entry. You have managed to make your audience stay!

5) Go on a whining spree! If you are a girl. Ask your audience if your butt looks big in this trousers or skirt. For guys. Ask whether you can score with this hot chick that you tried to pick up in the cafe. Offer another perspective of yourself, different from the one you show in real life. People will see you as deep, elusive, and introspective. Score!

Covered are the basic blog entry ideas to work around. If it still fails. Celebrate a friends birthday on every article! Sing praises about the birthday person and paste pictures of you two together. Type in caps the person name and help him or her get her crush ( refer to point 1) . You will be thanked!

If all else backfires. Add music, chic design, tagboard; anything that allows interaction between the writer and the reader. People loved to be heard and this allow an avenue to voice out that pent up frustration on theirs. No worries for those insults you will get. Many offer the option to delete certain posts made by people. Chic design tricks the audience to believe that its a different blog than the rest. And tempts the audience to stay; and, well, maybe read. Always have a conversation on your tagboard! Thus, even though you have boring entries, people will return to check whether their tag has been acknowledged. Naturally when reading their own tag, they will want to see if there's anything new that your wrote.

And with that final point. I end this article on " How to blog for teenagers". Dont believe what I say. Go to any teen blogs. 8 out of 10 teens blog follow such guidelines.

Clem's blog. http://how_peculiar.blogspot.com

2004-11-27T17:15:00.000+08:00

i'm baaack! missed me? of courrse. this is the duh-est question. let's have a flashback on my past week.

saturday.
went to cousin's house. for steamboat and bbq. uncle's birthday. yum.

sunday.
church. lunch at tiong bahru. shoe broke. youth meeting.

monday.
cell was cancelled. went out with zann. then to her place.

tuesday.
rotted at home. read. rotted some more.

wednesday.
went to dad's office. helped him do filing. had indian for lunch.

thursday.
cell. nam diwee and me only. mr tay's anniversary. hung out there. adora kenneth and people.

friday.
hung out with siblings. raffles place. winnie the pooh. city link mall. home to pizza and spaghetti.

saturday.
went swimming. just came back. ate.

there. my week.

2004-11-20T11:32:00.000+08:00

I was standing in the rain (I thought about you)
I was riding on the train (I thought about you)
Saw two lovers start to kiss (I thought about you)
Had to hold back the tears (I thought about you)
Bought a pillow for my room (I thought about you)
Heard Alicia sing a tune (I thought about you)
Right from this heart of mine (I thought about you)
I wanted you every time (I thought about you)
Had a lovely day today (I thought about you)
Wasn’t hard to get through (I thought about you)
Took a walk with myself (I thought about you)
Wish it could’ve been with you (I thought about you)

i thought about you

2004-11-19T14:07:00.000+08:00

time

Boredom.
it slowly eats away at me.
Time procrasinates.
it torments.
the suffering i undergo
seems a little harder
a little tougher
more energy consuming.
i waste away
Time
which seemed so precious to me
is now dripping away slowly
Time
endlessly falling away
from earth
into space
floating amongst the stars
it joins forces
with Boredom
to bite me
i dissolve
under its powerful influence
i am hypnotised.
i utter nonsense.
i am shunned
the Silence overpowers
and Insanity beckons
fun?
evanescent
they only source
of something close
to fun
would be
the toilet.
the
stinking
toilet.

2004-11-18T09:16:00.000+08:00

my mother's cling wrap doesn't work.

she tried covering her precious, sweet, fresh-from-the-over banana muffins with it, but in vain. the edges are loose, full of spaces that any intelligent and could get in.

along with defective clingwrap, her kitchen is lined with several more useless articles. she has a whole collection of assorted rusty cookie cutters. upon furthur interrogation, she claims they are means for an interesting contraption know as "playdough".
the cookie cutters have never left the cupboard.

next, i find a wide assortment of cake decorations. she has managed to salvage these valuable items from past ordered bakery birthday cakes. she has recently caught on the chiffon cake craze, and now has no need for them. they currently rest in peace/dust somewhere way back in one of the kitchen drawers.

i search deeperwithin the mysterious kitchen drawer, and find a small selection of tiny tupperware cubes. i vaguely remember these as the little tubs my mother had used a short way backto evenly distribute and store our daily candy ration when i was younger.

i could go on forever. however, my quest ended abruptly due to my mother's constant reminders for me to kingly exit the kitchen and go somewhere else. oh well. till next time, then. toodledoo!

2004-11-17T21:40:00.000+08:00

make your choice, adventunturous stranger;

strike the bell and bide the danger

overwhelming emotions

dangerous choices

unsatisfiable curiousity

or wonder, till it drives you mad,

what would have followed if you had.

-C.S. Lewis

2004-11-17T13:28:00.000+08:00

charmant here.i love daniel.!!!!!!!!!!!

juanita here. seems like my sister's friends love my house. because there's me in it. why is it i;'m so loveable./ i loooove typose... hteyklk oirjlklmkzsndk,. see? yes, now you knwo.l

2004-11-16T18:13:00.000+08:00

buy me a rose call me from work

which is

more important?

friendship,

a romantic

relationship?

the answers

differ

for

different

people

but as

for me,

friendship

is more

important.

have you

ever

worried

that the

things you

do to

supposedly

make

someone

happy

really

actually

makes them

sad.

show me you love me by the look in your eyes

2004-11-16T14:56:00.000+08:00

no mood to blog.

2004-11-14T13:58:00.000+08:00

came back from church. went to PMC. saw natalie and matthew. aunt got baptised. mom's thinking of putting me there for 2 mths to let my cousin warm up to the church. i said okay. it beats GBC.

camp was great. the first day, (there were only 2 days. and one night.) we went kayaking. it was pretty fun. then we had lunch. the food there was awesome. and then we did the high ropes course. and one of the stations, the twin centipede one, i climbed pretty high. mr lian said i was a monkey. hahah. funnae. then we had dinner, and we had this craaazy night walk. it totally rocked. they'd tell us all kinds of stupid stories about the place, and scare us a little, and we'd walk alone. it rocked okay. ok, i admit, i was a little scared. but it was fun. we dirtied our track pants like mad lorh. all the mud and you wouldn't want to see my shoes. it's a nightmare. okay. then the next day, we had breakfast (the bee hoon was sooooo good.) and had morning devotions and singspiration, and we had team building games. our team name was ho ho ho yang cheng. we had a great time. and the tire thingy only took the 3 guys to lift over the pole. we made the other pure girls' teams look stupid. and there was this ground sheet on this slope, and they poured soapy water all over, and we were supposed to climb up. so we went. i went first. then mr lian was shocked, and he said i was spider man. but it was pretty easy lah. everyone went up. and he gave us bonus points!! we all had lotsa fun. then we washed the toilets, which totally rocked okay. we cleaned it until you can probably eat from it. i was so proud of it can? then mrs lim had to come in to check, then she DIDN'T TAKE OFF HER SHOES, AND DIRTIED THE WHOLE PLACE UP. ok, maybe not the whole place lah. just a few spots, but after we worked so hard.. so sad lehh. but we all had lots of fun. sigh. till next time, folks.

2004-11-13T15:28:00.000+08:00

just came back from camp. exhausted. which is an understatement. uggh. the campsite was beautiful. i forgot the name of the place, but it was new. i'll fill in the details when i'm more.. energised.

2004-11-10T21:39:00.000+08:00

the blankness of the empty page stares at me. it draws me. invites me in.

and i, hypnotised, lift my hands to the keyboard, and type. every finger knows its place, the words flow steadily like water.

the music playing on the computer envelopes me. i close my eyes draw in a breath, and laugh. loud and long. a giggle, rather.

i think of the past 24 hours, in the soft, yellow (or is it orange?) glow of the table lamp on my left. now, my words are jolted from time to time by the irritating sounds of the instant messages coming in. now i wonder how one can still be creatively in contact with the cyber world with all the interruptions. the moments that there are no sounds, only the soothing coolness of worship songs to the God of my fathers, i close my eyes once more and think of what heaven will be like.

i imagine white, fluffy clouds and huge castles housing only one person. but there are, of course, such things as sleepovers in heaven, aren't there? but then again, no one sleeps in heaven. everyone only thinks about God and praises him all the time. no; time does not exist in heaven.

we sit on God's lap and recount our adventures and misadventures during our time on earth. we tell Him how we regret swimming deep in the sea of sin, and how we wished we could have entered glory earlier, and how we dreamed of heaven, and how it isn't anything like what we thought of before, which is, of course, what i'm doing now.

then, back to reality. i think about the day that has come and gone, and wonder if my Dad in heaven is proud of me. i fear. i no longer want to live in the darkness of the past, and look forward to the future; more adventures in life, with my Father God by my side guiding me along. all i do is choose to listen to Him, and i won't go wrong.

2004-11-10T20:16:00.000+08:00

beverly's autograph. for those who have eye problems, it's To Jayne, Hope your exams went well and enjoy the holidays!
Love, (her signiture) (Beverly Montana)

2004-11-10T20:13:00.000+08:00

david yeo's autograph. :)

2004-11-10T18:46:00.000+08:00

today:

1. slacked at home.
2. charm asked for me and zann to go over.
3. rotted while my younger sister's classmates came over. (there were practically a thousand of them there.)
4. got ticked off by her classmates. (i tell you, her entire class' girls were there okay.)
5. zann asked for me to go over to her house.
6. got dressed. (i learned that the worship camp tee doesn't match with 3/4s)
7. went to zann's hse.
8. there we painted our nails black and sprayed air freshener around the room.
9. i came back.
10. plopped in front of the comp screen.
11. here i am now.

and do you know what? my sister told her friend who i like? do you have any idea how mad i am now?

2004-11-10T13:11:00.000+08:00

http://fiendster.com/

hahah.

2004-11-09T15:07:00.000+08:00

now i've got just enough energy to post. guess what happened yesterday? if you've read charm ex zann's blog, you'll know. we saw david yeo and beverly at starbucks at plaza sing. we asked politely for their autographs and they were like, both of us? and i was like yarh. and he asked us our names. and he said my name was unique. jayne, that is. and ex zann charm's too. and zann ex charm was like, you're a retarded david yeo fan. and i'm like HELLO?? even if it were any other s'pore idol finalist, i'd still go okay. me and charm ex zann were like, this is a once in a lifetime thing. it's now or never. and so we went forth. we had a great chat. and david yeo was wearing this pink cap and pink shoes. beverly asked me what i thought of it, and i just blurted out "it's girly" without thinking. and she was like "yes! you see! i told you!" and then i said "maybe girly is the new manly" and he said "i think pink is the new black" and beverly was like, "that was the thing last season!"

beverly smokes. she's catholic. can you believe it?? lol. and david yeo is down there patiently second-hand smoking. uggh. but he did invite her to his church. because he asked us where we were studying. and he said GMSS is near his church. and he told beverly, "and you better come" and she invited him to her catholic church. and it was so messy and all. phew!

Juanita : BIllaboNG suX, I hAte billaboNG

2004-11-09T12:18:00.000+08:00

don't feel like blogging now. but i will. my fingers feel tired. they need rest. so why am i doing this? search me. uggh.

2004-11-08T01:05:00.000+08:00

sadness. happiness. joy. pain. guilt. ecstacy. emotions.
do you think it's okay to feel negative thoughts?
and emotions?

yeah
i think so too.
what do you feel when someone close to you passes on?

yeah. i'd feel sad too. believe me. my grandad died just last week. of course i'm sad. just because i've got the creator of heaven and earth living in me i have absolutely NO reason to be sad? there's a saying that goes "the will of God will never lead you to where the grace of God cannot keep you."
YES, God will pull you through. He put you in there, and He's gotta get you out. why on earth would He put you in a situation where you can't handle anything. you're on autopilot man! you're the pilot, He's the plane.
(man i love illustrations.)
and yes, it's okay to feel sad. HELLOO! even Jesus, the big man himself felt sad. don't you know? the shortest verse in the bible tells of Jesus grieving. He is God. and He felt sad. it's okay to be sad. everyone gets sad sometimes. especially girls. mood swings and all.

so lighten up, zann.

or jayne. whatever. God's always there for you. :)

2004-11-08T00:38:00.000+08:00

okay. i've had enough of lagging comps, bizzare health freaks, mad scientist wannabes and dieting, excersising people who think they resemble manatees. because all of the above describe me. okay.. maybe not hte mad scientist part, but i guess that's me in a nutshell. but there are other more important aspects. i was just naming the bad ones. i love God, i love my friends, my sisters (fake and real) and brothers. and my folks. and my pet ant, ant the third.

i hate confusion

i hate confusion

i hate confusion

i hate confusion

don't ask me why. i just hate it.

today was pretty much okay. went for church and went to view the new location. very far okay! like, lakeside leh. i feel so singlish. blaa. oh well. and lunch at SAFRA. yeah. came home. electricity just tripped (ahh.. that explains the disconnecting) and recovered by the electrician. blogged. yeah. 24 hrs in a nutshell. minus the unimportant stuff. that's it. got moooood swings.

we are the reason

i am the reason.

2004-11-06T10:42:00.000+08:00

yikes!! relient k rawks ma world!! rockin', rockin', rockin'..

2004-11-06T10:37:00.000+08:00

go anti-chinese!!

2004-11-05T13:41:00.000+08:00

a nice picture drawn by our very own picasso- amanda wing

2004-11-05T13:06:00.000+08:00

newton sitting under the durian tree

2004-11-05T12:52:00.000+08:00

nam's window. bleahx! :P

2004-11-05T11:59:00.000+08:00

hahahah.

i quote.

Vanilla.
1662, from Sp. vainilla "vanilla plant," lit. "little pod," dim. of vaina "sheath," from L. vagina "sheath" (see vagina). So called from the shape of the pods. European discovery 1521 by Hernando Cortes' soldiers on reconnaissance in southeastern Mexico. Meaning "conventional, of ordinary sexual preferences" is 1970s, from notion of whiteness and the common choice of vanilla ice cream. Vanillin is from 1868.

from: http://www.etymonline.com/

2004-11-04T12:51:00.000+08:00

i've traded names with zann so now i'm zann and she's jayne.

2004-11-04T11:01:00.000+08:00

i'm playing sesame street online with my little baby brother. i have come to fully appreciate the importance and flexibility of the vanilla flavour. it can become a fragrance; the ambi pur thingy, or aroma therapy. it can blend well with not only chocolate BUT strawberry ice cream a well. vanilla is a wonderful thing. it is. it can also taste just as great by itself as an ice cream. it's great. don't you think so too?

2004-11-03T17:41:00.000+08:00

went for drama today, but not before lunch with deedee, jojo, jayne, jonathan. *phew. btw, i traded names with zann, so now i'm zann and zann's jayne. lol. GET USED TO IT. went to bugis.. mosburger. and we all chatted awhile. like DUh, cuz we had till 2:30, and it was only 12:30 when we reached school. it was so hot. hahah we were all sweating like pigs on spits. lol. hilarious mee. and drama was so dramamama okay.. we acted twice. uggh. twice!! with the same topic!! ho boy. life's like that. all i can do is accept it and live with it. the sheer irony of it all! i can't take this anymore. sigh. i'm bored and stuck with this 98 com. it's practically from the STONE AGE!! some one cheer me up pleeeese.. God send help!!

2004-11-03T12:01:00.000+08:00

yesterday i had too much time to blog. but here i am! rejoice! yes! for the Lord is with us! we went kayaking at sentosa, and had a great time. but we all got a little seasick. i know i did. and on the way to the toilet, this jap guy came up to us and started blabbing away. and we were like, huh? and he started his japanese again, and we were like HUH? and he spoke in english. and i was like, ooook. why didn't you say so earlier. and he asked"where is the toilet" in that wierd japanese accent that japanese always have. and yeah, we pointed it out. so he went a little distance towards it and then turned back to join his friends who were laughing and japanese-speaking. we know it's a dare. so there. hey that rhymes! i'm a budding poet!(hehe aud.) o well. i need to go chow. toodle doo!

2004-11-02T05:56:00.000+08:00

your face appears each night as a dream,
no nightmares come that night, no screams.
you take my hand, ask to be mine,
i gladly accept, as wholly thine.
you sweep me off my feet, in a whirl
i find myself in your arms, two entwined in a curl
i look down to you (ironically)
and your charming face is all i see
you leave me there sitting in the front row
then go backstage to prepare for the show
the lights go out, a spotlight goes on
on you, and your ex, the guitar; this won't be a yawn
you strum one chord, or three, or four,
in a blink, it's time for your encore
your turn now to smile down at me
while playing your Cs, Ds, Es and Gs
you music caresses my ears, touches my heart
every note is a work of art.
you finally finish, the crowd goes wild,
the rest of the band stopped, and they smiled
then i woke up, and as i began to realise
my dream will never ever materialize
now i drift from class to class
in deep hope that you'll pass
but no, i'm a nobody in your eyes,
but till the moment i am, i won't look at other guys
that day, i know, will never come
why do i wait? i'm such a bum

from me to you

2004-11-01T16:25:00.000+08:00

hahah

2004-10-31T18:02:00.000+08:00

here i am Lord,
take my life,
use me
i don't want to let you down
yet again;
i've done that
a time too many.
i need you
badly,
though sometimes,
i don't show it
i know
your love is
true
you've given me
more than
enough chances
and more
love than i can
ever imagine.
thank you for that.
i've prayed this
many times
but it only lasts
a week or two.
it fades
like a dream
i am only human
i really really
need your help
with this
thank you
in advance for
answering my prayers
thank you Father
in Jesus name,
amen.

2004-10-29T23:18:00.000+08:00

back from faith 2-1 chalet. it was so sucessful okay.. i marinated the chicken wings for the afternoon. then we try to separate it when we first brought it back. we spent very little time thawing it.

waht? we were late ok. stupid school. why so far from downtown east..

it was real fun okay. then the people started streaming in but we still had to wait for an adult (ms kehk) to book the BBQ pit.

but SO FEW PEOPLE WENT!! well, we had a great time. you missed it. so fine.

hahah. the wire mesh we bought was too small. so ms kehk so poor thing have to buy one from cheers. from CHEERS lehh.. so ex.

blah. hahah. reminds me of this morning when they were announcing the results of that stupid quiz thing for the sec 3s. their group names were so funny! there was one called blah, one called anything and another called lollipop. hahah. so funny. sec 3 is a fun year.

and can you imagine? we can't be called sec 2s anymore! not lower sec anymore either! we're upper sec! new uniforms! metal badges!

wooohoo! (which reminds me of Beverly Loohoo) o well. today was fun. VERY. and the day before that too. sigh. i love post exam periods. ahh.. don't you? o well. i'm DEAD BEAT. cya folks. miss ya f 2-1!

2004-10-28T19:15:00.000+08:00

yes! at downtown east now.. using that com. but no MSN.. o well, none of tht for one night can't kill me. it's kinda fun when you're with your friends.. BUT THE KEYBOARD'S REEEEAL HARD TO USE!!! o boy.no pain, no gain, anyway. so i'll just have to bear with it. tht's all for now. my fingrs cnt take it anymore. sighs..

2004-10-27T18:40:00.000+08:00

ok. today at school we had no apologies. that sex talk. and yes, i did take that pledge not to have pre marital sex. and yes, i am still a virgin.

it was pretty ok lah. better than what i thought it would be. and here are my views on pre marital sex

it's unhealthy.
it would not be very respectful towards your future spouse.
sex, i believe, is a by-product of a husband and wife's love.
there is a VERY high chance of getting ANY STD.
imagine if you had so much sex. what abt other healthier activities?
is life all about sex? NO.

ok. that's all i have. hope you're convinced.

2004-10-26T20:17:00.000+08:00

whahaha. i'm feeling my good(?) 'ole self now. yay! i found me! heheheh.

the me that's me right now is a pile of nonsensical, crazy skin, blood, organs and bones. and also sugar high. ssiiigghhhss. maybe not the last one. salt high, yess.

like my new skin? you'd better. i spent a hefty sum on it. time, not money. but to some, time is money. i'm not so money minded.

i like the picture. it's so nice. took it off yahoo. lol.

and i hate the song bengawan solo. its irritating. ringing in my ears. uggh.

www.not-that-ugly.co.uk

i donno how that got there. =X

:)

}:(

heheh. so cute. :p

2004-10-25T14:12:00.000+08:00

ooook.

today my

grandad was

cremated.

at mandai

crematorium

which is

really nice.

but then

again

my maternal

cousin told

me a

little bit

about

how it

works.

so i

kinda knew

what would

happen.

first we

had the

service in

a hall

and it's

REALLY

cold.

(with it

raining

and all.)

and then

they lead

you to

the viewing

gallery so

that you

can watch

the coffin

being put

or pushed

or rather,

automatically

placed

into the

furnace.

(btw,

my baby

brother

calls

the coffin

muffin.)

they use

machines

to bring

it from

one

end of

the

room(?)

to the

other.

and since

it's automated

it takes

a longer

time.

and all

through

the entire

ceremony,

i'm thinking

why don't

they just

push it?

and my

cousin

said that

it's for

people

to take

more time

to wail.

in my

case,

only my

aunt

wailed.

it was

pretty ok.

and my

brother

said the

place

was like

an airport.

in a way

it was,

cuz we're

sending the

body off.

to become

ashes.

it was

pretty cool.

from my

grandad's

death and

funeral,

i learned

a few

things.

i hate

the cremation service.

teo chew

boring

there are

such things

as old chinese

bibles.

there's much more

but i'm feeling lazy today. hahah. ciao

2004-10-24T17:31:00.000+08:00

what i want to be when i'm 31

a missionary. deff.
a mom.(nt sure)
a wife.(nt sure)
a good daughter (though this i can be onbe right now.)
have a good stable bank acocunt
have done at least 10 manicures
and maybe 5 pedicures
someone who has danced in the rain
and hugged a guy other than my dad.

that's all i can think of at the moment. feeling totally not myself right now.

2004-10-24T17:08:00.000+08:00

no school on monday.
cremation of my grandad.
my cuz said that the mandai cremation thingy is VERY dramatic.
she said that they use machines,
so it's super slow
then she says that it gives alot of time for the people to wail.
i was like
hahahahah.
and then she said
imagine if it kena stuck
waaahh
then i went
HAHAHAHAHAHAH
i'm supposed to be downstairs at the void deck
but i'm cooking nuggets for my mom.
so..
ten more minutes.
hahahah.
ciao folks.

2004-10-22T22:51:00.000+08:00

lets seee..
today we got scolded.
in the train.
but i shall not elaborate.
we went to swensens
and i had apple crumble
cuz charmant got the banana split
which she can't spell.
hahha
she was like
banaa
banna
and then banana.
and we filled in the suggestion form
under the names of annabelle lim and lily lee li li
hahah.
grandad ascended today.
yay!

2004-10-20T20:30:00.000+08:00

lalalalala.. a moment of silence for angela's departing.

okokok. that's enough silence. my ears will explode one you know.
went out with 7 wonders today.
but not exactly.
cal wasn't there.
she ruined it.
:(
she vill have to PAY!
i vill be speaking indian for tomorow you see.
or as some may call it, vonglish.
okay. i changed my mind.
i'll speak properly. hahah

2004-10-18T16:41:00.000+08:00

friendster is boredster.

boredster is friendster.

everything is dead.

i'm gna lose my head.

haha. that rhymes!

o well.

math was TUFF.

very.

but paper one was goooood.

i was like,

i LOVE math

in paper one.

THEN

came paper 2.

i nearly died.

really.

tessa was shitting away.

we could hear her

LOUD AND CLEAR.

i can't wait for the chalet.

2004-10-17T18:27:00.000+08:00

anyone got chapped lips?
use chapsticks.
got calcium deficiency?
drink milk.
broke a nail?
fake one's will fix that.
made a mistake?
use an eraser.
why does life sometimes seem just soo simple?
it's definately not.
come on man.
humans have soooo much to worry about.
we've got to worry about our lives,
our future
our children
our children's future
the environment
money
job
pride
peace
looks
health
stress-relief
land usage
garbage
the list is endless.
i view life as jail time.
jail time until the Lord calls you back.
for some lucky ones, they get to get out reeeal early in life.
but their parting is painful.
for themselves and their close ones.
and others, we have to stay in this unhealthy, defective shell of a body for a much longer time.
i mean, we can get sick any moment now.
SARS
bird flu
influenza
cancer
AIDS
hatred
and yes.
hatred.
it wells up deep inside of you and when you can't take it any more
you cry
or stress yourself out
they come out in one way or the other.
tears
seemingly superhuman strength
revenge
the more healthy way would be to talk it out.
but who does that?
people are full of anguish.
pearl harbour.
one strikes
the other revenges
everyone keeps throwing it here and there
and it eventually leads to ALOT of lives
and blood loss.
why hate?
i feel lots more free now that Jesus is in me.
i don't know why
but that's how it is
he gives me peace.
really.
his peace conquers.

2004-10-14T16:56:00.000+08:00

I wanna be a butterfly flying in the sky,
with you today
I wanna lose this old cocoon
I wanna do it soon, and fly away, away

~butterfly- seven day Jesus

People make mistakes.
We find that everything breaks.
And it always is the same:
gotta find someone to blame.
And these errors that we make
('cause we're all human earthquakes.)
Yeah, we made the hurricane,
yet we're not the ones to blame?
We point the finger even though its not polite.
We condemn the son of God
(we're hoping two wrongs make a right).
Maybe it is them. Or, maybe it is me.
Or, maybe its Maybeline.
People make mistakes.
We took the apple from the snake.
And it always is the same:
gotta find someone to blame.
Our reputations were at stake,
but the guilt we could not take.
America's gone down the drain.
The president's at fault again?
We point the finger even though it's not polite.
We condemn the son of God
(we're hoping two wrongs make a right).
The truth is, excuses are lame.
Accept consequence.
Accept the blame. We're all sinners.
We're all unclean.
Maybe we're born with it.
Or maybe its Maybeline

~maybe it's maybeline- relient k

hahahah. this band is soo cute. hahah. relient k. HAHAHAHAH

2004-10-13T18:46:00.000+08:00

lol. had a real great time today. we went to downtown east to book our chalet with ms tay. lol. we had a ride in her car, and it was soooo funny with all 4 of us talking at the same time. bev, tess, and aud. ms tay was sitting there enjoying her own driving skills. not really actually. she did listen. at BK she said we talk alot. lol. didn't realise until she said it. i like the smell of her car. vanilla! my fav! ok. enough.

what's bruce lee's fav drink?

WADA!!

2004-10-12T16:23:00.000+08:00

you know i used to watch barney and friends. there's this one guy who's pretty cute, and he's in college now. his name's Brian Eppes and he's cute. there was this 10th anniversary thing and he came back and he wore SHORTS. i can't believe it. but he's still cute. i stared at the screen. all throughout the show. he's cute cute cute cute cute. i love barney.

2004-10-12T14:48:00.000+08:00

The Pirates That Don't Do Anything

we are the pirates we don't do anything
we just stay at home, and lie around
and if you ask us, to do anything
we'll just tell you, we don't do anything

BIG LOL.

the anatomy of the tongue in cheek-pressing on
Somewhere back there I left my worries all behind.
My problems fell out of the back of my mind.
We're going and I'm never knowing where we're going.
To go back to where I was would just be wrong.
I'm pressing on.
Pressing on, all my distress is going, going, gone.
And I won't sit back, and take this anymore.
'Cause I'm done with that, I've got one foot out the door.
And to go back where I was would just be wrong
I'm pressing on.

RELIENT K RAWKS.

Guard your fragile life carefully. Only God can shape a flower but any foolish child can pull it into pieces.

2004-10-11T22:38:00.000+08:00

yawnzz... it's not all that late, and i'm not tired. just, you know, BORED. lol. chinese is a silent killer. like drugs. and smoke. the only difference? IT'S NOT ADDICTIVE. the more you take it, the more you hate it. the EXACT OPPOSITE. plus, it's a worthless language.

2004-10-09T16:57:00.000+08:00

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2004-10-09T16:03:00.000+08:00

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2004-10-07T00:23:00.000+08:00

Juan 3:16
"Dios amó tanto a la gente de este mundo, que me entregó a mí, que soy su único Hijo, para que todo el que crea en mí no muera, sino que tenga vida eterna.

lol. i love spanish.

2004-10-04T22:09:00.000+08:00

here to blog. i know. BIG duh. but it's kinda a privilage for most people now. cuz everyone's either banned, or fully restricted for the rest of thier lives. today was FUN! tessa and audrey came over and we spat into the ground and we are now bonded by the spiter-hood.(get the pun?) forget it. i'm feeling limp nad absolutely lifeless now. no emotions. my raging hormones. PMS. everything. my life is full of regrets. B-O-R-I-N-G. yawwwnn. sigh. i have absolutely nothing to say. whose mum isn't a control freak? no one right. aaggh. i'm feeling terrible now. got an itch below my chin. my hair is tickling my chin. i think that's why i've got the rash. now my cheeks are itching too. and my nose. i feel sick. as in physically sick. emotionally exhausted. spiritually worn-out. HELP ME FATHER!!!

~

2004-10-02T22:11:00.000+08:00

ok. have i blogged often? hahah. neao. ai giess thaet ai gaodda blaog naow. fer innaerpredashan, i kent give yer wean naow. sew.. hmmn. i thaink ai'm addectaed ta kempudders? i dano.. ok. i give up the accent. its confusing. very. but its nice. i like it. lots. love actually. lalala. i feel so.. free. dno why. no wait. i feel trapped. great. its one of those emotionless nights again. this is terrible. my grandad's coming to stay. probably till he dies. i think. i dno what's gna happen. i'm just an innocent lil' girl you know. well, this is all i can say for tonight. my siblings are gna start conquering me. stoopid. i hate big families. i'd prefer it if there were only 4 of us. then my littlest brother won't be around. he's a small pain in hte neck. hahah. watched malcom in the middle. and a lil' of the simpsons. funny funny funny funny. hahahahha. terrible man. i bet no one else watched it. it's re-runs. hahahh. still get a kick outta it. terrible me. poor tessa. poor tessa. ALL my condolences. so sad... moment of silence pleese.

ok. done. bye

2004-09-28T23:26:00.000+08:00

Dangerous prayer

Mother Theresa dared to pray this prayer. In fact she lived it and it took her to the slums joyfully. - Do you dare to pray this prayer?- And if you dare to pray it, do you honestly mean it?- Why not print this out right now, leave your computer to entertain itself, find some space and work through this prayer with God alone...

Deliver me, O Jesus

From the desire of being loved,
From the desire of being extolled,
From the desire of being honoured,
From the desire of being praised,
From the desire of being preferred,
From the desire of being consulted,
From the desire of being approved,
From the desire of being popular,

From the fear of being of being humiliated,
From the fear of being despised,
From the fear of suffering rebukes,
From the fear of being slandered,
From the fear of being forgotten,
from the fear of being wronged,
From the fear of being ridiculed,
From the fear of being suspected.

And, Jesus, grant me the grace to desire that others might be loved more than I, That others might be more esteemed than I, That in the opinion of the world, others may increase and I decrease,That others may be chosen and I set aside, That others may be preferred to me in everything, That others may become holier than I, provided I become as holy as I should.

(Mother Theresa, A Simple Path.)

got it frm http://www.24-7prayer.com/modules.php?op=modload&name=affairs&file=newspop&arearef=ALL&id=25. it'll take LOTSA guts to do this, but i'll be praying bout it.

2004-09-28T23:20:00.000+08:00

father God in heaven, i lay my grandad's "fate" in your hands. thank you for leading him to yourself, and allowing him a life long enough to see all his grandkids be born. thank you for blessing me with the privilege to see all 4 of my grandparents, an opportunity that not many kids have. so i thank you once again, and grant me the courage to live on, whether in rejoicing and happiness, or sadness and grief or anything, for that matter. even relationships, and that you'll remind me daily that you're there watching me do everything. thank you. amen.

2004-09-19T21:04:00.000+08:00

my maternal grani came over for us to celeb8 her bdae. there were, like, crabs, and my dad was like, attempting to kill it, but, like, totally in vain. think cuz b4 that my sis said "thou shalt not murder". curse, i guess. hahah. then he asked my mom whether she was ready to steam the crabs, and she asked if tyhey were dead yet. AND GUESS WHAT MY DAD SAID. he went, "almost". wow. like, imagine what a terribl;e time it would be like if you were ALMOST dead. gross. the pain. the horror. pure ouchness. AND THEN GUESS WHAT MY MOM SAID. she went KILL IT IN THE FIRE!! i could almost hear her say "MUAHAHAHAHHAHA!!! MY CHILDREN, FEAR ME!!! cuz i've got the cane. nanny nanny poo poo. PFFT!" and the saliva comes running down her chin.
reminds me of the time we had the science experiment in p6, where you're supposed to dissect a DEAD frog, and i like, CRIED. and everybody came crowding round me and asking "wAHT happened?" (like, ya know, all typical kay poe p 6 kiddoes are.) (i spelled what wrong on purpose. i like this spelling. sounds more like what than what. yar?) and i went "look at those crabs! they suffer!" and they go "they're already dead! get a life!" and i go o yeah deep down inside but outside i go "well, they were killed in the first place." and they flock towards the teacher who was beginnign to dissect the crabs already. well, back to my story. my brother went "i want the girl one" and my mom went "why?" and he went "cuz its got the roe." and i go "that's cruelty to you."
poor offspring. i mourn for them. a moment of silence please.

my name is now JUANITA RUT. call me that. i don't care.

2004-09-19T18:21:00.000+08:00

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