<?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-1087816938236035934</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:22:45.673+08:00</updated><category term='Frustrated'/><category term='Lifestyle'/><category term='Feeling'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='Appreciation'/><category term='thought'/><category term='Relived'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Desire'/><category term='PISSED'/><title type='text'>Born to win!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-8836605339326057058</id><published>2010-04-06T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T22:08:52.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestyle'/><title type='text'>Saint Arts Leisure Cafe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/S7s_q_J_RzI/AAAAAAAAADo/co1dAP5anq0/s1600/flyer_leisurecafe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/S7s_q_J_RzI/AAAAAAAAADo/co1dAP5anq0/s320/flyer_leisurecafe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457025381229872946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/S7s_rRQXNvI/AAAAAAAAADw/oKKLAdCAAkc/s1600/signupsports.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/S7s_rRQXNvI/AAAAAAAAADw/oKKLAdCAAkc/s320/signupsports.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457025386088445682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;COME ON DOWN THIS SUN FOR A TIME OF FUN! ! ! ! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-8836605339326057058?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8836605339326057058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=8836605339326057058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/8836605339326057058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/8836605339326057058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/saint-arts-leisure-cafe.html' title='Saint Arts Leisure Cafe!'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/S7s_q_J_RzI/AAAAAAAAADo/co1dAP5anq0/s72-c/flyer_leisurecafe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-4739825459456337171</id><published>2010-04-01T00:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T00:25:28.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frustrated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Drifted</title><content type='html'>Since when did you last respond to me when i say "Good Bye"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when is the last time you approach me and say "Hi"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when did we drifted so far apart from each other?. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But definitely i do not like the way our friendship is going to. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not say anything, cause i'm not a very wordy person, or do not know how to express myself toward you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But DEEP DOWN IN MY HEART, IT IS KILLING ME~ &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BADLY&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1087816938236035934-4739825459456337171?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4739825459456337171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=4739825459456337171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/4739825459456337171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/4739825459456337171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/drifted.html' title='Drifted'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-1661688241736858255</id><published>2010-01-10T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T01:43:34.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing The Giant!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/S0i_nNWOo8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/oftqrwkihs4/s1600-h/200px-Facing_the_giants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/S0i_nNWOo8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/oftqrwkihs4/s320/200px-Facing_the_giants.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424796431486460866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Movie is totally AWESOME! I am so inspired by the faith and capacity of Grant Tylor. And i so LOVE LOVE LOVE the soundtrack of the movie as WELL! If you ever has the chance DON't MISS this movie!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-1661688241736858255?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1661688241736858255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=1661688241736858255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/1661688241736858255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/1661688241736858255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/facing-giant.html' title='Facing The Giant!'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/S0i_nNWOo8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/oftqrwkihs4/s72-c/200px-Facing_the_giants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-269009135157073362</id><published>2009-11-25T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T22:45:11.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frustrated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PISSED'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Restlessness. . . .</title><content type='html'>Have never been so tired in my life before. . . Not even when i'm in BMT. The pressure of getting the job on my hand done, and the burden that i am holding onto for the people in the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst thing that i can ever do is that i missed my sub-zone prayer meeting for this week. I admit that i'm kinda restless this week for some reason. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is because i'm going into another phase of my army life? which is posting out to unit soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a mixed feeling that i have toward someone in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is fear of not being able to fulfill what God has in place for me. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the real reason for this restlessness is kinda pissing me off, because &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IT REALLY DOESN'T FEEL GOOD AT ALL&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that i will get through this mixed emotion . . . .  soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-269009135157073362?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/269009135157073362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=269009135157073362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/269009135157073362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/269009135157073362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/restlessness.html' title='Restlessness. . . .'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-3408446515063998175</id><published>2009-11-20T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T00:31:18.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>RT!!!!</title><content type='html'>OMG!!! I NEED TO GO BACK TO CAMP THIS COMING SAT!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is the price you have to pay for being sick while "serving" the nation. I was sick from the 4th to 6th of november, and YES i am VERY VERY sick! Viral infection in my windpipe that causes me to lose my voice for 3 weeks. . . Ah well just my day. . there goes my sat morning. . . RARRR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-3408446515063998175?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3408446515063998175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=3408446515063998175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/3408446515063998175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/3408446515063998175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/rt.html' title='RT!!!!'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-541789444613025005</id><published>2009-11-18T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T02:13:14.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Appreciation'/><title type='text'>Michael Bubi - Home</title><content type='html'>I totally love this song to core. Somehow this song just captivated me the moment i hear it in Mr.dear torance blog haha~ I just keep repeating the song over and over again. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'm surrounded by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A million people I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still feel alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, let go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, I miss you, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let me go hoooooooome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've had my run Baby, I'm done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I gotta go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let me go hoooooooome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;It will alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be home tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm coming back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;The song just keep reminding me to love the people around me or is still around me. There are time where we feel that we are totally not alone at all surrounded by people and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet how many true friend do we have that truely will stand by you in time of trouble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes there is, the place i called home, my beloved cellgroup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SwLnhh-voKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/GJPfq_jDx9s/s1600/Home_again_by_hulka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SwLnhh-voKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/GJPfq_jDx9s/s320/Home_again_by_hulka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405137066041254050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-541789444613025005?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/541789444613025005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=541789444613025005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/541789444613025005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/541789444613025005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/michael-bubi-home.html' title='Michael Bubi - Home'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SwLnhh-voKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/GJPfq_jDx9s/s72-c/Home_again_by_hulka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-7077415681671440177</id><published>2009-11-16T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T23:55:02.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestyle'/><title type='text'>Finally? Or not?</title><content type='html'>Been So long since i post anything here! I got to make myself more committed to POST! ARGH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy.....Lazy.......Lazy. . . .  . . . .Time to sleep! Night people! I WILL TRY TO BE MORE COMMITTED IN BLOGGING! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-7077415681671440177?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7077415681671440177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=7077415681671440177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/7077415681671440177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/7077415681671440177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally-or-not.html' title='Finally? Or not?'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-7609672039474188316</id><published>2009-05-18T01:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T02:26:47.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every moment of one's existence on earth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is either growing into more or retreating into less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing is in the nature of us, human. But yet so many of us abhor growing. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because people starts to get comfort in their life, therefore when time comes for them to change, they find it hard to accept the changes they have to make in their comfortable life. So the people chooses the easy way out. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To ignore growth and start to stand still at where they are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally believe that by not growing is equivalent to retreating into less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/ShBWpo4nNMI/AAAAAAAAACs/cGwb-GOxrsA/s1600-h/Grow__by_Shizuku_Amasawa17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/ShBWpo4nNMI/AAAAAAAAACs/cGwb-GOxrsA/s320/Grow__by_Shizuku_Amasawa17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336860831783531714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time to let go . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time to give up. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time to grow. .  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/32528.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-7609672039474188316?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7609672039474188316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=7609672039474188316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/7609672039474188316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/7609672039474188316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2009/05/growing.html' title='Growing'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/ShBWpo4nNMI/AAAAAAAAACs/cGwb-GOxrsA/s72-c/Grow__by_Shizuku_Amasawa17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-5408914985450625288</id><published>2009-05-04T03:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T03:33:54.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>Forgiveness is being able to acknowledge that the other party is not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness is being able to accept the person whom he/she is.&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness is being able to love the person once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness is hard to come by, because not many of us is able to do all that is stated above completely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Magdalene Chan - “Forgiveness is the answer to the child's dream of a miracle by which what is broken is made whole again, what is soiled is again made clean.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-5408914985450625288?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5408914985450625288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=5408914985450625288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/5408914985450625288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/5408914985450625288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2009/05/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-6524756551978541212</id><published>2009-03-25T04:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T04:25:35.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Oh God my father have so many things that i want to thank you for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for your hand has never fail to comfort me whenever i am feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for your embrace when i am shedding tears.&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for your faithfulness even when i doubted.&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for your grace and forgiveness when i did things that are evil in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for placing wonderful people around me to guide me through valleys.&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for love for me even though my heart is cold toward you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SclBgLkVSNI/AAAAAAAAACk/m1JA5GS-Db0/s1600-h/2693115554_d200c08af5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SclBgLkVSNI/AAAAAAAAACk/m1JA5GS-Db0/s320/2693115554_d200c08af5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316852856204380370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, i am sorry for all that i have done for the past 2 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-6524756551978541212?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6524756551978541212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=6524756551978541212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/6524756551978541212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/6524756551978541212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2009/03/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SclBgLkVSNI/AAAAAAAAACk/m1JA5GS-Db0/s72-c/2693115554_d200c08af5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-3620839403487313075</id><published>2009-01-18T03:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T03:18:44.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>Hope is the thing with feathers.&lt;br /&gt;That perches in the soul.&lt;br /&gt;And sings the tune.&lt;br /&gt;Without the words,&lt;br /&gt;and never stops at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope is like the gleaming taper's light,&lt;br /&gt;Adorns and cheers our way;&lt;br /&gt;And still, as darker grows the night.&lt;br /&gt;Emits a brighter ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SXIusY1bfgI/AAAAAAAAACc/DwYAzyqCD4g/s1600-h/hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SXIusY1bfgI/AAAAAAAAACc/DwYAzyqCD4g/s320/hope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292343852229426690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-3620839403487313075?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3620839403487313075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=3620839403487313075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/3620839403487313075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/3620839403487313075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2009/01/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SXIusY1bfgI/AAAAAAAAACc/DwYAzyqCD4g/s72-c/hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-4845435327780159203</id><published>2009-01-08T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T01:34:15.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relived'/><title type='text'>FINALLY!!!!</title><content type='html'>FINALLY THIS IS THE END OF MY FINAL YEAR PROJECT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long one year of hard work, I've finally submit the finalised report to my lecturer! Now all that is left is just the presentation and the last examination monster coming our way after Chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No thanks to my group mate who didn't do much throughout this year except for giving me more stress. But yup this is the end and I'm glad. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WOOHOOO&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the achievement in the air~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-4845435327780159203?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4845435327780159203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=4845435327780159203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/4845435327780159203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/4845435327780159203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally.html' title='FINALLY!!!!'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-255368681615755897</id><published>2008-12-06T02:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T02:15:03.192+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestyle'/><title type='text'>Day when my mid semester exam is over!</title><content type='html'>YES!! Mid-Semester Test IS FINALLY OVER!! after dragging on for a month! Praise God for strength that last me through this tough month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today is the e-buddy event! And i really enjoyed it! Too bad i didn't have photo to post anything up cause I've rushed down to the venue STRAIGHT after my last paper. Though i am tired but I am refreshed in the spirit after the whole event. Nothing can be compares to spending a few hours in God's presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people are well, lot of friend! And lot of "commotion"  happen on the way home hah! Well nothing much to talk about since i do not have any photo. . . hopefully i can get hold on some photo and i'll talk about the event more haha, remember a picture speaks louder than a thousand words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill out for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-255368681615755897?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/255368681615755897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=255368681615755897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/255368681615755897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/255368681615755897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-when-my-mid-semester-exam-is-over.html' title='Day when my mid semester exam is over!'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-3664272848408569670</id><published>2008-11-02T03:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T03:48:46.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord's Prayer</title><content type='html'>A lot have been pounding in my mind. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a prayer actually, how do we pray actually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people asked me this question a lot of time. In my opinion. Prayer is speaking to God, and how do we speak? People say or define me crazy after i made that statement, cause we can't see God, even if we do we'll be dead the moment we see it ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do we speak to God? Simply just SPEAK, just like how you speak to me, how you speak to other people! Surprise? Don't! Because God is ALIVE, he HEARS us, he FEEL us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People asked me as well so how do you pray to God, i told them i pray in accord to the LORD's prayer in the bible where Jesus teaches his disciple how to pray. I've been doing it because as a christian, i believe we have to be more and more like jesus every single day of our life. So i also believe we have to pray like him as well, and LET DO IT TOGETHER! So here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The LORD's Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span background="lp.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our Father, who art in heaven,&lt;br /&gt;   Hallowed be thy Name.&lt;br /&gt;   Thy kingdom come.&lt;br /&gt;   Thy will be done,&lt;br /&gt;   On earth as it is in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;   Give us this day our daily bread.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span background="lp.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;      And forgive us our trespasses,&lt;br /&gt;   As we forgive those who trespass against us.&lt;br /&gt;   And lead us not into temptation,&lt;br /&gt;   But deliver us from evil.&lt;br /&gt;   For thine is the kingdom,&lt;br /&gt;   and the power,&lt;br /&gt;   and the glory,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span background="lp.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;      forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;   Amen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SQyyFE_QZXI/AAAAAAAAACU/S6svMxnzEbA/s1600-h/2629519516_f52c69f9e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SQyyFE_QZXI/AAAAAAAAACU/S6svMxnzEbA/s320/2629519516_f52c69f9e2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263777864797414770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-3664272848408569670?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3664272848408569670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=3664272848408569670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/3664272848408569670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/3664272848408569670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/11/lords-prayer.html' title='The Lord&apos;s Prayer'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SQyyFE_QZXI/AAAAAAAAACU/S6svMxnzEbA/s72-c/2629519516_f52c69f9e2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-1713967977938760393</id><published>2008-11-01T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T01:09:54.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A meaning learning session. .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-1713967977938760393?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1713967977938760393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=1713967977938760393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/1713967977938760393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/1713967977938760393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/11/meaning-learning-session.html' title='A meaning learning session. .'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-4815439407330852303</id><published>2008-10-28T03:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T03:25:58.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOGGGGGGGGGG</title><content type='html'>Haha been a long long long long time since i have the time to bloggggg, heard from one of my really good friend and brother that BLOGGING IS HARD!!! well i kinda agree with it IF the one blogging is really really busy OR just being lazy haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why now i got to get my lazy bone off me and well start cleaning up my blog abit. . And make it alive once again! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect more! ! !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-4815439407330852303?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4815439407330852303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=4815439407330852303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/4815439407330852303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/4815439407330852303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/10/blogggggggggg.html' title='BLOGGGGGGGGGG'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-8877958163082819031</id><published>2008-10-01T13:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T14:16:36.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feeling'/><title type='text'>A new ground or a old ground?. .</title><content type='html'>Much has occured for the past weeks. Specifically, dismissing of W381 and transferring back to my very first cellgroup W320 when i first came to christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lot of mixed emotion about it as it is "old" since i'm in the cellgroup for quite sometime before, and asked whether it is a new ground for me, yet looking around the cellgroup after the first service with them, i've confirmed the word. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is a new ground for me, though the leader is still Amber, one of my most beloved leader. But yes i've lots to do in this place still yet! When i'm first in the cellgroup, i'm still a baby, but now being growth to what i am now, i believe i have yet lot of thing to learn from amber compare to 4 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes. . God sent me out to different leader in the zone to learn whatever i can and gone through valleys and mountain and sent me back to the first place where i am born to serve him. Real gold is proven and totally purify when gone through hot melting fire. . I believe i've gone through it for the past 4 years. W320! Jia You!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SOMVZRDd_1I/AAAAAAAAACM/N_oK_TU_j00/s1600-h/82476-Top-of-the-world-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SOMVZRDd_1I/AAAAAAAAACM/N_oK_TU_j00/s320/82476-Top-of-the-world-0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252065114262994770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As God is going fore and back around the earth to look for ONE willing soul that is willing to submit to his will and go wherever God sent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-8877958163082819031?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8877958163082819031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=8877958163082819031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/8877958163082819031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/8877958163082819031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-ground-or-old-ground.html' title='A new ground or a old ground?. .'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SOMVZRDd_1I/AAAAAAAAACM/N_oK_TU_j00/s72-c/82476-Top-of-the-world-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-7617767228896575660</id><published>2008-09-19T01:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T01:57:26.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PISSED'/><title type='text'>Dyeing Synthetic Fiber. . .</title><content type='html'>Ok this is damn pissing! I've been searching high and low on books and net for the process of dyeing of synthetic fiber with natural dye and NOW they tell me that i can't dye it with NATURAL DYE! Gosh.. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what i have research, only a specially made dye named Disperse Dye, can than be use for dyeing the darn syntheitic fiber. . . AND the best part is I CAN'T GET IT LOCALLY AND IT IS NOT A NATURAL DYE AT ALL!  . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gees. . .. I'm damn pissed and is going off to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pburch.net/dyeing/dispersedye.shtml"&gt;http://www.pburch.net/dyeing/dispersedye.shtml&lt;/a&gt; &lt;==== this is the wonderful webby that i found out the result lol. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-7617767228896575660?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7617767228896575660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=7617767228896575660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/7617767228896575660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/7617767228896575660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/09/dyeing-synthetic-fiber.html' title='Dyeing Synthetic Fiber. . .'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-1056096491845451316</id><published>2008-09-13T02:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T02:52:06.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Appreciation'/><title type='text'>Lawrence Tan Jun Hao!</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/_aeXXrS16gsE/SMq35WsfBSI/AAAAAAAAACE/MkoXEMQuf3w/s1600-h/DSC02288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SMq35WsfBSI/AAAAAAAAACE/MkoXEMQuf3w/s320/DSC02288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245206911998952738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      This is Lawrence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take this time to present to you people, how wonderful this guy is! He is not only my good friend, but also one of my spiritual leader, good brother and good listener that i can share and depend on whenever i feel troubled or confuse with certain thing. He is also my encourager when i am in real deep soup... And i really mean it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i am with him for only a short 7 month, and been only in his connect group for less than 2 month. But i am really blessed by his patience, care, love, his undying perseverance and just his presence alone will make one smile, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Cough* &lt;/span&gt;with some of his super cold joke haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the best for the coming botak days! And remember, we don't follow the leader, but we all follow God! So wherever you go, Jia you and yes! i will keep on going as well !!! Rarrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-1056096491845451316?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1056096491845451316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=1056096491845451316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/1056096491845451316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/1056096491845451316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/09/lawrence-tan-jun-hao.html' title='Lawrence Tan Jun Hao!'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SMq35WsfBSI/AAAAAAAAACE/MkoXEMQuf3w/s72-c/DSC02288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-1581152562928548587</id><published>2008-09-09T02:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T02:13:10.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Lazyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy</title><content type='html'>Oh boy! the holiday mood is getting up my nerves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i can't blame anyone about it, after working so hard during school term, naturally i would want some serious enjoyment during the holiday haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i can't deny the facts that i have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FINAL YEAR PROJECT&lt;/span&gt; to complete. So it is time to take off my lazy suit and put back my school nerd suit. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;@_@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-1581152562928548587?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1581152562928548587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=1581152562928548587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/1581152562928548587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/1581152562928548587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/09/lazyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.html' title='Lazyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-5682254584736436076</id><published>2008-09-05T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T01:05:44.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Olympic</title><content type='html'>Sometime, though my spirit is willing yet flesh is super duper weak! Today i'm suppose to have mini-Olympic together with Amber's cell, Shing's cell and Tian yi's cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what, i'm been struggling to pull myself up from the bed, and i lay down there on the comfy bed till 1.30pm! Oh My 天. . . . And i'm suppose to meet 2.30pm at church. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still i am glad i am able to crucify my flesh and really pull myself up from the bed and enjoy my days with them. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture soon! provided i can get em! Rarrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-5682254584736436076?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5682254584736436076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=5682254584736436076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/5682254584736436076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/5682254584736436076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/09/mini-olympic.html' title='Mini Olympic'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-2445593311893925138</id><published>2008-09-02T12:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T13:03:57.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desire'/><title type='text'>Leadership</title><content type='html'>My cellgroup leader taught me about leadership recently and i find it very true, as follow is the teaching,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A leader is more than just being a leader, a leader must have initiative to work, to serve without being asked of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a few level in leadership&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can choose to be a leader who just hold on to the position only and accomplish nothing in the end which is the lowest level, or a leader who initiatively does his or her work is the 2nd level. that is the differences between a normal member and the connect group leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one believe it is time to move on to another level. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-2445593311893925138?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2445593311893925138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=2445593311893925138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/2445593311893925138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/2445593311893925138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/09/leadership.html' title='Leadership'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-1455136205348529061</id><published>2008-08-31T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:43:08.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>EXAM OVER!</title><content type='html'>Boohoohoo! Examination is finally over and my long 6 week holiday is finally here! wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am i going to do this 6 week? Hmmm actually quite a lot haha, serving church, gym, jogging, PROJECT (final year project) Oh My 天!! guess that will really conclude my 6 week well before the start of another stressing school term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what i alway believe! Work hard and Play hard ! Woohoo now is Play HARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off i go! woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-1455136205348529061?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1455136205348529061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=1455136205348529061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/1455136205348529061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/1455136205348529061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/08/exam-over.html' title='EXAM OVER!'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-7358945909814098616</id><published>2008-08-19T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:28:42.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestyle'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry people not been updating, because recently i've not much time to blog because of examination? haha sound funny eh? Not quite owning it to the 4 killer paper coming up lol. . . I promise i will get back to update when my last paper is done! till than people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Ming~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-7358945909814098616?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7358945909814098616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=7358945909814098616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/7358945909814098616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/7358945909814098616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/08/sorry-people-not-been-updating-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-1341532938471341476</id><published>2008-08-13T11:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T11:25:13.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frustrated'/><title type='text'>During examination. . . .</title><content type='html'>Alright what is the worst thing that can happen during a paper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me the worst thing is BLANK OUT! Oh my gosh. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday while going over for my first paper, i'm dare confident that i will score with flying colours, but yet, when i was sitting in the hall. . . BLANK OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine! blank out and look totally blur down at the hall with time ticking away. Raarrrr!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Released some frustration to cool myself down for the next paper, hopefully this wouldn't happen again! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-1341532938471341476?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1341532938471341476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=1341532938471341476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/1341532938471341476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/1341532938471341476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/08/during-examination.html' title='During examination. . . .'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-4645388304490751743</id><published>2008-08-08T02:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T02:19:56.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Exam exam EXAM!!!</title><content type='html'>Alright, i should be asleep by now, but yet i have another 3 more chapter to mug before i can go to bed. . . This is totally insane! For the first time i am working so BLOODY hard for just a 4% paper taking place at 12pm on a Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually i would just say, "Heck! 4% only i go sleep liao la! i need the extra time to sleep to "regenerate" my strength!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now it is a different story, i have a dream! A dream that i would be one of the merit student before i leave this school for good next year. . At least once a merit student. . . Been losing focus for the past few hour, and didn't really absorb much from the dare lecture notes, after all it is biology. . . Imagine all the complicated name that i need to memories! God save me lol. . .! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway just some random ranting to release some frustration and stress piling up for the past few hours. . . I believe i am gonna sleep super duper well tonight and get ready for BATTLE!!!! RAWRRRR!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SJs8ZxfUqAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NkQdC7AdQVA/s1600-h/Photo0382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231841805600073730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SJs8ZxfUqAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NkQdC7AdQVA/s200/Photo0382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;== This is my cutest penguin that reside in my household and is  accompanying me to study!! Isn't it cute lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-4645388304490751743?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4645388304490751743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=4645388304490751743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/4645388304490751743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/4645388304490751743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/08/exam-exam-exam.html' title='Exam exam EXAM!!!'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SJs8ZxfUqAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NkQdC7AdQVA/s72-c/Photo0382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-7680391058917383605</id><published>2008-08-05T00:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T01:33:00.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestyle'/><title type='text'>Culiary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh yes! I've been in love with cooking dishes recently or should i say ever since i have arrived into this wonderful cellgroup W381!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230710289599296210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SJc3S36L8tI/AAAAAAAAABk/DnQ38ZqgG9w/s320/DSCF0522.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Haha this is my beloved cellgroup! Cheers on people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, been trying out lot and lot of different dishes to make sure these brother and sister of mine will be able to enjoy their fellowship with wonderful people around accompanied by my wonderful dish buhaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like what my mum always tell me,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; "Ming Ming ah! Remember a guy knowing how to cook is always a plus and never a minus in life! I'm so glad I've teach you how to cook a decent dish since you were young!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes yes, my mum always tell me that and yes she called me Ming Ming even now!. . . . . . . . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually knowing how to cook is quite troublesome sometime as well. Because eventually you will run out of idea and be tired of eating the same old things every single day of your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey doesn't that sentence sound familiar? Of course it sound familiar, cause i myself sometime do nag at my mum for doing the same dish. typical singaporean child being picky on food haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230715165878042242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SJc7utdovoI/AAAAAAAAABs/I-7qIwZj8Qs/s200/everyday_cooking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                 This is what i need now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230715478529386274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SJc8A6LhpyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/luB8crEG_hw/s200/299000347_d62adc2956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                 And this is what i wish people will be like! Just like a hamster not picky of food haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-7680391058917383605?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7680391058917383605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=7680391058917383605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/7680391058917383605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/7680391058917383605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/08/culiary.html' title='Culiary'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SJc3S36L8tI/AAAAAAAAABk/DnQ38ZqgG9w/s72-c/DSCF0522.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-283806164270092454</id><published>2008-07-29T00:48:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T02:03:36.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Boy And The Apple Tree</title><content type='html'>A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the tree top, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow. He loved the tree and the tree loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time went by... the little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree every day. One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Come and play with me," the tree asked the boy.&lt;br /&gt;"I am no longer a kid, I don't play around trees anymore." The boy replied,&lt;br /&gt;"I want toys. I need money to buy them." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sorry, but I don't have money... but you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily. The boy never came back after he picked the apples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Come and play with me" the tree said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I don't have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sorry, but I don't have a house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" So the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left happily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy never came back since then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Come and play with me!" the tree said.&lt;br /&gt;"I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?"&lt;br /&gt;"Use my truck to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the boy cut the tree truck to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sorry, my boy. But I don't have anything for you any more.&lt;br /&gt;"No more apples for you... "the tree said.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't have teeth to bite" the boy replied.&lt;br /&gt;"No more truck for you to climb on"&lt;br /&gt;"I am too old for that now" the boy said.&lt;br /&gt;"I really can't give you anything ... the only thing left is my dying roots" the tree said.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years." The boy replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Good! Old tree roots is the best place to lean on and rest. Come, Come sit down with me and rest."&lt;br /&gt;The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may think that the boy is cruel to the tree. But how irony isn't it, many people in the world treat their parent just like the boy treats the tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love to play with our parent when we're still very young, when we grow up. we left them and only go back to our parent when we need something or when we are in trouble, but no matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they could to make you happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228125796412432338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SI4Itkg4H9I/AAAAAAAAABc/Q2JayqQ2078/s320/513153112_79ea77011e.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a story for everyone. Honor your parents!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-283806164270092454?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/283806164270092454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=283806164270092454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/283806164270092454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/283806164270092454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/07/boy-and-apple-tree.html' title='Boy And The Apple Tree'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SI4Itkg4H9I/AAAAAAAAABc/Q2JayqQ2078/s72-c/513153112_79ea77011e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-7921388662239975117</id><published>2008-07-28T00:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:55:24.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Beautiful world is in your hand.</title><content type='html'>Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. Both of them talked for hours on everyday. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats.Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fineview of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days, weeks and months passed. One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It faced a blank wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, 'Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The man who is blind can never ever see the world out there, but yet in his mind, the world he lives in is such a beautiful place. . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227736952536183250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SIynD4MaMdI/AAAAAAAAABU/mdSLDvb00lQ/s320/374680485_8462ceb98a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If everyone just put down their daily stressful life and just look into the world with a different eye, they would see that this world is a much better place to live in. Indeed the ideal world is in your own hand! It is you that determine which kind of world you are living in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-7921388662239975117?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7921388662239975117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=7921388662239975117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/7921388662239975117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/7921388662239975117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/07/beautiful-world-is-in-your-hand.html' title='Beautiful world is in your hand.'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SIynD4MaMdI/AAAAAAAAABU/mdSLDvb00lQ/s72-c/374680485_8462ceb98a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-443529971625401880</id><published>2008-07-22T00:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T01:25:57.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feeling'/><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>Today one of my good friend asked me whether am i close to another one of my good friend, i answered him, yes of course! as close as i am to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that i think about how do we measure closeness to one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes we measure closeness to one another based on the kind of friendship we have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;causal friend or true friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never really thought of our relationship as deeply as i am now. The time we've spend through this 2 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time we've spend hanging out in food court 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time we've spend playing soccer in the court.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time we've been helping each other out in our studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time we've spend together sharing with each other of our secret. (though not all)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time we've spend joking on each other and laughed together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What really is a true friendship?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225518465745857730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SITFW84GrMI/AAAAAAAAABM/DS6S8tWcPgg/s320/538691165_c5764e6174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes! A true friendship is the one that last for a lifetime even when all else fail us! No matter how high the mountain or how deep is the valley, a true friend will stay by my side and brave through them with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let us together brave through them all my true friends!&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/1087816938236035934-443529971625401880?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/443529971625401880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=443529971625401880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/443529971625401880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/443529971625401880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/07/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SITFW84GrMI/AAAAAAAAABM/DS6S8tWcPgg/s72-c/538691165_c5764e6174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-3094759133190110774</id><published>2008-07-21T04:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T04:11:10.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>Argh!!! The pain!! The PAIN!!! ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 4.04am now and i am suppose to be sleeping, been heck! I can't get into sleep because of this headache i've been down with right after my soccer training today. . . It is getting up my nerves, and i'm suppose to get up in another 3 hours time to get ready for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing that can happen to a student is on the first day of the week i'm going to have a 5 hour straight lecture from 1pm to 6pm! imagine! On a monday, a student waking up early in the morning with the typical monday blue, and knowing he is going to have a 5 straight hour lecture later on. . . Anyway just some random ranting going on haha, i gotta go and try to get some sleep! i'm not a fan of sleeping during lecture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-3094759133190110774?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3094759133190110774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=3094759133190110774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/3094759133190110774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/3094759133190110774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/07/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-4070839074980689291</id><published>2008-07-19T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:12:52.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desire'/><title type='text'>Road to fly</title><content type='html'>Recently, i've been thinking whether i am able to be admitted to the local university after i have graduated from poly, but sadly with my current GPA, all the people i've encounter including my lecturer told me to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GIVE UP&lt;/span&gt;, it is impossible for a student with GPA below 3 to be admitted into the university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us has made mistakes including me, i've been too playful and wild during my first and second year of my poly life. Though looking at the seemingly hopeless situation, i still held in my heart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i can do it, no matter what it is, i can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what will i be after i've served my national service. but one thing i know is i can do it, with my unfailing determination, with my vision and dream held in my mind, with my desire to get what i want in life, with my desire to live my life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224727258524794546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SIH1woSrvrI/AAAAAAAAABE/eVvMleNPk2E/s320/209296304_9f1bd11402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let me fly to the highest point i can ever imagine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-4070839074980689291?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4070839074980689291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=4070839074980689291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/4070839074980689291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/4070839074980689291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/07/road-to-fly.html' title='Road to fly'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SIH1woSrvrI/AAAAAAAAABE/eVvMleNPk2E/s72-c/209296304_9f1bd11402.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-5972528720502071388</id><published>2008-07-18T00:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T01:07:23.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>Religion</title><content type='html'>An interesting issue has been raised in the class today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Teacher:&lt;/span&gt; Why do people still believe in a certain thing that they can neither see nor touch. . . such as religion, yet do not trust their own fellow human being?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Student 1&lt;/span&gt;: People do not trust in their fellow human being, because of selfishness, betrayal, survival instinct, yet those of the unseen which we can neither see nor touch has trigger a sense of hope in a world where chao preveils. And it is because of these sense of hope that makes people believe things such as religion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SH92JdMSF9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/dFrbmLhWCLM/s1600-h/2194483674_80198e80d5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224023997600110546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="127" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SH92JdMSF9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/dFrbmLhWCLM/s320/2194483674_80198e80d5.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And i am thinking about the issue quietly in my sit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do i ever has that sense of hope that made me believe in HIM?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No i don't, and i am feeling sorry for the people that has been deceived and blinded by the fake teachers and doctrine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently in an article report that, there is a small town located in US. Where all the townfolk is under the govern of a single priest and all of the townfolk HAVE to attend the only church in the town set up by the priest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The interesting part of the article is that the priest said that the ONLY purpose of a women is to help a man to go to heaven by marrying them, the more women you marry, the higher the chance you have to be able to go to heaven. AND the priest is the one that make decision for ALL the women in the town in their marriage, not their father or their mother, it is the priest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So one day a women escaped from the town as she can no longer take the stress of allowing the elderest daughter of her to be married off to a 80 years old man who has already 7 wife in total. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is when the story is unfold when the women escape to the city police station. The priest was arrested. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you think everything is over? NO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The women in the town go on a protest right infront of the court and demanded the immendiate release of their beloved priest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the power of fake teachers and doctrine. . . . To the extent where the town's women really believe that their only purpose in life is to help the men to go to heaven. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224029441549174850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SH97GVe4iEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/_wsHmYLUCnc/s320/380355505_5abce89ecf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet i believe as we continue to strive for a better world and put our trust into what we really believe in, we can stop all these tragedy, and really have that sense of hope in our life and ourselves.&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/1087816938236035934-5972528720502071388?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5972528720502071388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=5972528720502071388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/5972528720502071388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/5972528720502071388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/07/religion.html' title='Religion'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SH92JdMSF9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/dFrbmLhWCLM/s72-c/2194483674_80198e80d5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-4544414798237213434</id><published>2008-07-16T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T02:01:39.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>The End of Everything?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SHzdn8NXgVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6nLskHQ4vSU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223293346089763154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SHzdn8NXgVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6nLskHQ4vSU/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've come across an interesting book named " The end of science". And a very interesting point is mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if the scientist aka truth-seeker, has finally reach the limit of knowledge?&lt;br /&gt;Where Cosmologist has finally understand why and how the universe is created,&lt;br /&gt;Where Clinical biologist has finally found out what gives raise to consciousness in our brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there really an end to the era of science? Will there be an end to everything.&lt;br /&gt;I've alway been thinking that science is infinate till i encounter this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll never know the end till we reach the end, and that is what i believe strongly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-4544414798237213434?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4544414798237213434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=4544414798237213434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/4544414798237213434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/4544414798237213434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-come-across-interesting-book-named.html' title='The End of Everything?'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SHzdn8NXgVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6nLskHQ4vSU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1087816938236035934.post-3208837187653920796</id><published>2008-07-15T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T01:36:24.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SHuLnL1b4fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VR3orwaUF58/s1600-h/506418084_6129565462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222921698174296562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SHuLnL1b4fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VR3orwaUF58/s320/506418084_6129565462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i begin this walk, the road ahead is unpredictable,&lt;br /&gt;no one ever promised me an easy road ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can do is to brave through this road with my small, and vulnerable body, I'll never be looking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will bruise,&lt;br /&gt;I will bleed,&lt;br /&gt;I will fall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will persevere on,&lt;br /&gt;I will see the end,&lt;br /&gt;I will be a good finisher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1087816938236035934-3208837187653920796?l=lynxmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3208837187653920796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1087816938236035934&amp;postID=3208837187653920796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/3208837187653920796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1087816938236035934/posts/default/3208837187653920796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynxmemories.blogspot.com/2008/07/beginning.html' title='The Beginning'/><author><name>Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706223169588741956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aeXXrS16gsE/SHuLnL1b4fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VR3orwaUF58/s72-c/506418084_6129565462.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
