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    <title>GRACE + EXAMS = PEACE</title>
    <published>2009-11-11T10:43:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-11T10:43:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When we get so caught up in the midst of exams, it's ever so rare of never we stop and remember the grace of God. It's the first paper I'm going to sit for. It's the last set of my final exams I'm going to sit for in my academic life (for now). On every eve of my exam, the standard phenomena would be a &amp;quot;study non-stop&amp;quot; mode - I don't have time for anything else. Absolutely nothing, but studying. And on this ocassion, it's a very different experience altogether. I do admit there was once in the entire day that I felt as if that i had absolutely no time to do anything else but study. But other then that, thoughts of how God has been so graceful to me throughout this pre-exam period just flooded my thoughts. From being able to borrow my Development Biology  textbook from the library for 4 days (it's only meant to be on overnight, non renewable loan) to how blessed I've been throughout my stay here in Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Textbook situation: It's just so amazing how God knew precisely that I needed a length of 4 days to be able to &amp;quot;use finish&amp;quot; the book and I was given exactly that amount. The amazing people I've encountered here in Melbourne and the friendships I've made. My mum coming during this period which i initially thought was a pain but have come to appreciate her presence. To how the weather has cooled down so that it's productive to study at home without having to sit next to the window (it has been crazily hot the past 5 days here in Melbourne). To how He has calmed my hear and His continual reminder that His grace is enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i say the grace of God :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is our God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hillsong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your grace is enough&lt;br /&gt;More than I need&lt;br /&gt;And your word I will believe&lt;br /&gt;I wait on You&lt;br /&gt;You're near again&lt;br /&gt;And you spirit make me new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will fall at your feet&lt;br /&gt;I will fall at your feet&lt;br /&gt;And I will worship you here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your presence in me&lt;br /&gt;Jesus left them there&lt;br /&gt;By the power of your word&lt;br /&gt;I am restored&lt;br /&gt;I am redeemed&lt;br /&gt;By your spirit I am free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will fall at Your feet&lt;br /&gt;I will fall at your feet&lt;br /&gt;And I will worship You here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling You gave all for us&lt;br /&gt;Surrendered Your life upon the cross&lt;br /&gt;Great is the love brought up for all&lt;br /&gt;This is our God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifted our life from death to life&lt;br /&gt;Forever our God is glorified&lt;br /&gt;Certain the king rescued the world&lt;br /&gt;This is our God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will fall at Your feet&lt;br /&gt;I will fall at Your feet&lt;br /&gt;And I will worship You here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>FULL STOMACH.</title>
    <published>2009-10-20T08:19:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-20T08:19:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ive been showering aftr ive eaten recently and so! i decided to find out why the wise man's tale of showering aftr eating is bad for you! and this is wht i found..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digestion requires good blood flow and digestion generates heat. If one takes a warm shower, does exercise or goes for a swim, the blood needs to be diverted to the skin surface for cooling purposes. This interferes with digestive process and you can end up having a stomach ache, can faint or even have a heart failure if you are weak. &lt;br /&gt;  Though most people would see no ill effects having showered right after a meal, but weak or old people can have a different reaction. So a healthy habit is to wait for about 30 mins after a meal before taking a shower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite interesting!&amp;nbsp;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chubbbycheeks:7962</id>
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    <title>for singapore peeps! and people studying overseas</title>
    <published>2009-06-15T16:06:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-15T16:06:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;i'm in the midst of exams!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;17th and 25th&lt;br /&gt;and then it's take off to brisbane and sydney!&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>put to tears</title>
    <published>2009-06-08T01:50:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-08T01:50:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everybody, really everybody has been so awfully sweet and nice.&lt;br /&gt;i really really so so touched.&lt;br /&gt;and the bright side of exams if that you really see the extra goodness in people.&lt;br /&gt;:')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they must have been God sent :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>home is where the heart is</title>
    <published>2009-06-01T12:31:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-01T12:34:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i miss home.&lt;br /&gt;(as weird as this may sound) i miss studying outside at the dinning table.&lt;br /&gt;i miss sunday lunches aftr service.&lt;br /&gt;i guess you dont knw wht you're missing until it's taken away from you.&lt;br /&gt;and then you suddenly realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nostalgic&lt;/em&gt;'s the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that mummy's in new york.&lt;br /&gt;az mum and i are all in separate countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss home ):</content>
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    <title>ITS ALL OVER NOW</title>
    <published>2009-05-26T13:41:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-26T13:41:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;note to self:&amp;nbsp;i MUST finish my essay by tomorrow afternoon 4pm. it's a MUST. i suddenly feel motivated to finally post up snapshots of melbourne but i can't and it's soooooooo annoying! i'm sleepy :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>our God is an awesome God</title>
    <published>2009-05-21T12:27:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-31T08:53:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i was so distracted or rather uncomforable studying (from eating so so much) that i thought i'd take a break, so i started scrolling through livejournal updates on my friends page. and as i was reading, it's dawned upon me how certain things were at the back of my head and i could identify with what they wrote (and these were people whom i know and shared bits of my life with in a way :) and i began to realise 'hey, that's me or i can so relate to that&amp;nbsp;(now or in the near future)'. yea and if you're wondering who im talking about, it's you grace and sunwantan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was scrolling down and started to read, firstly it was really heart warming to know that not one, but (at least) two of my friends (one in sg and one in london, although far away from me by distance) but sitll come to know that there is an awesome God in this world. I dont think if i hadnt encountered God would I have changed so much, grown up so much and matured. All credit really goes to Him because it's not only myself who actually see these changes over the past years but comments from the people ard me actually supports it. And i guess I've never ever shared this with anyone or at least with a non-christian friend whom i'm close to. or even to someone who has walked further and further away from God. I guess I not only need to find the right opportune but more, the courage to share. 'cos i've been wanting to share or explore on christianity with a few but dared not to. and I'm just really glad before I left and in the midst of it all, I came to know that sonia (yes you dearie) was attending church on a regularly basis and accepted Chrsit into her life&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i've drifted away from the point i wanted to make. Back to how i cld identify with my friends. Gracie feels blessed that she gets her internship with Apple and they even granted her 3 weeks off! And it really struck me that even though i'm as blur as sotong wht i'll be doing in the (very near) future or wld i even get to 'pick' my job with the current economic situation that I could really count and rely on God because our God's a faithful God, He provides and He will never forsake us. And for suwan-y! how she actually pulled through her exams and in the midst of it she had tons of TLC, in the form of help in her studies, food from her friends (it's a chore to have to cook whn you study okay!) and the countless amounts of wishes and uplifting &amp;amp; encouraging bible verses that she received all through preparation and up to berfore her paper. And ah huh! It so evidently shows me how God will see me through it all, wether it's the killer exams or whn i graduate and try to find a job. Where wld i be located even, here in Melb? another part of Aus? or would i be going back home? well well. i'll know in his time and in his time, all things are b-e-autiful :)</content>
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    <title>home</title>
    <published>2009-05-03T12:03:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-03T12:04:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was reading/just read one of those notes people tag you on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;and i read this,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST? - right now, monie. :(&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;(if you don't knw, tht's wht my whole cell calls me)&lt;br /&gt;and i nearly cried :'(&lt;br /&gt;okay. i teared. 'cos i'm so touched.&lt;br /&gt;and on one of those odd days tht i miss home,&lt;br /&gt;aka today&lt;br /&gt;it makes me miss home even more&lt;br /&gt;knwing tht im missed by people close to heart.</content>
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    <title>meak in this cruel world</title>
    <published>2009-04-07T03:40:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-07T03:40:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm in my school's library now and I'm supposed to be studying for tomorrow's quiz but thought i shld just do a quick update or actually just to ramble (not really rambling actually).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how some people can be so mean and cruel and un-nice to others. 'Cos i really suck at it. That's not a bad thing I know. But I just find it so difficult not to care, to just turn my back on things and leave. I don't understand how some achieve it. Okays but the point is I can't be that person. I can't just walk away. I can't just stop caring 'cos I appreciate human relations and sometimes maybe too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be mean even if I think I'm supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I love people a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not home sick but i do miss home.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the past 2 days has just been filled with lots of random captures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the botanical gardens.&lt;br /&gt;To the time when i had my last meal in SG.&lt;br /&gt;To really just random places of where i grew up/spend time at that I can't recall or pinpoint at now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, i feel much better now.&lt;br /&gt;Funny how sometimes it bothers me that i care whn i shldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;HUUUR.&lt;br /&gt;i bet i don't make sense to a lot of you.&lt;br /&gt;but unless your in my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;okay so anyhow if you've read all tht i've verbal-ed diarrhoea.&lt;br /&gt;thanks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for test to be over.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to go for wednesdays jog.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to bake with stellie wellie.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to meet up with moz.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for janice to come.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for easter camp.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to be able to have time to skype with my mummy and sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;CAN'T&amp;nbsp;WAIT&amp;nbsp;FOR&amp;nbsp;TMRW&amp;nbsp;10AM TO&amp;nbsp;BE&amp;nbsp;OVERRR :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove.</content>
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    <title>i &amp;lt;3 studying</title>
    <published>2009-04-06T11:08:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-06T11:08:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">okays i guess i decided not to lock this space unless it's something really personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaysssss, first thing's first.&lt;br /&gt;i hate studying.&lt;br /&gt;argh hate hate hate studying.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it make's it better tht i get a nice school.&lt;br /&gt;lots of things to explore.&lt;br /&gt;yummy snacks.&lt;br /&gt;hangouts at friends.&lt;br /&gt;hot cammomile tea and sweet potato soup on a cold night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's starting to get really cold here.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shld have went to UQ&amp;nbsp;instead!&lt;br /&gt;it's really freezing ass cold here (to me)&lt;br /&gt;how am i gonna survive winterrrrrr. BRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;i just a mid sem test.&lt;br /&gt;MCQ if you're thinking MCQs are easy peasy.&lt;br /&gt;this is so no there's like 5 tricky options.&lt;br /&gt;well least it's over.&lt;br /&gt;but there's quiz on wed!&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for wed to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;least there's something to look fwd to..&lt;br /&gt;BAKING&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;my kind of joy.&lt;br /&gt;:)</content>
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    <title>First post in Melbourne</title>
    <published>2009-03-25T10:50:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-25T10:50:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I know I'm in Melbourne and I'm supposed be blogging/updating about Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm lazy and so something random..&lt;br /&gt;I just watched Grey's Season 5 Episode 13 - Stairway to Heaven and I really really think it's such a good episode 'cos there's so much meaning to life in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up the night before until 4am after coming back from a friend's place 'cos I wanted to complete as much of my Business in Asia Assignment.&amp;nbsp;Oh and we played many fun gamesssssssss! hahahaha so funny. Totally zonked. Well, tonight is going to be an early night, need to recharge!! It's going to be so much fun this weekend! Finally fun and play :) I can't wait!!!!</content>
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    <title>indecisive as always.</title>
    <published>2008-11-14T15:45:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-14T15:45:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;I think or rather I've been indecisive all my life. Whether it's deicidng what to eat or down to the nitty gritty details. And that's really something&amp;nbsp;I fall short of which really really has to be changed because when i go over to Melbourne, not only will I have to take care of myself (do the laundry /:, clean, cook, etc). I'll be the one that has to take responisibility or my life or for that matter for all the decisions I make whether big or small. That's why it's scary not having that shelter where I know at home I can always seek advice from the big sista or when pals are just a phonecall away to meet up. I know it's not like I won't have friends&amp;nbsp;there but change to me or to any human being is scary. It's testing new grounds and that not knowing what to expect is really my greatest fear. But I'm really thankful tht the&amp;nbsp;door for me to study in Melbourne opened for me and I choose to go 'cos really staying put in my comfort zone is not going to be beneficial to me.&amp;nbsp;Having an&amp;nbsp;overseas education is really a God-given opportunity 'cos it's not everyday one get's the option of not studying locally or for that matter to have a further education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So in every decision I make. And right now battling with whether I should be back in Singapore for the big 21st which actually falls on the last day of winter break. I want to come back because I know I'll definitely miss everyone back here, I'm sentimental which has it's pros and cons. But I&amp;nbsp;think having to back and bid goodbye again would be more difficult. And also, such a waste of resources! Hahaha! Well, so I'm improving day by day to be not so wishy-washy and make a decision quicker. So now I've gotta remind myself to stick to these decisions and not be fickle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just a lil sharing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LiFE&lt;/strong&gt;, it's been a true blessing to be around them because we look out and pray for each other and just to be in their fellowship is a true joy. To have God as the center of our lives, to be accountable to each other, to be vulnerable to each other, to house-hop, watching stupid movies and eats! And so, thanks jiaxian for introducing me to this cell :) LiFE has definitely made my Christian walk with greater meaning. To each and everyone of you, it's been a real blessing for the friendship I have with you (Alicia, Andrea, Char, Ding, Dom, Janice, Jasmine, Jason, Jiaxian, Jon, Lizhen, Matt, Paul, Sau, Wilson, Valmond) Thank you :)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Very true indeed.</title>
    <published>2008-08-21T03:02:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-21T03:02:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Planet earth is not all about us, but by God's design, it involves us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So true that in this modernized society, it always all about ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want an Audi.&lt;br /&gt;I want a lollipop.&lt;br /&gt;I want this Burberry bag.&lt;br /&gt;I am busy.&lt;br /&gt;I want to use the car now.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go there.&lt;br /&gt;Can you fetch me now.&lt;br /&gt;You help me do la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds all too familiar? I've to confess that some of these things apply to me. It's something I always have to be mindful of. It makes me think twice of using the excuse "i'm only human," "humans tend to be selfish". God never said&amp;nbsp;a Christian walk would be easy (same goes to life as well), he did warn us that there'll be trials and obstacles. But He did promise us that He'll be faithful if we are willing to embrace Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do not boast that God is on my side,” wrote Abraham Lincoln. “I humbly pray that I am on God’s side.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The Lord is with you while you are with Him. If you seek Him, He will be found by you; but if you forsake Him, He will forsake you” (2 Chron. 15:2).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Food for thought</title>
    <published>2008-08-19T02:00:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-19T02:00:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Life is often filled with many choices to make, no matter how big or small, it impacts our life. Whether or not we regret our choices or what will be the outcome of the path not taken. Some choices we make in our life may lead to dire consequences. Well let me share with you a story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/devotionals/our-daily-bread/2008/08/19/devotion.aspx"&gt;Our Daily Bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;19 August 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As a boy, my father often played violin in the local symphony. This budding young talent continued improving into his high school years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then one day he decided to join his buddies in a harmless prank. As they raced through the school hallways and out the door, my dad hurried to follow them. The door slammed just as he reached it. His left hand smashed the glass of the door—severing the tendons to three fingers. All the doctors could do was tie the tendons in knots, rendering his fingers useless and taking the violin out of his life forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wonder how Dad’s life might have been different had he not made that one small choice. “What-ifs” have dubious merit—we can always second-guess ourselves. But we cannot underestimate the impact of our choices. One choice can produce lifelong consequences, for good or bad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joshua’s counsel is a good place to start. “Choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve,” he told Israel. “But as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord” (Josh. 24:15).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serving God will not always be the easy choice. But it is a choice that brings the kind of consequence we can live with.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;— &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Bill Crowder" href="http://www.rbc.org/devotionals/our-daily-bread/Bill-Crowder.aspx"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bill Crowder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what choice would you make today? (:&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>I caught the bug again</title>
    <published>2008-05-20T08:22:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-20T08:22:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've had a fever, a&amp;nbsp;flu and a bad throat. And to top&amp;nbsp;it off&amp;nbsp;i woke up at 6am semi-conscious realising that i had a bad case of diarrhoea. Just at that moment, I really wanted to concuss myself and never to wake up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all by God's grace,&amp;nbsp;I'm feeling much better now (:&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>ZONKED</title>
    <published>2008-05-17T15:22:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-17T15:22:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm totally sapped of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason being I had difficulties falling asleep last night even though i knew i had to wake up early for a meeting; there was just too much on my mind. Also, it's the time of the month and I still pulled myself to go for netball because i really love the sport (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should hit the sack already it's another early day tomorrow. Nights!</content>
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    <title>JINGLEBELLROCK.</title>
    <published>2008-05-09T03:38:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-09T03:41:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(I knw Christmas is a long time more, but..)&lt;br /&gt;And all i want for Christmasss is youuuu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd88/thedresshouse/i780.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd88/thedresshouse/pearl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I'm still thinking if i should blow a big hole in my pocket buying the i780 or just settling for something else -SIGH.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>WHY LIKE THT.</title>
    <published>2008-05-08T06:33:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-08T06:34:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="2"&gt;I don't care if i sound like a freaking auntie,&lt;br /&gt;I'm really damn pissed off that all the baking courses&amp;nbsp;I wanna sign up for at the CC's has no vacancies&lt;br /&gt;ARGHS.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chubbbycheeks:3222</id>
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    <title>chubbbycheeks @ 2008-02-15T01:06:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-14T17:07:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-14T17:07:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;in His time.&lt;br /&gt;i'll wait, i'll wait.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chubbbycheeks:2704</id>
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    <title>chubbbycheeks @ 2008-01-22T23:33:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-22T16:38:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-22T16:38:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The deeper i dig the more&amp;nbsp;I wonder if I'm even supposed to be digging?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chubbbycheeks:2366</id>
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    <title>HIGHLIGHTS</title>
    <published>2008-01-08T16:59:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-08T16:59:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="1" src="http://www.sistic.com.sg//stix/images/internetcontent/beauty0108/images/bworld.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beauty World&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was AWESOME! (:&lt;br /&gt;and did i tell you they love to stereotype ij girls?&lt;br /&gt;WHY OH WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;My commitment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm a Sunday school teacher for Primary 2 (:&lt;br /&gt;9am every Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My lecturer robbed me of my 30 marks&lt;br /&gt;I got 40 marks for a particular section&lt;br /&gt;but while tabulating up the final mark on the front cover&lt;br /&gt;he gave me 10 only&lt;br /&gt;How BLUR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering why I didn't do well&lt;br /&gt;whn i thought i was gonna ace this paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;This year's not gonna be just okay&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be a great (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love God(:&lt;br /&gt;and I love every blessing he's given me(:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>The power of prayer</title>
    <published>2008-01-01T17:34:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-01T17:34:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">2008 would be ________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something which&amp;nbsp;I have to strongly rely and depend on is prayer. Prayer is powerful, it's not only casting your burdens upon Him but I've found a friend in Him. I don't have to be afraid of sharing everything with Him because He loves me unconditionally and is ever so ready to forgive me as long as I am repentant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the nxt 2 months, I graduate. I'm starting to fear&amp;nbsp;as this day draws closer and closer. What would I be in 2 months time?</content>
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    <title>Confused</title>
    <published>2007-12-05T16:34:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-05T16:34:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;Denominations, such a sensetive topic.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even knw which side I'm on.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting on the fence.&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught in between&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the grey area.&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One I was borned in to&lt;br /&gt;and grew up with.&lt;br /&gt;One that teaches me in the way I comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>And many many many more years to come..</title>
    <published>2007-11-25T17:08:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-25T17:10:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Girls love to talk,&lt;br /&gt;love to shop,&lt;br /&gt;love to take photos.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000b6a3/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000dfrw/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000dfrw/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000cctf/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;bestfriends&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never stop caring,&amp;nbsp;never stop loving, never stop believing.&lt;br /&gt;I love you best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000e3zk/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000e3zk/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd88/thedresshouse/PB231274.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000fwzc/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000fwzc/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000ksdg/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000g42b/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000ha62/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000pffe/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000pffe/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Godsisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Will always share secrects (:&lt;br /&gt;I love you muis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000wfs7/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000wfs7/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000s7pe/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000tp13/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/chubbbycheeks/pic/0000tp13/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;primary 5/6 seat partners&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Will always be good friends (:&lt;br /&gt;I love you caroline koh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline just came back from Melb and was supposed to buy me donuts! but she took a midnight flight and the shop was closed ): it's alright, there's still 3 more years (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;sky&amp;nbsp;has cleared and I see sunlight&amp;nbsp;(:&amp;nbsp;Although everything seems so&amp;nbsp;blurry I trust that He will provide and guide me through.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>What's your purpose?</title>
    <published>2007-11-21T15:37:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-21T15:37:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;It's really tedious doing things you don't like or forced to do. It simply sucks you of all your energy and leaves you a dry well. It makes you a bitter person. I think I've been a little short tempered nowadays. The thing is that I am aware of it but yet it's just so hard to control. I want so much to be back to my usual self, I used to be such a happy-go-lucky girl. I used to be so cheerful. I used to be someone who.. I am not now. I'm just so tired and drained I wonder how long more&amp;nbsp;I can last. I wonder what I actually am living for. What do you do when you lose your passion and drive? What do you do when you feel so helpless and small? I cling on to every good thing. I cling on,&amp;nbsp;in hope that I can last through this emotional and physical drain. I cling on because I still believe that every dark cloud has it's silver lining. I cling on because I know God is and will be with me through this.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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