<?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-35030911</id><updated>2011-09-20T03:32:48.034-07:00</updated><category term='God bless'/><title type='text'>Godrestyemerrygentlemen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stupid</name><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>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-5689442813891804705</id><published>2008-10-23T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T03:37:39.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>Do keep my parents in prayer, my dad is recovering at home from the dengue that hit him hard last week, while my mom was just admitted today with a platelet count of 44. I just spoke to my mom over the phone, and she said I could go to tonight's prayer meeting. I mean true corporate prayer is important, but on the other hand surely I can't leave my dad at home...I mean, yes the maid is around, and he's basically going to spend the night sleeping in recuperation anyway, and frankly even if something does happen I'm not exactly the best equipped person in the world to handle the situation, but...I don't know, if I stay, I won't be contributing much to any situation; however if I go...I'll feel like I'm neglecting my responsibilities as a son...On the other hand, he's not in a critical condition, he's just resting and recuperation, hardly anything can go wrong...Aargh...it's a delicate balance...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To go or not to go...that is the question...&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-5689442813891804705?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/5689442813891804705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/5689442813891804705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2008/10/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>Giant Zucchini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00513786879528520987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.as.com/misc/balondeoro03/fotografia/yashin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-7149405403532953754</id><published>2008-06-24T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:09:35.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new sports jersey anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hi all,&lt;br /&gt;some of you might already have the blue jersey, which we DO NOT intend to phase out. (can be either home/away/training jersey). the thing is... many younger new members do not have the jersey. So it'll be nice if we got another together. Recently the Synthesis football team management has been newly-structured, so its also a nifty way to physically show the dawn of a new era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This latest pending design will only have a top (to save costs, many of us iz poor studentz).&lt;br /&gt;Other features:&lt;br /&gt;- a Synthesis Crest&lt;br /&gt;                    - designed in-house (by yours truly)&lt;br /&gt;                    - striking bumblebee design&lt;br /&gt;                    - quoted between $20-$30 (yet to negotiate)&lt;br /&gt;A great plus-factor is that the original design will be saved in the shop database and can be used again if we need another batch. Me and reuben are tryin to make frens with the jersey uncle down at queensway and get cheaper prices if we can convince him that we're a long-term customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now i need your input on the design template. If everyone is happy with the idea, please give a hell-yeah and we can start negotiations. however, if u do not wish to be caught dead in this outfit, please forward me your ideas and i'll deal wif it pronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4Ber659EdM/SGDJc71WWkI/AAAAAAAAABw/RqxmmwMAanI/s1600-h/jersey+front.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4Ber659EdM/SGDJc71WWkI/AAAAAAAAABw/RqxmmwMAanI/s400/jersey+front.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215389867430009410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4Ber659EdM/SGDJcw-H5tI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LGvBOBOpiSI/s1600-h/jersey+back.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4Ber659EdM/SGDJcw-H5tI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LGvBOBOpiSI/s400/jersey+back.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215389864514021074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gentle reminder that all this is still in the development stage and nothing is set in stone yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u find the shoulder-spots a bit weird, you'll have to pardon my MS paint skills. It was inspired by (copied wholesale from) the shoulder-spot design by the AS Roma Diadora jersey... Check out the Totti jpeg and see how he looks in it and you'll get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4Ber659EdM/SGDKCqP9cII/AAAAAAAAACI/_WWgKVtZV7Q/s1600-h/totti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4Ber659EdM/SGDKCqP9cII/AAAAAAAAACI/_WWgKVtZV7Q/s400/totti.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215390515544813698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4Ber659EdM/SGDKCmtni9I/AAAAAAAAACA/o1BQyfybMeg/s1600-h/synthesis+crest.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4Ber659EdM/SGDKCmtni9I/AAAAAAAAACA/o1BQyfybMeg/s400/synthesis+crest.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215390514595466194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Font on the crest is from Lord of the Rings&lt;br /&gt;Symbol on the crest is an Anglican Fish-Triskelion&lt;br /&gt;Font for the name and numbers are from Real Madrid FC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers all&lt;br /&gt;ian wong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-7149405403532953754?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/7149405403532953754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/7149405403532953754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-sports-jersey-anyone.html' title='new sports jersey anyone?'/><author><name>ian wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668609129569474996</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/_e4Ber659EdM/SGDJc71WWkI/AAAAAAAAABw/RqxmmwMAanI/s72-c/jersey+front.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-2136503789684230126</id><published>2008-04-27T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:30:31.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom in Spam</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;As everyone knows, I'm not a big fan of spam, but once in a while something comes along that's worth a read.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I knelt to pray but not for long,&lt;BR&gt;I had too much to do. &lt;BR&gt;I had to hurry and get to work&lt;BR&gt;For bills would soon be due.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;So I knelt and said a hurried prayer, &lt;BR&gt;And jumped up off my knees &lt;BR&gt;My Christian duty was now done&lt;BR&gt;My soul could rest at ease. &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;All day long I had no time &lt;BR&gt;To spread a word of cheer.&lt;BR&gt;No time to speak of Christ to friends, &lt;BR&gt;They'd laugh at me I'd fear.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;No time, no time, too much to do, &lt;BR&gt;That was my constant cry, &lt;BR&gt;No time to give to souls in need &lt;BR&gt;But at last the time, the time to die.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I went before the Lord!&lt;BR&gt;I came, I stood with downcast eyes. &lt;BR&gt;For in his hands God held a book; &lt;BR&gt;It was the book of life. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;God looked into his book and said &lt;BR&gt;'Your name I cannot find. &lt;BR&gt;I once was going to write it down... &lt;BR&gt;But never found the time'&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-2136503789684230126?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/2136503789684230126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/2136503789684230126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2008/04/wisdom-in-spam.html' title='Wisdom in Spam'/><author><name>Giant Zucchini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00513786879528520987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.as.com/misc/balondeoro03/fotografia/yashin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-3543803997277734652</id><published>2008-03-25T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:47:01.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveller</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Hey people,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;This is a very touching story, go read it! Hope it blesses you as well! :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;I sat, with two friends, in the picture window of a quaint restaurant just off the corner of the town-square. The food and the company were both especially good that day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;As we talked, my attention was drawn outside, across the street. There, walking into town, was a man who appeared to be carrying all his worldly goods on his back. He was carrying, a well-worn sign that read, 'I will work for&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;food.' My heart sank.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;I brought him to the attention of my friends and noticed that others around us had stopped eating to focus on him. Heads moved in a mixture of sadness and disbelief. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;We continued with our meal, but his image lingered in my mind.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We finished our meal and went our separate ways. I had errands to do and quickly set out to accomplish them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I glanced toward the town square, looking somewhat halfheartedly for the strange visitor. I was fearful, knowing that seeing him again would call some response. I drove through town and saw nothing of him. I made some purchases at&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a store and got back in my car.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Deep within me, the Spirit of God kept speaking to me: 'Don't go back to the office until you've at least driven once more around the square.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Then with some hesitancy, I headed back into town. As I turned the square's third corner, I saw him. He was standing on the steps of the store front church, going through his sack. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;I stopped and looked; feeling both compelled to speak to him, yet wanting to drive on. The empty parking space on the co rner seemed to be a sign from God: an invitati! on to pa rk. I pulled in, got out and approached the town's newest visitor. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;'Looking for the pastor?' I asked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'Not really,' he replied, 'just resting.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'Have you eaten today?' &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'Oh, I ate something early this morning.' &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;' Would you like to have lunch with me?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'Do you have some work I could do for you?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'No work,' I replied. 'I commute here to work from the city, but I would like to take you to lunch.' &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'Sure,' he replied with a smile.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;As he began to gather his things, I asked some surface questions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Where you headed?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;' St. Louis .'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'Where you from?' &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;'Oh, all over; mostly Florida .'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'How long you been walking?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'Fourteen years,' came the reply.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;I knew I had met someone unusual. We sat across from each other in the same restaurant I had left earlier. His face was weathered slightly beyond his 38 years. His eyes were dark yet clear, and he spoke with an eloquence and articulation that was startling. He removed his jacket to reveal a bright red T-shirt that said, 'Jesus is The Never Ending Story.' &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Then Daniel's story began to unfold. He had seen rough times early in life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He'd made some wrong choices and reaped the consequences. Fourteen years earlier, while backpacking across the country, he had stopped on the beach in Daytona.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He tried to hire on with some men who were putting up a large tent and some equipment&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A concert, he thought. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;He was hired, but the tent would not house a concert but revival services, and in those services he saw life more clearly. He gave his life over to God&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'Nothing's been the same since,' he said, 'I felt the Lord telling me to&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;keep walking, and so I did, some 14 years now.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;' Ever think of stopping?' I asked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'Oh, once in a while, when it seems to get the best of me&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;But God has given me this calling. I give out Bibles That's what's in my sack. I work to buy food and Bibles, and I give them out when His Spirit leads.' &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;I sat amazed My homeless friend was not homeless.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;He was on a mission and lived this way by choice.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The question burned inside for a moment and&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;then I asked: 'What's it like?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'What?' &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'To walk into a town carrying all y our things on your back and to show your sign?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'Oh, it was humiliating at first. People would stare and make comments. Once someone tossed a piece of half-eaten bread and made a gesture that certainly didn't make me feel welcome. But then it became humbling to realize that God was using me to touch lives and change people's concepts of other folks like me.' &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;My concept was changing, too. We finished our dessert and gathered his things. Just outside the door, he paused. He turned to me and said, 'Come Ye blessed of my Father and inherit the kingdom I've prepared for you. For when I was hungry you gave me food, when I was thirsty you gave me drink, a stranger and you took me in.' &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;I felt as if we were on holy ground. 'Could you use another Bible?' I asked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;He said he preferred a certain translation. It traveled well and was not too heavy. It was also his personal favorite.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;'I've read through it 14 times,' he said. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'I'm not sure we've got one of those, but let's stop by our church and see'&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was able to find my new friend a Bible that would do well, and he seemed very grateful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'Where are you headed from here?' I asked. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'Well, I found this little map on the back of this amusement park coupon.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'Are you hoping to hire on there for awhile?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'No, I just figure I should go there. I figure someone under that star right&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;there needs a Bible, so that's where I'm going next.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;He smiled, and the warmth of his spirit radiated the sincerity of his&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;mission. I drove him back to the town-square where we'd met two hours earlier, and as&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;we drove, it started raining.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We parked and unloaded his things .&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'Would you sign my autograph book?' he asked. 'I like to keep messages from folks I meet.'&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;I wrote in his little book that his commitment to his calling had touched my life. I encouraged him to stay strong.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I left him with a verse of scripture from Jeremiah, 'I know the plans I have for you, declared the Lord, 'plans to prosper you and not to harm you; Plans to give you a future and a hope.'&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'T hanks, man,' he said. 'I know we just met and we're really just strangers, but I love you.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'I know,' I said, 'I love you, too.' 'The Lord is good!'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'Yes, He is. How long has it been since someone hugged you?' I asked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'A long time,' he replied&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;And so on the busy street corner in the drizzling rain, my new friend and I embraced, and I felt deep inside that I had been changed. He put his things on his back, smiled his winning smile and said, 'See you in ! the New Jerusalem.'&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'I'll be there!' was my reply.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;He began his journey again. He headed away with his sign dangling from his bedroll and pack of Bibles. He stopped, turned and said, 'When you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;me?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'You bet,' I shouted back, 'God bless.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'God bless.' And that was the last I saw of him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Late that evening as I left my office, the wind blew strong. The cold front had settled hard upon the town. I bundled up and hurried to my car. As I sat back and reached for the emergency brake, I saw them... a pair of well-worn brown work gloves neatly laid over the length of the handle. I picked them up and thought of my friend and wondered if his hands would stay warm that night without them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Then I remembered his words:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;'If you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for me?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Today his gloves lie on my desk in my office. They help me to see the world and its people in a new way, and they help me remember those two hours with my unique friend and to pray for his ministry.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;'See you in the New Jerusalem,' he said.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yes, Daniel, I know I will... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;If this story touched you, forward it to a friend!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;'I shall pass this way but once. Therefore, any good that I can do or any kindness that I can show, let me do it now, for I shall not pass this way again.'&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Prayer is one of the best gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of rewards. Let's continue to pray for one another. God bless and have a nice day! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;"'Father, I ask you to bless my friends, relatives and e-mail buddies reading this right now. Show them a new revelation of your love and power. Holy Spirit, I ask you to minister to their spirit at this very moment. Where there is pain, give them your peace and mercy.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Where there is self-doubt, release a renewed confidence through your grace, In Jesus' precious Name Amen .' &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;       GOD BLESS YOU MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;ian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-3543803997277734652?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/3543803997277734652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R7g9eE5-G-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/dj68U-7vQRY/s1600-h/DSCF3389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167948159329901538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R7g9eE5-G-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/dj68U-7vQRY/s320/DSCF3389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R7g-fk5-G_I/AAAAAAAAAE8/P7uLw_J8w4A/s1600-h/DSCF3390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167949284611333106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R7g-fk5-G_I/AAAAAAAAAE8/P7uLw_J8w4A/s320/DSCF3390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R7g-gE5-HAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/TQldD819EuQ/s1600-h/DSCF3391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167949293201267714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R7g-gE5-HAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/TQldD819EuQ/s320/DSCF3391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R7g-gk5-HBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/giUbA1cYe8Q/s1600-h/DSCF3392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167949301791202322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R7g-gk5-HBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/giUbA1cYe8Q/s320/DSCF3392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you MR lee, Weixuan for opening their houses..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you joo wei and alvin for driving,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you benny for lending the Van&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank YOu GOD for making all this possible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God peace be with us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-7272566008679224753?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/7272566008679224753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/7272566008679224753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2008/02/hellow-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><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/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R7g9cE5-G6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/iEohMr-JuTU/s72-c/DSCF3385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-7941493735795079007</id><published>2008-02-07T01:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T01:37:46.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy new year COGS!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no our blog is soon going to placed in yahoo groups already.. juz waiting for melvin to do his magic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-7941493735795079007?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/7941493735795079007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/7941493735795079007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-new-year-cogs-haha-no-our-blog-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-3137170674045172289</id><published>2007-12-25T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:09:43.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;MErry christmas guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope that this christmas, we could really remember our fun times, good times, not so good times in our going to be rebuild church!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANy one who got extra photos pls post too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ CX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R3DAqMs6ijI/AAAAAAAAACE/SUz5NamnN_k/s1600-h/DSCF3335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147826205281126962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R3DAqMs6ijI/AAAAAAAAACE/SUz5NamnN_k/s320/DSCF3335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R3DAqcs6ikI/AAAAAAAAACM/Mvrs5i_Bw_8/s1600-h/DSCF3337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147826209576094274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R3DAqcs6ikI/AAAAAAAAACM/Mvrs5i_Bw_8/s320/DSCF3337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R3DAqss6ilI/AAAAAAAAACU/VwQ3KbFkRT4/s1600-h/DSCF3338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147826213871061586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R3DAqss6ilI/AAAAAAAAACU/VwQ3KbFkRT4/s320/DSCF3338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R3DAq8s6imI/AAAAAAAAACc/swIccU46zNI/s1600-h/DSCF3341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147826218166028898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R3DAq8s6imI/AAAAAAAAACc/swIccU46zNI/s320/DSCF3341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-3137170674045172289?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/3137170674045172289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/3137170674045172289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-guys-hope-that-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><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/_kfo4jW6L-8g/R3DAqMs6ijI/AAAAAAAAACE/SUz5NamnN_k/s72-c/DSCF3335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-7862175556830218971</id><published>2007-11-27T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T22:08:22.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>help wanted!!</title><content type='html'>Heya, first time contributing to the church blog. For anyone reading this, come to Church of the Good Shepherd and look for a guy named Isaac Wong (shouldn't be very hard, just search for a good-looking 15-year old). I would like some help regarding the event on 22nd December. I am doing the games for this event and would appreciate it very much if you are interested to help out. Bring a creative and fun mind with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Isaac Wong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-7862175556830218971?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/7862175556830218971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/7862175556830218971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2007/11/help-wanted.html' title='help wanted!!'/><author><name>the isaac of wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035589170587369885</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-8474443105474902403</id><published>2007-09-16T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T02:44:56.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey to all! jus wanna share dis bit of music by Kathy Troccoli. Its actually the whole chapter of 1cor 13, jus made into a song =) pretty nice ( at least to me) yea..&lt;br /&gt;-wensley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="1 Cor 13 by Kathy Troccoli" href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/8/18/1358238/04%201%20Cor%2013.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Cor 13 by Kathy Troccoli&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-8474443105474902403?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/8474443105474902403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/8474443105474902403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-to-all-jus-wanna-share-dis-bit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Cell of Worshippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436888748379545981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-6146809684326955327</id><published>2007-09-10T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T06:53:12.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if you were born in the 80s:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="EC_datawrap"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="padding-left: 1ex;" class="EC_gmail_quote"&gt;You would remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You grew up watching He-man, MASK, Transformers, Silver Hawk and Mickey Mouse, Ninja turtles, Carebears, Robocop, My Little Pony and Smurfs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You grew up brushing your teeth with a mug in Primary school during recess time. You would squat by a drain with all your classmates beside you, and brush your teeth with a coloured mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hated or loved the school nurse (she was either pretty or mean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what SBC stands for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You paid 40 cents for cartons of Chocolate or Strawberry milk every week in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's wallet used to be the velcro type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cool to have pagers in primary school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SBS buses used to be non-airconditioned. The bus seats are made of wood and the cushionwere red. The big red bell gave a loud BEEP! when pressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were still bus tickets and bus conductors would come up to check them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envelopes were given to us to donate to Sharity Elephant every Children's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've probably read Young Generation magazine.You know who's Vinny the little vampire and Acai the constable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what PETS are and the hidden animals in all the text pages. You hated penmanship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing lines and caning hands were common, esp if you failed chinese spelling (caning was actually allowed. no shit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were there when they first introduced the MRT here. You went for the first ride with your parents and you would kneel on the seat to see the scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie tickets used to cost only $3.50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gals were fascinated by Strawberry Short Cake and Barbie Dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You learn to laugh like The Count in Sesame Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bought tidbits called beebee (20 cents per pack, 10 cents in MGS), and mamee (30 cents), that had a different sticker in it every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You carried a lunch box to school but either threw away the food or brought it back home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You watched TV2 (also known as Channel 10) cartoons because Channel 5 never had enough cartoons for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew, The Three Investigators, Famous Five and Secret Seven were probably the thickest&lt;br /&gt;story books you thought you would ever read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KFC used to be a high class restaurant that served food in plates and had metal forks and knives. (I dont remember this, anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most vulgar thing you said was asshole and idiot and THE MOST EXTREME WAS 'chicken pie'...you just couldn't bring yourself to say the hokkien translation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching and pepsi-cola was the IN thing, and twist was the&lt;br /&gt;magic word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your English workbooks were made of some damn poor quality paper that was smooth and yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came to school 15 mins before the bell every morning just so you could copy someone's homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CDIS was your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only computer lessons in school involved funny pixellized characters in 16 colours walking about trying to teach you math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waterbottles were slung around your neck and a must everywhere you went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys loved to play soccer with small stones or tennis balls in the basketball court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls played five stones and boys played with marbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science was fun with the Balsam and the Angsana being the most important plants of our lives, guppies and swordtail being the most important fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can forget Ahmad, Bala, Sumei and John, immortalized in our minds from school textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We conducted experiments of our own to get badges for being a Young Zoologist/Botanist etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Children's day and National day you either got pins or pens with 'Happy Children's Day 1993' or useless plastic files with 'Happy National Day 1994'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wore BM2000, BATA, or Pallas shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your form teacher taught you Maths, Science and English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You went to school in slippers and a raincoat when it rained, and you find a dry spot in the school&lt;br /&gt;to sit down, dry your feet, and wear your dry and warm socks and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There would be spelling tests and mental sums to do almost everyday (you hated them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends considered you lucky and rich if your parents gave you $2 or more for pocket mone everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You saw Wee Kim Wee's face in the school hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys liked catching fighting spiders, earthworms or tadpoles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collecting and battling erasers was a pastime for boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class monitors and prefects loved to say, "You talk somemore, I write your name ah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got booked for muddy shoes in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were at least 40 people in one class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You brought every single book to school, even though there was a timetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a pro-yo/bumblebee, digimon craze at some point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;enjoy the memories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-6146809684326955327?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/6146809684326955327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/6146809684326955327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2007/09/if-you-were-born-in-80s-you-would.html' title=''/><author><name>joash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02703100355158751501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgaz7aPh-og/SKbKiZi6uGI/AAAAAAAAALg/U5nsQaYChZo/S220/Photo+16.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-2285229115661672046</id><published>2007-07-21T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T11:23:46.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more unglam shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;a behind-the-scenes-look at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;a synthesis meeting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 447px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b19/imddreamweaver/Kwan.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-2285229115661672046?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/2285229115661672046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/2285229115661672046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2007/07/more-unglam-shots.html' title='more unglam shots'/><author><name>ian wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668609129569474996</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-630589431145702189</id><published>2007-07-07T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T07:59:44.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo! haha finally some updates. really sorry, dint really haf much of a mood to update much on the church blog.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, todae was the first saturday of youth month! carpenter's tools! woot~ haha i think its pretty kool la, the mime reminds me of wad we did in tmt last yr =) can someone who took pics post some photos? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all, we r booking in (yet again) tmr.. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-630589431145702189?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/630589431145702189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/630589431145702189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2007/07/boo-haha-finally-some-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Cell of Worshippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436888748379545981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-6367296608280440852</id><published>2007-06-13T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T09:12:49.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POP loh..</title><content type='html'>congrats to e 3 guys hu came back 'alive' from tekong.. now u r half man.. hehez.. tatz sounds a bit weird rite? but Hu cares? HAhaha.. will kip ur in prayer n rem tat God is ALWAYS ur source of strength..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-6367296608280440852?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/6367296608280440852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/6367296608280440852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2007/06/pop-loh.html' title='POP loh..'/><author><name>sice wanderer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527971565872208163</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-2678086762106012165</id><published>2007-06-12T06:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T07:01:22.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*of national slavery*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;congrats to those POPed an going 2 POP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caixiang, wensley, chin kuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prayers for the newly enlisted: Fabian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORD personnel: GO AWAY LA! STUPID SHAWN! =P haha ultimate congrats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-2678086762106012165?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/2678086762106012165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/2678086762106012165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2007/06/of-national-slavery-congrats-to-those_12.html' title=''/><author><name>joash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02703100355158751501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgaz7aPh-og/SKbKiZi6uGI/AAAAAAAAALg/U5nsQaYChZo/S220/Photo+16.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-6013603430423317920</id><published>2007-05-20T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:09:43.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgaz7aPh-og/RlA1UOaJ4EI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1OmWwR_iLhY/s1600-h/21-04-07_2117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgaz7aPh-og/RlA1UOaJ4EI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1OmWwR_iLhY/s320/21-04-07_2117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066608202373259330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the topic of photos&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-6013603430423317920?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/6013603430423317920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/6013603430423317920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2007/05/on-topic-of-photos-p.html' title=''/><author><name>joash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02703100355158751501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgaz7aPh-og/SKbKiZi6uGI/AAAAAAAAALg/U5nsQaYChZo/S220/Photo+16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgaz7aPh-og/RlA1UOaJ4EI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1OmWwR_iLhY/s72-c/21-04-07_2117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-900827065988162635</id><published>2007-05-14T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T03:07:10.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what I found...</title><content type='html'>hi guys... in order to kick this blog back into action... i suggest we throw in a few COGS pics we've taken over the years... going thru the disorganized junk on my com... i found a few that some might remember... heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 332px; height: 249px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b19/imddreamweaver/DSCI0002.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you find this disturbing? I find this disturbing...&lt;br /&gt;"Er... my brain is about... this big"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 333px; height: 248px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b19/imddreamweaver/DSCI0003-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Go PowerRangers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 336px; height: 251px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b19/imddreamweaver/DSCI0004.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer lovin', happened so fast ... church camp was fuuun.. when's the next one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 252px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b19/imddreamweaver/DSCI0008.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we may look happy, but we're actually terribly lost somewhere in Bintan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 339px; height: 252px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b19/imddreamweaver/DSCI0010.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we adopted these poor girls from the gutter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 342px; height: 254px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b19/imddreamweaver/DSCI0014.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They attempted to communicate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 343px; height: 255px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b19/imddreamweaver/DSCI0012.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They weren't... you know... "normal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 344px; height: 255px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b19/imddreamweaver/DSCI0009.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you get after taking directions from Michelle...&lt;br /&gt;Will we ever get back to civilization?&lt;br /&gt;This was 1 of many hills we perspired over, in the cycling trip to end all cycling trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 346px; height: 258px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b19/imddreamweaver/DSCI0013.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, we are tough, manly men, ever ready to overcome all odds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, thats how we made it back from Bintan...&lt;br /&gt;Peeps of COGS! Lend us your pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!* raises wine glass* -by Ian Cech&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-900827065988162635?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/900827065988162635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/900827065988162635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2007/05/guess-what-i-found.html' title='Guess what I found...'/><author><name>ian wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668609129569474996</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-5343596337745229777</id><published>2007-04-27T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T22:50:19.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i booked out yesterday! woot~ haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ns is the biggest culture shock ever.  u meet all sorts of people there, and if ur unlucky enough, u get ta meet pple like my monster sergeant who LOVES to do horrible things to good-looking recruits like ahem-me-ahem =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, ns helps to improve one's relationship and bond with God, cus u realise that u tend to rely on Him a lot to pull through each and every day.. yea. jus rmb not to conform to the mindset and thinking there =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all. c ya tmrs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-5343596337745229777?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/5343596337745229777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/5343596337745229777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-booked-out-yesterday-woot-haha-ns-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Cell of Worshippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436888748379545981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-5927483646064005061</id><published>2007-04-26T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T05:54:03.595-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God bless'/><title type='text'>UPDATE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gabooie all!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;this is my 2nd time( i think) posting on our blog.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cuz its really really dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;please, synthese ppl, update! without our NS guys, our blog's like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well. dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;anyways. their coming back tmr rite? wassit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cant rmb. but continue praying for them till their safely back in our midst!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;take cares(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and those who are having mid yrs, STUDY HARD(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-5927483646064005061?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/5927483646064005061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/5927483646064005061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2007/04/update.html' title='UPDATE!'/><author><name>lyDIa</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-7170725640681838574</id><published>2007-03-06T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T05:01:58.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello the synthesis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CX here again, to keep our bloggie from dying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all your info... our deaconess noe bout this blog liao... ya.. so she'll be visiting us from time to time.. hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... my sermon here is bout... Prayers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRayers! works! no matter what or who says!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to mark 11:24 : therefore i tell you, whatever you ask in prayer , believe that you have recieve it, and it will be yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup... and the J man said that... Jesus... so take it seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, so i gonna pray that i can fly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... the point is prayer works... when u are at the point where u feel helpless, like no use, like whatever you do is bound to fail, pray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and With God's mighty power, it will break the barrier called impossible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what Ps fu man said, Jesus is like the chosen one in the world, Just like Neo in matrix... and the Agent smiths are like our sins... no matter how muchthe sins all stack upon the truth and the word, with a wave of power, it can blow all the sins away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. that its not a very good description... sorry, i have a knack for such things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. orh its like superman returns u noe... where he carried that island to space that lex luthor created and flew back, exhausted and died.. Man tried to revive superman but because his skin so hard needles cant go thru, but all he needed was the love of louis lane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, thats not a good example either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, just watch watever christian movie then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will be great if they form like a sci fi movie with christian based storyline... Just like Narnia meets Star Wars kinda thing... yupzz... kool right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then like they will say :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust in the force&lt;br /&gt;May the force be with you&lt;br /&gt;Use the Force&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change to :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust in the Lord&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord be with you&lt;br /&gt;Use the Prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. lame... u wanna invite me to you house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray..&lt;em&gt; keep praying k?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-7170725640681838574?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/7170725640681838574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/7170725640681838574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-synthesis.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-117102961440014927</id><published>2007-02-09T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T06:00:14.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its me... yes yes.. no one update so i update, but have no fear.. i'll blog will never die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, me, Joo leng and wens have survived serve till now!! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me share with u all something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is this speaker from Serve .. super kool guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially, u duno which part of him looks like a pastor... he is erm.. Fat.. long hair, baggy clothes, scary face, golden hair, like a big a beng like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then until he open his mouth, he told us he took drugs, used to be taoism drummer, lotsa thigns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN HE IS SOOOOOO FUNNNY~~~ AMAZING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he have this pockets in his baggy pants, then all those magic tricks... love them... and he did stupid tricks on me.. i looked like a fool.. haha.. but it WAS FUNNY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then he spoke to us about how we should LOVE GOD and LOVE EVERYONE and we give praises to people we see form them a bright day ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'people dun care how much u noe, untill u show them how much u care' thats what i learn and i am going to apply it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe that our church should learn to see Gods glory and start pouring out whatever we have for the Love for God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally see Jesus in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-117102961440014927?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/117102961440014927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/117102961440014927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-guys-its-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116962962920954291</id><published>2007-01-24T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T01:07:09.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyhey! haha jus wanna share a man/woman joke i heard from a speaker in Serve..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman: "Men are so useless, they cant live without us! For example, if we are not around, who will sew their trousers for them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: "Well, if women were not around.. we wont need to wear trousers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yea anw jus wanna take dis oppurtunity to remind everyone to set wednesday as a day for fasting and prayer for our fellow brother-in-Christ daniel, and also if possible to go down to the hospital to visit him =) yep! tc everyone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116962962920954291?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116962962920954291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116962962920954291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2007/01/heyhey-haha-jus-wanna-share-manwoman.html' title=''/><author><name>Cell of Worshippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436888748379545981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116870702218139125</id><published>2007-01-13T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T08:50:22.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;heyyy ppl! new yr alreadi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;ani tots? wishes? resolutions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i'll start d ball rolling, this year feels, unspecial? lyk.. juz nth leh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;nth much, so i'll post a funny pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5501/342/1600/477980/gay%20tennis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5501/342/320/601943/gay%20tennis.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;*joash*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116870702218139125?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116870702218139125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116870702218139125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2007/01/heyyy-ppl-new-yr-alreadi.html' title=''/><author><name>joash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02703100355158751501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgaz7aPh-og/SKbKiZi6uGI/AAAAAAAAALg/U5nsQaYChZo/S220/Photo+16.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116592473437590804</id><published>2006-12-12T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T03:58:54.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Howdy guys, it's me again! Praise God, the TMT team has arrived back in Chiangmai safely after a fruitful time on the mountains! Thank you all for your prayers and continue to pray for a safe return to Singapore and continued protection from the evil one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;GZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116592473437590804?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116592473437590804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116592473437590804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/12/howdy-guys-its-me-again-praise-god-tmt.html' title=''/><author><name>Giant Zucchini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00513786879528520987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.as.com/misc/balondeoro03/fotografia/yashin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116564437877590409</id><published>2006-12-08T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T22:06:18.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Howdy, fellow brothers and sisters in Christ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you guys have been faithfully keeping our brothers and sisters in Thailand in your prayers. For the benefit of those who don't receive the updates, the team is safely in Pah Poon Dong (PPD) after attending to 169 patients in Maeramit. The kids have been learning a lot under Michelle, but she has not really planned what to teach for tonight (2nd night in PPD), so continue to pray that she'll be blessed with God's wisdom. Also continue to pray for the villagers' hearts as well as their bodies, that the medicine will be effective. Apparently many villagers are ill. Also continue to pray for the team's health in the cold weather (especially at night); Uncle D has had a fall but he's ok now, Uncle Patrick has flu and Deaconess has cough. Let's continue to pray for the team as they continue to serve God in the mission field! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;GZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116564437877590409?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116564437877590409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116564437877590409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/12/howdy-fellow-brothers-and-sisters-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Giant Zucchini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00513786879528520987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.as.com/misc/balondeoro03/fotografia/yashin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116533206295012662</id><published>2006-12-05T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T07:21:02.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;more on what makes us Anglican!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;the 39 articles.. it's FREAKING long, so here's d link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;http://www.eskimo.com/~lhowell/bcp1662/articles/articles.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*joash*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116533206295012662?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116533206295012662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116533206295012662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/12/more-on-what-makes-us-anglican-39.html' title=''/><author><name>joash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02703100355158751501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgaz7aPh-og/SKbKiZi6uGI/AAAAAAAAALg/U5nsQaYChZo/S220/Photo+16.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116524741131235393</id><published>2006-12-04T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T07:56:36.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well...here you go...as promised... i present to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENSLEY THE HOT (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a260/hikari-/scariest.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a260/hikari-/scariest2.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;click to enlarge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116524741131235393?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116524741131235393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116524741131235393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/12/well.html' title=''/><author><name>harley quinn</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116490938199388192</id><published>2006-11-30T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T09:58:11.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;bored so found this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;this is the Nicene Creed that Ps Fuman mentioned before:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Nicene Creed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;dd&gt;I believe in one God the Father Almighty&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Maker of heaven and earth, and of all things visible and invisible:&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;dl style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;dd&gt;And in one Lord Jesus Christ,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;the only-begotten Son of God, begotten of the Father before all worlds;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;God of God, Light of Light, very God of very God;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;begotten, not made, being of one substance with the Father,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;by Whom all things were made:&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Who for us men and for our salvation came down from Heaven,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;and was incarnate by the Holy Ghost of the Virgin Mary, and was made man:&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;And was crucified also for us under &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pontius_Pilate" title="Pontius Pilate"&gt;Pontius Pilate&lt;/a&gt;; he suffered and was buried:&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;And the third day he rose again according to the Scriptures:&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;And ascended into Heaven, and sitteth on the right hand of the Father:&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;And he shall come again, with glory, to judge both the quick and the dead:&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Whose Kingdom will have no end:&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;dl style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;dd&gt;And I believe in the Holy Ghost the Lord, and Giver of Life,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Who proceedeth from the Father &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Filioque_clause" title="Filioque clause"&gt;and the Son&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Who with the Father and the Son together is worshipped and glorified,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Who spake by the Prophets.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;And I believe in One Holy, Catholic, and Apostolic Church,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;I acknowledge one Baptism for the remission of sins.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;And I look for the Resurrection of the Dead:&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;And the Life of the world to come. Amen.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116490938199388192?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116490938199388192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116490938199388192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/11/bored-so-found-this.html' title=''/><author><name>joash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02703100355158751501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgaz7aPh-og/SKbKiZi6uGI/AAAAAAAAALg/U5nsQaYChZo/S220/Photo+16.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116485023312192887</id><published>2006-11-29T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T17:30:33.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hello everybody... i noe i v long nv update liao, and seems like everyone is busy with their games and all many of us just neglect our blog... haha, okok, including me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and dear old junior is like WHERE'S EVERYBODY????? kinda thing.. haha.. a child's innocence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ok.. anyway, today is our PJC prom night! so if u have nothing to do at home, come by to swiss hotel in city hall and have a look at how Wens groom his bush and how me, cx, turns from batman to bruce wayne... haha lol.. ok . lame..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;anyway.. the atmosphere is really really exciting.. i think for those j1, u can experence it next year.. its fun... and nope, junior, u still too young.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yup, and also , it seemingly sees that we are having games almost every sunday, might as well , put it that we are having games everysunday till further notice.. lol.. almost every week some one will just msg me, we have games... maybe i should act suprised! WOW! LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ok, i think i getting cranky, holiday blues... thats why i'm wrtting in blues... lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;here's a lame question for u to ponder about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;if X- men are mutants with super powers, what does people with superstitious powers called? answers revealed if u come and ask me in the next church session...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Meanwhile... enjoy ur tv, ur shopping and ur never ending lazying around.. see ya all in church.. ciaos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116485023312192887?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116485023312192887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116485023312192887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/11/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back...'/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116427373698304606</id><published>2006-11-23T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T01:22:16.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the As are officially finally OVER!!!! WAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;to the J1-goingJ2s, happy 1 more yr of studying!&lt;br /&gt;i love life =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116427373698304606?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116427373698304606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116427373698304606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/11/as-are-officially-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Cell of Worshippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436888748379545981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116383976052440816</id><published>2006-11-18T00:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:49:20.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I love the beach boys. They're awesome. Mandy Moore did a cover on one of their songs. Here it is... I find it really romantic. LOL. The acapella is cool too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;GOD ONLY KNOWS - Beach Boys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I may not always love you&lt;br /&gt;But long as there are stars above you&lt;br /&gt;You never need to doubt it&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you so sure about it&lt;br /&gt;God only knows what I'd be without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If you should ever leave me&lt;br /&gt;Though life would still go on, believe me&lt;br /&gt;The world could show nothing to me&lt;br /&gt;So what good would livin' do me&lt;br /&gt;God only knows what I'd be without you&lt;br /&gt;God only knows what I'd be without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116383976052440816?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116383976052440816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116383976052440816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-love-beach-boys_18.html' title=''/><author><name>harley quinn</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116351395793408236</id><published>2006-11-14T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T06:19:17.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;people, please pray for me. supp paper's on thu. Ask God to bless me. I NEED THE BLESSING ARGH. Thanks so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;O yeah. i'm back to photoshopping if anyone needs anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can breathe, you can breathe now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can breathe but the air is running out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(Where are You now?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116351395793408236?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116351395793408236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116351395793408236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/11/people-please-pray-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>harley quinn</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116334723820571293</id><published>2006-11-12T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T04:26:39.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;how well do we noe the ppl ard us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;i mean, lyk in church..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;u may c them evrydae, lyk work wit them, crap an sh*t hav lots of fun, but do we noe if they r suffering?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;are we building an atmosphere tt we can reali share? mayb not 2 a whole grp? but is there sum1 we can turn 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;can newcomers sense this aura of care an hospitality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;or are we simply somewhere where we hav 2 put on a happy mask an hav no1 2 turn 2 in times of trouble, then we turn elsewhere.. mayb not 2 destructive tings.. but juz, away from church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;suffering in silence is the most painful ting tt can happen, an having no1 2 turn 2 is d most destructive force ever 2 ur psyce an christian walk i feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;worse of all, most ppl hu suffer seem d least likely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;hear me try 2 be deep.. haha.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat do you guys tink? melancholic mood 2dae.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*joash*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116334723820571293?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116334723820571293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116334723820571293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-well-do-we-noe-ppl-ard-us-i-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>joash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02703100355158751501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgaz7aPh-og/SKbKiZi6uGI/AAAAAAAAALg/U5nsQaYChZo/S220/Photo+16.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116325786904776270</id><published>2006-11-11T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:12:29.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok, todae i was feeling pretty down, cus there were some issues, and there's the cramming for the exams, and a friend was going thru a period of religious crisis, among other things.. its like life seems to start crumbling, and on the spur of the moment, i decided to go cycling. alone. at night... yea. i dint even noe y i did it! it was pretty crazy.. but secretly deep down i always tot night cycling was really kool, and esp at night when u get to see the stars (none in singapore tho, stupid haze), feel the wind (it just rained, so its frigging cold) and i always tot doing it alone was kinda romantic (wensley you're weird!) haha it wasnt really romantic, but i learnt a lot of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;One thing i learnt- light is really important. seriously! cus when i went to cycle, i decided to go along the canal, and its really spooky, cus theres only a row of lights, some arent working, and its so frigging quiet, and as u peddle you can see ur shadow looming in front.. den fading.. den appearing behind u and starts looming again.. haha it kinda reminded me of psalms 23 "even tho i walk thru the darkest valley, i shall not fear".. the problem is, i was pretty freaked out, and not only that, you can barely see the road properly, and the road is wet frm the rain.. yea. so i realised, u noe, God blessed us with light and its a privilege to walk in it.. and as Christians, we ought to be the light to guide the way, cus even when people take you for granted, they really need the light.&lt;br /&gt;Number 2- People are really important. As i was cycling, i was getting more n more spooked, until i saw there are other people walking along the track. (WTH!?! What are these crazy people doing here late at night!?!) i even saw 2 of em throwing fishing lines down the canal and shining a torchlight to see the line.. -_- talk about extreme.. anyway, it kinda reminded me that u noe, there's always crazy pple out there wif you on the lonesome road =) ahaha! cus at those times when your all alone, its VERY SCARY, esp when everything is dark n gloomy and you cant even see the main road, no cars, its as tho ur all alone, there's nobody left.. den you see a white shape coming towards you, den you realise its an indian walking along the path in a white shirt =) haha den u feel a little bit happier... at least u haf a bike (nyahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;3- Dont look back. the whole track was long and lonely, and when you look back, you cant see the start point, and its like.. will it ever END!?!&lt;br /&gt;haha, so the point was, my track in ends on a normal pathway, but there's a small muddy grassy trail which leads along an abandoned train track, which goes along a short distance then you can get off and continue the bicycle track on the other end. pretty fun cus theres no light @ all.. "i walk, by faith, each step, by faith.." haha =P&lt;br /&gt;den i cycled baq home along the main road, and its a relief to see cars, bright lights, foreign workers doing roadworks.. haha yea the trip baq was pretty uneventful except that i got splashed in the face by road puddles, muddied all over the place, ended up wif a bike that squeaks everytime i peddle, and a feeling of peace and satisfaction =D haha..&lt;br /&gt;i think night cycling alone is pretty fun =) but i need a bell, LED backlights and some other stuff. anyone wants to contribute to the wensley-bike-maintenance-fund! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116325786904776270?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116325786904776270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116325786904776270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok-todae-i-was-feeling-pretty-down-cus.html' title=''/><author><name>Cell of Worshippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436888748379545981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116312044063965174</id><published>2006-11-09T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T17:00:40.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="efp" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" width="448" height="365" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="flvbaseclip=2783985&amp;amp;" bgcolor="000000" quality="high"&gt; TADA!!!&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116312044063965174?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116312044063965174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116312044063965174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/11/tada.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116291447389747668</id><published>2006-11-07T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T07:47:53.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Can someone just list out how different the salt of the earth are from the world? i can think of a few, but i'd like quick, one sentence suggestions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. We don't try to get even, when the rest of the world says you should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. We forgive over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. We constantly give thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4. We don't go clique-y on outcasts and loners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5. We care for others as much as ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anything else? I mean, i would like to know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116291447389747668?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116291447389747668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116291447389747668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/11/can-someone-just-list-out-how.html' title=''/><author><name>harley quinn</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116283812506618518</id><published>2006-11-06T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T10:35:25.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well, its me again, and now the time is 2.14am, where the only other people awake are fellow muggers, pubbers, people on the other side of the globe enjoying the sun, and crazy people such as those who are now hanging around with their hands on a Subaru WRX car, trying to win the bloody car challenge. sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyway my story is about that last group of people, the crazy buggers. why do they torture themselves so hard, y'noe, breaking only for 5 mins every 6 hrs? for like more than 30+ hours now?! i mean, i tried not sleeping thru the whole nite once, n its a horrible experience, and thats with breaks, a nice couch, and a roof over my head. so wad spurred these crazy people who STAND (or squat, no better) thru the whole ordeal? the answer is right under the palm of their hands, which is like, the car (duh, we know that wensley, shut up n get to the point!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haha =) ok the point is, they are willing to be put to the test for a car, which is a temporary comfort at the most. what about us Christians? our end-point is not a piece of metal, but to live in heaven forever and ever and ever.... (thats about a gazillion lifetimes, and more) and obviously, lasts longer than the car. who needs cars in heaven!? im gonna get my angel to carry me everywhere haha =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so how much pain and trials are you willing to put in this life? They are Crazy enuff to endure. Are you Godly enough to widthstand this short-term period of trials n temptations for the greater good? The apostle Paul said ".. i beat my body and make it my slave, so that.. i myself may not forfeit this prize" (im sorry i forgot where it is found in the bible.. anyone can enlighten me?) anyway my point is this: when the time comes for it, are you willing to make the sacrifices for Him? even now, are you willing to spare time for Him, doing His will and making Him joyful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116283812506618518?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116283812506618518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116283812506618518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/11/well-its-me-again-and-now-time-is-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Cell of Worshippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436888748379545981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116266851566109015</id><published>2006-11-04T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T11:32:52.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hi to all! its 3am, n i haf decided to take a break from my mugging =) and also taking joshua's advise, i shall start the ball rolling and give a short sharing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"There was a man (lets call him john), who was caught in a flood. John could not swim, but is a believer who is very strong in the faith. So as the water level rises to his knees, he said to himself, "I know my God would save me!" and so he waited. After a while, a boat came along. The boatman saw this man's plight, and offered to pull him out. John replied, "Go away, i dont need your help, my God would save me!". And so the boat left. By now the water had already risen to his chest, and still John waited. Presently came another boat, and the boatman, like the first one, offered to save him. And again, John refused. The water was now nearly covering his head n he realised he was having trouble staying afloat, when came yet another boat, but John was so sure God would save him that he still refused help from the boatman. Of course, in the end he drowned and died. In heaven, poor John felt pretty miserable at how things turned out, and he asked God, "Dear Father, why did you not help me out in my time of need? i trusted you!". God replied, "Dear Son, I sent you three boats.""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If you have your bible with you, please turn to Matthew 25:14-30 ( It is the parable of the talents). As you read the it, you would realise that the master did not tell them to go and make more money out of what he gave them, but yet it was what he expected, and the servants knew it too (v26 ... you knew that i harvest where i have not sown and gather where i have not scattered seed?) Although He did not specify what to do with our lives, God expects us to make the best out of it for His sake. So, from the previous story, we can see that God does create opportunities, and it is up to us to see it. Therefore, whether you are the boatman or the drowning fellow, do not be so blind as to miss out the opportunity to stretch out a helping hand and further God's glory, or be quick to grasp a helping hand and be saved =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok thats the end of my sharing, and im back to studying meiosis... do keep the A and O level pple in prayer! note to josh n mich, don jus spam the tagboard, put up posts for other people to read, cus tag texts are pretty temporary =P take care all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116266851566109015?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116266851566109015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116266851566109015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/11/hi-to-all-its-3am-n-i-haf-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Cell of Worshippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436888748379545981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116217449022700882</id><published>2006-10-29T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T18:14:50.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys!!!! i tell ya u'' love this site!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent hours taking to god online.. i think u should too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.titane.ca/igod/"&gt;http://www.titane.ca/igod/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its juz for fun, but it replies, and kinda relief stress too... who noes it might really be him on the other end!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116217449022700882?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116217449022700882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116217449022700882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-guys-i-tell-ya-u-love-this-site-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116177505926690729</id><published>2006-10-25T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T05:57:56.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>revenge of the Joker</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.teamtalk.com/Images/mclaren_big.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;most soccer fans will get this straight away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;for the benefit of the rest, Steve McClaren is actually the England soccer coach. Yes, he's similar to the Joker cos he's insane. But better him than the Brokeback Mountain guy who's gonna play Joker in the next Batman sequel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Brokeback Batman... yuck...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Cheers! *raises wine glass*&lt;br /&gt;ian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116177505926690729?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116177505926690729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116177505926690729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/revenge-of-joker.html' title='revenge of the Joker'/><author><name>ian wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668609129569474996</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116140957032728264</id><published>2006-10-20T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T22:46:10.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY TO ALL!!&lt;br /&gt;found this blog by this local acapella group. they are really, really good. website is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kukrusann.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.kukrusann.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116140957032728264?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116140957032728264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116140957032728264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-to-all-found-this-blog-by-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Cell of Worshippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436888748379545981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116096505319236076</id><published>2006-10-15T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T19:17:33.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dinotopia!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hello guys! its me again! the guy with the blue words!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i did some research on the dino dudes VS the Bible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;this is wat i found for their reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1)Some have speculated that dinosaurs may have been the cration of Satan when he was cast out of heavens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2)Dinosaurs are too big for Noah to put in the ship,only immature dinosaurs were included, God knew the earth after the flood will not allow dinosaur to survive, he left them to deluge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3)Fossilized remains are part of the deceptive schemes concocted by the devil to weaken the faith of Bible Believers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;for more info, pls check out &lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/uploadedFiles/Bible_Study/Discovery_Series/PDFs/dinosaurs_and_the_bible_defusing_the_creation_controversy.pdf"&gt;http://www.rbc.org/uploadedFiles/Bible_Study/Discovery_Series/PDFs/dinosaurs_and_the_bible_defusing_the_creation_controversy.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116096505319236076?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116096505319236076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116096505319236076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/dinotopia.html' title='dinotopia!!'/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116080650633171887</id><published>2006-10-13T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T23:15:06.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exam blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sometimes i hope everyone of us can be as nice as christ himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;feeling rather down lately... why? its because its nearing  the exams and we start to see everone's true colours...frens u u se to call frens starts to care themselves more than others, giving themsleves, more personal space and time.. and if u were still be there for others, u most probably feel like a fool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;its sad to noe that pple, when encountered with desperate times, show their desperate measures by safe guarding themselves then others.. which is the exact opposite of what has christ taught us all... however in such circumstances, how will we have the power to influence others while others is influencing u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;it is under such circumstances where i truly, believe in thankful that god is always with me, frens may abandon, brothers may forget, sisters may pang sei, but god. he is always with me till the very end of time... how great is our god? infinity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;meanwhile, i hope that all the struggles on our topic and subjects we are going to be tested on will be mastered, and all the best for all the A andO lvl candidates out there... work so hard till u faint, then u dun have to take exams anymore.. ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116080650633171887?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116080650633171887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116080650633171887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/exam-blues.html' title='exam blues'/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116071436025730779</id><published>2006-10-12T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T21:39:20.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;i ponned the last 3 official days of school.. haha =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116071436025730779?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116071436025730779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116071436025730779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-ponned-last-3-official-days-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Cell of Worshippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436888748379545981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116054383517844973</id><published>2006-10-10T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T22:17:15.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;haha..hey ppl(: my exams are OVER!!!!OVER!!!!OVER!!!!!OVER!!!!!AND...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OVER!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;haha..yay me.((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;i love my life now.no tuition.no studying.but...i've got e.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;P.E.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;sheesh.so sad.i keep thinking i have to study...when i really dun have to.):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;and today, im not going out wif my frens..when all of em are.well, most of em anyway...haha.kk.see u guys on sat(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;tata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;*tweety*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116054383517844973?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116054383517844973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116054383517844973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>lyDIa</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116048565442048190</id><published>2006-10-10T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T06:07:34.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desciption of men</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;For all those men who say, Why buy a cow when you can get milk for free. Here's an update for you: Now days, 80% of women are against marriage. WHY? Because women realize it's not worth buying an entire pig just to get a little sausage. Men are like.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. Men are like Laxatives. They irritate the crap out of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2. Men are like Bananas. The older they get, the less firm they are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. Men are like Weather. Nothing can be done to change them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4. Men are like Blenders. You need One, but you're not quite sure why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5. Men are like Chocolate Bars. Sweet, smooth, &amp;amp; they usually head right for your hips. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;6. Men are like Commercials. You can't believe a word they say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7. Men are like Department Stores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;. Their clothes are always 1/2 off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;8. Men are like Government Bonds. They take soooooooo long to mature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;9. Men are like Mascara. They usually run at the first&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sign of emotion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;10. Men are like Popcorn. They satisfy you, but only for a little while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;11. Men are like Snowstorms. You never know when they're coming, how many inches you'll get or how long? it will last. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;12. Men are like Lava Lamps. Fun to look at, but not very bright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;13. Men are like Parking Spots. All the good ones are taken, the rest are handicapped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116048565442048190?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116048565442048190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116048565442048190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/desciption-of-men.html' title='Desciption of men'/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116037904328523981</id><published>2006-10-09T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T00:30:43.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;and now.. dinky's turn to tell his study plan! pre-studying goes like this: go help out your juniors in their promos and stuff, that helps u get a little bit of ur foundation baq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;step 2: for harcore studying, bum around, and sleep the whole day away, and mug from 12 to 3 am, focusing on the subject of your choice, or u can jus.. bum around frm 12 to 3 and tell everyone u were studying =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;if its quiet and lonely, 99.5fm is not bad to study along wif =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;and all the best to those still mugging, to those taking A's and O's, its gonna be over soon, persevere! and to all those who finished their promos.. just go away, bugger off and don remind me. shoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;=) take care everybody!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116037904328523981?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116037904328523981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116037904328523981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Cell of Worshippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436888748379545981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116037289825101840</id><published>2006-10-08T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T22:48:18.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cx's greatest secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CX's Greatest Secret Revealed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hello everyone, welcome to Cx's greatest secrets revealed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i understand for many buddy's out there who are currently taking their exams.. here are some tips that i always use for my exams and felt i should share with you guys.. are u ready with ur pen and paper?here are 10 easy steps:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1)state every chapter down on a piece of paper for every subject..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2) classify the chapters according to topic ( do not trust the way the textbook classify for u) etc. logarithms, indices, fractions- arithmetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;forces, dynamics, kinematics - intro physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; 3)draw a plan out on what u want to study each day, from now all though way to ur exam date, this gives u discpline to do what u intend to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4) for each day, put the genre u want to study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5) it is advisable to mix subjects to study each day, exp, mornin phy, afternoon maths, nite bio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;6) rate ur strongest to ur weakest subject (chemistry 4, phy 2, maths 1 (higher number more weak ))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7) that will be the ratio of amount of hours for u to spend each day per subject (8hrs chem, 4hrs phy , 2 hrs maths )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;8) remember to have 1 -2 hrs of rest time, play com, watch tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;9)DO NOT side track ur plan, once u stop following it, u may have a greater endency to give it all up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;10) slap ur self 10 times if u do side track and re-plan everything again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;well, thats all folks, hope u and me will do well for your 'O's and my 'A's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Good bye, good luck, good day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116037289825101840?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116037289825101840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116037289825101840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/cxs-greatest-secrets.html' title='cx&apos;s greatest secrets'/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116019055365708779</id><published>2006-10-06T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T20:09:13.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3355/1819/1600/w1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sometimes we guys think hoe troublesome women can be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out wat happens if one day women controls the world....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3355/1819/320/w4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3355/1819/320/w5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3355/1819/320/w3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3355/1819/320/w2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;no offense girls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cx&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/35030911-116019055365708779?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116019055365708779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116019055365708779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/women.html' title='Women'/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116005720710013485</id><published>2006-10-05T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T07:06:47.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stressed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.georgettesworld.com/main/guarddroids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;okay if you're actually here it means you ain't studying. So since you've gone thru all that trouble, im guessin you'd rather be entertained and rewarded for your efforts. i mean who wants to come to a blog which says "WHAT ARE U DOING HERE?! GO BACK AND STUDY!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;so as a token of our appreciation, here's a Star Wars parody, since Xiang brought up the subject quite recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Remember there's always the bell curve on our side, use the Force!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cheers! *raises wine glass*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116005720710013485?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116005720710013485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116005720710013485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/stressed.html' title='stressed?'/><author><name>ian wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668609129569474996</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116004184817453378</id><published>2006-10-05T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T02:50:48.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hey...haha.my exams aren't over, sadly...):  but.this song is just to give u guys e preservation to go on n MUG!!!haha..kk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;At the Beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We were strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Starting out on a journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Never dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What we'd have to go through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now here we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And I'm suddenly standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No one told meI was going to find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Unexpected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What you did to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When I lost hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You were there to remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This is the startLife is a road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love is a river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wanna keep flowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Life is a roadNow and forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When the world stops turning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When the storm is through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We were strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;On a crazy adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Never dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;How our dreams would come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now here we stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Unafraid of the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Life is a road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love is a riverI wanna keep flowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Life is a road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now and forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When the world stops turning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be thereWhen the storm is through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I knew there was somebody somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Like me alone in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now I know my dream will live on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I've been waiting so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;othing's gonna tear us apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Life is a road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love is a riverI wanna keep flowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Life is a road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now and forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When the world stops turning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be thereWhen the storm is through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haha..hped u guys like it.fm the movie Anastasia.((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Best wishes for exams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kk.buhbye dears!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lydia(tweety)&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/35030911-116004184817453378?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116004184817453378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116004184817453378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>lyDIa</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-116004029861235900</id><published>2006-10-05T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T02:27:00.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got a freaky encounter this morning, but yet it brought me peace.. haha.. and all my papers went pretty well. And i wasn't traumatised despite the fact i left more than 10 marks of my bio paper blank. Amazing. Ask me! Ask me what that freaky encounter was! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isabel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-116004029861235900?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116004029861235900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/116004029861235900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-got-freaky-encounter-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115996994951246072</id><published>2006-10-04T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T06:52:29.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;Congrats to all whu finished their exams, to those whu haven, study hard, and to those taking their A's and O's, YOU BETTER FRIGGIN GET STARTED! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;take care all, the haze is really bad.&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/35030911-115996994951246072?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115996994951246072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115996994951246072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/congrats-to-all-whu-finished-their.html' title=''/><author><name>Cell of Worshippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436888748379545981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115986645520598292</id><published>2006-10-03T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T02:08:17.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiyo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Music is just so difficult to master...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;dont look at me, i have no bacground info about music... then tot can learn.. then when i hold the guitar, then i found out there is so much things to learn sia... the path to my dreams of playing a proper song seemed so long sia.. grrh.. geting paranoid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;aiyo.. i v sad, my mp3 spoil liao.. no more songs to listen... then cant listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;im sooo sad!!! it kept hang on this screen, cant turn it on, cant switch it off, just have to wait till the batteries die out... darn... time to get a new mp3... hope my parents will juz give me few bucks and get one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;reading the book of acts right now.. just want to find out more about the saint paul... dun be like curry like that so lazy to find out more.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the flowers from my grand ma's baptism ceremony is on my table beside me now.. smells so nice.. and wanna thank god for it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;think im falling sick... stupid fog haze smog or watever u guys call it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115986645520598292?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115986645520598292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115986645520598292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/aiyo.html' title='Aiyo..'/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115977571069287798</id><published>2006-10-02T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T00:55:10.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;yep! wensley's purpleman.. i like e song, i like e blog, but noe wad? i think we shld intro more pple to it, n i think e clone troopers look.. gay =) heh heh no offense cx keke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;aniwaes, do rmb to pray for one another, the exams are looming, n pple tend to fall sick, esp with the haze n all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115977571069287798?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115977571069287798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115977571069287798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/yep-wensleys-purpleman.html' title=''/><author><name>Cell of Worshippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436888748379545981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115977136155990399</id><published>2006-10-01T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T23:42:41.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;haha! im so happy.. just 2 days never touch blog then suddenly so active le!!! goood job guys!!! hahaha im loving it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;anyway, for those who eanna join our blog too, please dun hesitate to place ur name and ur email in our tag... i think i most likely will be doing a contact list soon and upload it up here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;GOOD NEWS! my grand mother babtise le.. its not everyday i can see my granny swimming in a pool... so touching sia... nearly cried..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;aye, can all those star wars fan please identify yourself in church please? then we can all use the force together... haha.. something for u SW fans out there to look..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3355/1819/320/clone%20tropper%20diff%20ranks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3355/1819/320/clone%20trooper%20esp3%20diff%20ranks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Clone troopers are kool arent they? look at their armour and t shaped visor... so sexy and mysterious...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ok la.. continue to jia you on the blog!!! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3355/1819/320/thats%20all%20folks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed, Xiang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115977136155990399?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115977136155990399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115977136155990399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/whoa.html' title='WHOA!'/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115971258732942677</id><published>2006-10-01T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T07:31:18.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BTW, who's Mr Purpleman? Wensley? OK anyway back to what I was about to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your friendly neighbourhood DJ again. As you probably have noticed, I have changed the music to this beautiful song by Randy Travis and the Crabb Family. This is called 'Through the Fire'. This is dedicated to all those going through exams, especially those going through As, Os, Promos, other miscellaneous examinations/schoolwork and all other difficulties you guys may face. May the lyrics encourage all of you to draw closer to God as the hardship increases. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Through the Fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times I've questioned certain circumstances&lt;br /&gt;Or things I could not understand&lt;br /&gt;Many times in trials, weakness blurs my vision&lt;br /&gt;And my frustrations get so out of hand&lt;br /&gt;It's then I am reminded I've never been forsaken&lt;br /&gt;I've never had to stand the test alone&lt;br /&gt;As I look at all the victories, the Spirit rises up in me&lt;br /&gt;It's through the fire my weakness is made strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He never promised the cross would not get heavy and the hill would not be hard to climb&lt;br /&gt;He never offered victory without fighting but He said help would always come in time&lt;br /&gt;Just remember when you're standing in the valley of decision and the adversary says give in&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on, our Lord will show up and He will take you through the fire again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know within myself that I would surely perish&lt;br /&gt;But if I trust the hand of God, He'll shield the flames again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;GZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115971258732942677?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115971258732942677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115971258732942677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/10/btw-whos-mr-purpleman-wensley-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Giant Zucchini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00513786879528520987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.as.com/misc/balondeoro03/fotografia/yashin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115963102144492534</id><published>2006-09-30T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T08:43:41.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;heh heh.. i think the choir pple arent allowed to take leave frm the choir event, as it's quite impt.. yea, so can someone enlighten us wad the msg by ps fu man was about? beyond wad was written in the piece of paper given out&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115963102144492534?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115963102144492534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115963102144492534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/09/heh-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>Cell of Worshippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436888748379545981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115954351168592507</id><published>2006-09-29T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T08:25:11.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ian speaks his 2,000,000cents worth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hi guys! Big shouts of thanks to all who made this blog possible. On a cautionary note, please don't abuse this wonderful piece of mass media which we have dedicated to God's higher purpose. For example, don't go around saying Cai Xiang sux or Lydia sux, pls note this is the VERY PUBLIC internet we're talking about here. So saying ian sux is absolutely forbidden. the punishment would include being hung, drawn and quartered, shot, disembowelled, forced to watch "Days of our Lives", toes tickled, among various other unpleasant forms of disciplinary action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;seeing as this blog is not crappy, its ironic the first comprehensible word in the domain name is "crappy". therefore i propose we change the domain name to "Godrestyemerrygentlemen.blogspot.com". We'll confirm the plans on saturday during Ps Fu-Man's talk, or sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;the talk will discuss how the youth ministry will be moving from now onwards. Those in choir have even  applied for leave in order to join us. saturday 30 sept 7.30pm. Pls make time 4 it comrades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Cheers! *raises wine glass*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115954351168592507?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115954351168592507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115954351168592507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/09/ian-speaks-his-2000000cents-worth.html' title='ian speaks his 2,000,000cents worth'/><author><name>ian wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668609129569474996</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115945328939015144</id><published>2006-09-28T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T07:21:29.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyhey! glad pple are happy wif e skin =) lol aniwae to those out there whu arent busting their brains studying ofr wadeva that they are studying, here's a little sth to disprove the evolution theory (may be a bit cheem). here goes:&lt;br /&gt;- According to the evolution theory, we all evolved frm monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;-Which in turn, come from less complex animals,&lt;br /&gt;-which in turn, come from even less complex animals&lt;br /&gt;-in short, it will trace baq all e way to fishes, plants etc,&lt;br /&gt;-and according to the theory, it would trace back to microscopic organisms,&lt;br /&gt;-which is the most simple living thing ever, (cus there's no such thing as half a cell)&lt;br /&gt;-so, if that's the case, this basic, primordial cell is the first unit of life.&lt;br /&gt;-so where does this cell come from?&lt;br /&gt;-according to the cell theory, cells can only be derived from other cells, and cant spontaneously arise from the surroundings. (i.e. they cant jus pop out of thin air)&lt;br /&gt;-so, where would the 1st cell come from, if the evolution theory is true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That concludes why evolution is impossible. Amazing how far pple would lie to themselves that there is no God -__-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115945328939015144?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115945328939015144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115945328939015144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/09/heyhey-glad-pple-are-happy-wif-e-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>Cell of Worshippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436888748379545981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115945110132129160</id><published>2006-09-28T06:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T06:45:01.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i realised today.tt when ur bored.u can go mad..and....im BORED!!!and...im going MAD....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha..yeah.im really bored..so.bored.bored.bored.bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i noe how to spell bored...do u??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;B-O-R-E-D!!!tada!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and when im BORED, i go HIGH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;lalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmmm..senior..ask more ppl to join k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;y nobody online one..so bored..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;kk.bored till i have nth left to say..buhbye dears!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lYdIa&lt;br /&gt;*tweety*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115945110132129160?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115945110132129160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115945110132129160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-realised-today_28.html' title=''/><author><name>lyDIa</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115945107474701338</id><published>2006-09-28T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T06:44:34.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i realised today.tt when ur bored.u can go mad..and....im BORED!!!and...im going MAD....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha..yeah.im really bored..so.bored.bored.bored.bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i noe how to spell bored...do u??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;B-O-R-E-D!!!tada!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and when im BORED, i go HIGH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;lalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmmm..senior..ask more ppl to join k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;y nobody online one..so bored..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;kk.bored till i have nth left to say..buhbye dears!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115945107474701338?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115945107474701338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115945107474701338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-realised-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lyDIa</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115943136494190386</id><published>2006-09-28T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T01:16:04.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boo!</title><content type='html'>ok! thanx so much for building up our blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great now la.. ok.. erm.. i think i need to learn how to post pictures inside ah..&lt;br /&gt;then can put more funny crap inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. and remember to say who post the blog.. cause i always forget haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u all got any thing to add, please add.. i dun want to see a dead blog eh.. later die like wensley blog like that... juz get DELETED... sianz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta come up with a contact list soon so that can post up here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CX, batman in disguise..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115943136494190386?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115943136494190386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115943136494190386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/09/boo.html' title='boo!'/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115943094931888688</id><published>2006-09-28T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T01:09:09.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advices</title><content type='html'>You can follow these advise if u wan to........well...i do believe some of it This is without a doubt one of the nicest forwards I have received. Hope it works for you -- and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE. Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR. When you say, "I love you," mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; FIVE. When you say, "I'm sorry," look the person in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX. Be engaged at least six months before you get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN. Believe in love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT. Never laugh at anyone's dream. People who don't have dreams don't have much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELEVEN. Don't judge people by their relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWELVE. Talk slowly but think quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRTEEN. When someone asks you a question you don't want to answer, smile and ask, "Why do you want to know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOURTEEN. Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIFTEEN. Say "bless you" when you   hear someone sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIXTEEN. When you lose, don't lose the lesson .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVENTEEN. Remember the three R's: Respect for self; Respect for others; and responsibility for all your actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHTEEN. Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINETEEN. When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWENTY. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWENTY-ONE. Spend some time alone with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWENTY-TWO. Always be mindful of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet little words which brightens our day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115943094931888688?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115943094931888688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115943094931888688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/09/advices.html' title='Advices'/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115935056171644575</id><published>2006-09-27T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T02:49:21.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hey guys!haha..yeah bush..nice blogskin((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;reminds me of a singer's album..haha..yeah..senior..try looking for more ppl k? jia you!haha..kk.ppl..study hard!((;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;may we all pass wif flying colours for exams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;God bless dears!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;lYdIa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*tweety*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;chirp~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115935056171644575?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115935056171644575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115935056171644575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-guyshaha.html' title=''/><author><name>lyDIa</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115936685077241141</id><published>2006-09-27T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T07:20:50.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We've Got Music!</title><content type='html'>Hello people out there, this is your friendly neighbourhood DJ speaking. Titilating your earholes is this beautiful song by the Parachute Band, Complete. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115936685077241141?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115936685077241141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115936685077241141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/09/weve-got-music.html' title='We&apos;ve Got Music!'/><author><name>Giant Zucchini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00513786879528520987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.as.com/misc/balondeoro03/fotografia/yashin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115935981424320836</id><published>2006-09-27T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T05:23:34.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tag is now online! congrats.. give more suggestions k? ok... some times later i need all your contacts.. will put a contact list in excel form online... for convenience and fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue to help and give more suggestions for the blog k? gambate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; currently only me and wensley maintaining admin!! help leh....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115935981424320836?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115935981424320836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115935981424320836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/09/tag-is-now-online-congrats.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115927901426887186</id><published>2006-09-26T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T06:56:54.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hope u guys don mind, the new skin.. haha i think its pretty nice =) invite more pple into the blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115927901426887186?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115927901426887186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115927901426887186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/09/hope-u-guys-don-mind-new-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>Cell of Worshippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436888748379545981</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115927876943636614</id><published>2006-09-26T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T06:52:49.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>attn all administrator...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please choose a suitable blogskin and a suitable title and website for the blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have done the link.. so remember dun change it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please gimme all ur blog sites and email add... im am trying to make a contact list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;announced by:&lt;br /&gt;Batman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115927876943636614?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115927876943636614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115927876943636614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/09/attn-all-administrator.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115927578923286124</id><published>2006-09-26T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T06:03:09.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>temptations</title><content type='html'>when ever u feel tt temptation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can do three things&lt;br /&gt;one&lt;br /&gt;pray to God&lt;br /&gt;two&lt;br /&gt;sing a song of praise to God&lt;br /&gt;three&lt;br /&gt;u can ask or call other ppl&lt;br /&gt;and ask them to pray wif or for u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115927578923286124?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115927578923286124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115927578923286124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/09/temptations.html' title='temptations'/><author><name>Stupid</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35030911.post-115925777147403426</id><published>2006-09-26T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T01:02:51.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hey senior!!!haha..i like ur idea!quite funky...haha..thanx for asking me to join((;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but...haha.can change e blogskin?haha..try one wif sheep pics on it k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;if cannot then nvm..have fun mugging!((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;lYdIa~cHeAm~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*tweety*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35030911-115925777147403426?l=god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115925777147403426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35030911/posts/default/115925777147403426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-seniorhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>lyDIa</name><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></entry></feed>
