<?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-3987345661206976715</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:54:45.279+08:00</updated><category term='Friends'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Christ'/><category term='Music'/><title type='text'>All Of The Above</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150424998884566533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3987345661206976715.post-6118943179198303937</id><published>2007-11-10T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T12:04:24.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brian Littrell</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nRB918Bw6i0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nRB918Bw6i0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man is an inspiration. Brian Littrell is an American singer , best known as a member of the BackStreet Boys. Despite of the fame and popularity , this guy still remain strong in his faith . You can read him up on wikipedia. He released his solo Contemporary Christian Album in late 2006. Man i got to say its good.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RzUr-gTNZ2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/At7Twe0cXcw/s1600-h/CrossRoad_by_ra3coma14diti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RzUr-gTNZ2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/At7Twe0cXcw/s320/CrossRoad_by_ra3coma14diti.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131055703280936802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in the world but not of the world. There are definitely times when temptations and circumstances  arise. You are give two roads to choose. Either the broad road or the narrow road.Due to peer pressure, you will be placed in a rather difficult position. The Broad road will be obviously the easier , typical , secular and mundane route. While the narrow road is a choice which is different from the norm and many will find you strange and might criticise you.  It is at these crossroads that our faith is put into test. Either u decide to compromise or not , i believe fundamentally  that we all fell before in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RzUs7ATNZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Th_BDet9_nU/s1600-h/Temptation_by_edchan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RzUs7ATNZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Th_BDet9_nU/s320/Temptation_by_edchan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131056742663022450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If a voice in your head whispers words , just tell it to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;Eve took the forbidden fruit and it lead to the separation from God.&lt;br /&gt;Bad decisions lead to Bad consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skeptics wont understand why we are doing what we are doing.&lt;br /&gt;Its strange from the world's point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“But remember that the temptations that come into your life are no different from what others experience. And God is faithful. He will keep the temptation from becoming so strong that you can't stand up against it. When you are tempted, he will show you a way out so that you will not give in to it.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 10:13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3987345661206976715-6118943179198303937?l=someonediedforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6118943179198303937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3987345661206976715&amp;postID=6118943179198303937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/6118943179198303937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/6118943179198303937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/brian-littrell.html' title='Brian Littrell'/><author><name>Sx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150424998884566533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RzUr-gTNZ2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/At7Twe0cXcw/s72-c/CrossRoad_by_ra3coma14diti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3987345661206976715.post-5396546859331778103</id><published>2007-11-10T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T11:24:45.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My answer is you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I stopped the lad and asked, 'What you got there, son?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Just some old birds,' came the reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'What are you gonna do with them?' I asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Take 'em home and have fun with 'em,' he answered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Oh, I got some cats,' said the little boy. 'They like birds. I'll take 'em to them.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The pastor was silent for a moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'How much do you want for those birds, son?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister. They're just plain old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'How much?' the pastor asked again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, '$10?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'What are you going to do with them?' Jesus asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Satan replied, 'Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'And what will you do when you get done with them?' Jesus asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Oh, I'll kill 'em,' Satan glared proudly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'How much do you want for them?' Jesus asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don't want those people!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'How much?' He asked again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, 'All your blood, tears and your life.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jesus said, 'DONE!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then He paid the price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked from the pulpit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whom do i live for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There can be no one except God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wil be stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3987345661206976715-5396546859331778103?l=someonediedforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5396546859331778103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3987345661206976715&amp;postID=5396546859331778103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/5396546859331778103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/5396546859331778103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-answer-is-you_10.html' title='My answer is you'/><author><name>Sx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150424998884566533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3987345661206976715.post-3352777103219253976</id><published>2007-11-04T01:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T01:28:22.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christ'/><title type='text'>Delirious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/Ryyuryt_HPI/AAAAAAAAADo/O6V6CrHKHUY/s1600-h/Delirious+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/Ryyuryt_HPI/AAAAAAAAADo/O6V6CrHKHUY/s320/Delirious+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128666143040412914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Delirious? is my favourite band and i love their sound and their message. Thats it . Thats all i am posting. Ciao.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RyyvGyt_HQI/AAAAAAAAADw/oxkmhXWYIl4/s1600-h/delirious+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RyyvGyt_HQI/AAAAAAAAADw/oxkmhXWYIl4/s320/delirious+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128666606896880898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See you. God is smiling over us (=.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3987345661206976715-3352777103219253976?l=someonediedforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3352777103219253976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3987345661206976715&amp;postID=3352777103219253976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/3352777103219253976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/3352777103219253976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/2007/11/delirious.html' title='Delirious'/><author><name>Sx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150424998884566533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/Ryyuryt_HPI/AAAAAAAAADo/O6V6CrHKHUY/s72-c/Delirious+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3987345661206976715.post-49804006980533064</id><published>2007-10-31T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T20:24:04.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Times when we are faithless , he is faithful.</title><content type='html'>When you though i was emo , i am not. I was just posing. Say no to EMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/Ryhy9St_HMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/42mMEEzhKtY/s1600-h/random+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/Ryhy9St_HMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/42mMEEzhKtY/s320/random+061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127474573083614402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Fang lynn&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RyhymSt_HLI/AAAAAAAAADI/ORDwHRXUUNY/s1600-h/random+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RyhymSt_HLI/AAAAAAAAADI/ORDwHRXUUNY/s320/random+060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127474177946623154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          East Coast outing , 3 days befo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/Ryhztit_HOI/AAAAAAAAADg/es6FBVtaejU/s1600-h/random+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/Ryhztit_HOI/AAAAAAAAADg/es6FBVtaejU/s320/random+065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127475402012302562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;re the start of o levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RyhyHyt_HJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/gSVwHfERlwo/s1600-h/random+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RyhyHyt_HJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/gSVwHfERlwo/s320/random+059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127473653960613010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3987345661206976715-49804006980533064?l=someonediedforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/49804006980533064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3987345661206976715&amp;postID=49804006980533064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/49804006980533064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/49804006980533064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/times-when-we-are-faithless-he-is.html' title='Times when we are faithless , he is faithful.'/><author><name>Sx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150424998884566533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/Ryhy9St_HMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/42mMEEzhKtY/s72-c/random+061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3987345661206976715.post-3298299600573360223</id><published>2007-10-28T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T01:22:52.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RyNxtCt_HII/AAAAAAAAACw/W-aTKOBhlU4/s1600-h/Holy_Bible_by_WickedSnowmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RyNxtCt_HII/AAAAAAAAACw/W-aTKOBhlU4/s320/Holy_Bible_by_WickedSnowmen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126065819515559042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Big O's are about to come to a finale.&lt;br /&gt;Finally , my  life just took a major turn  this week. I rather not think about it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life after o levels will be absolutely great. There will be VBS  and Parachute band. I will definitely return to strumming my guitar. I am pretty new in guitar but soon. Soon i will be better . XD. Just imagine the life after o's . Total Freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to trust God in whatever i do regardless of the countless times where the devil tempts and discourages me. I will hang on to god. Without God , i am really nothing . Seriously nothing . He can offer me what the world can never offer. I just love him so much more. Many are called but few answer. I want to be the few.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3987345661206976715-3298299600573360223?l=someonediedforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3298299600573360223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3987345661206976715&amp;postID=3298299600573360223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/3298299600573360223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/3298299600573360223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/relationships.html' title='Relationships.'/><author><name>Sx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150424998884566533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RyNxtCt_HII/AAAAAAAAACw/W-aTKOBhlU4/s72-c/Holy_Bible_by_WickedSnowmen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3987345661206976715.post-3357049936775667872</id><published>2007-10-25T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T21:21:19.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The O levels .</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know.&lt;br /&gt;You fumbled.&lt;br /&gt;You fell.&lt;br /&gt;You messed up.&lt;br /&gt;You feel like slitting your pathetic wrist.&lt;br /&gt;You feel like banging the concrete wall.&lt;br /&gt;You feel literally like ****.&lt;br /&gt;You finally  realised when you came  out of the exam hall you were swearing like no one's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RyCYDCt_HHI/AAAAAAAAACo/kZmM-6J5kQc/s1600-h/Fell_down_in_a_faint_by_sunsets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RyCYDCt_HHI/AAAAAAAAACo/kZmM-6J5kQc/s320/Fell_down_in_a_faint_by_sunsets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125263553984404594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That feeling really  sucks so badly but look at the Sunset , its awesome. There's more to life then just results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on i know how it feels. Now get over it. There's still 84 years to go and if you fell , try  not  to fall again. XD Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3987345661206976715-3357049936775667872?l=someonediedforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3357049936775667872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3987345661206976715&amp;postID=3357049936775667872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/3357049936775667872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/3357049936775667872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/o-levels.html' title='The O levels .'/><author><name>Sx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150424998884566533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RyCYDCt_HHI/AAAAAAAAACo/kZmM-6J5kQc/s72-c/Fell_down_in_a_faint_by_sunsets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3987345661206976715.post-5753434818195604580</id><published>2007-10-21T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T15:44:38.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christ'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Truely God is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love him so much that mere words or pictures can describe or illustrate.&lt;br /&gt;Jehovah Jirah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO AM I&lt;br /&gt;THAT YOU WOULD KNOW ME FROM THE START&lt;br /&gt;SET ME APART&lt;br /&gt;WHO AM I&lt;br /&gt;THAT YOU WOULD PLACE ETERNITY&lt;br /&gt;INTO MY HEART&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAVE GIVEN TO ME&lt;br /&gt;MORE THAN THIS WORLD COULD GIVE&lt;br /&gt;MY PURPOSE IS FOUND IN YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE LIFE, I LAY AT YOUR ALTAR&lt;br /&gt;ONE LOVE, I HAVE WITH YOU&lt;br /&gt;TOUCH ME AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;FILL ME AS YOU HOLD&lt;br /&gt;MY OUTSTRETCHED HANDS&lt;br /&gt;ONE WORD, YOU KNOW I WILL FOLLOW&lt;br /&gt;ONE HEART, BROKEN TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;USE ME AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;YOUR MERCIES FOLLOW ME&lt;br /&gt;FOR ALL MY DAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; IN YOUR PRESENCE&lt;br /&gt;IN YOUR POWER &lt;br /&gt;HOLY SPIRIT, I SURRENDER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3987345661206976715-5753434818195604580?l=someonediedforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5753434818195604580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3987345661206976715&amp;postID=5753434818195604580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/5753434818195604580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/5753434818195604580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/truely-god-is-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Sx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150424998884566533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3987345661206976715.post-7849176979074911889</id><published>2007-10-15T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T00:12:48.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Awesome Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XQxWMfEmhG8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XQxWMfEmhG8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont Deny you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3987345661206976715-7849176979074911889?l=someonediedforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7849176979074911889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3987345661206976715&amp;postID=7849176979074911889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/7849176979074911889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/7849176979074911889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/awesome-song.html' title='Awesome Song'/><author><name>Sx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150424998884566533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3987345661206976715.post-7782890717087769534</id><published>2007-10-14T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:34:18.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RxI06RQsX6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ShMQkXLC8YM/s1600-h/yong+jie+and+sx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RxI06RQsX6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ShMQkXLC8YM/s320/yong+jie+and+sx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121213901944151970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup , i know the picture is pretty gay. But i know i am perfectly heterosexual. No doubts man. Full prove.&lt;br /&gt;I am counting.1.2.3.4.5.6.7. 7 days before the best day ever.&lt;br /&gt;I am on Fire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3987345661206976715-7782890717087769534?l=someonediedforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7782890717087769534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3987345661206976715&amp;postID=7782890717087769534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/7782890717087769534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3987345661206976715/posts/default/7782890717087769534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someonediedforyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/i.html' title='I'/><author><name>Sx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150424998884566533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u13A4uh88Qo/RxI06RQsX6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ShMQkXLC8YM/s72-c/yong+jie+and+sx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
