<?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-1096465857304743519</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:43:53.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Emily's Revolution.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096465857304743519.post-8918300349210441963</id><published>2009-01-18T03:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T03:25:04.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guys, no more swallowing coke, EmilyTheStrange, playing with cats, furballs, scissors, cbox, broken english, ktv, I've moved. 1cross3nails4given.wordpress.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-8918300349210441963?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/8918300349210441963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=8918300349210441963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/8918300349210441963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/8918300349210441963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2009/01/guys-no-more-swallowing-coke.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-4981909998634630113</id><published>2009-01-09T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T19:49:53.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Darn I'm gona change blog soon, this blog no archives one, I don't know how to make also. gona change to wordpress or livejournal. Sucks my everything going into drain soon, waste my time posting and such, all my beautiful stories-.- Anyway this time IT'S NOT GONNA BE ME SWALLOWING COKE!U WANA SWALLOW COKE?U SWALLOW URSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALALALALALALALALALA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-4981909998634630113?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4981909998634630113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=4981909998634630113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/4981909998634630113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/4981909998634630113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2009/01/darn-im-gona-change-blog-soon-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-4251215520639282680</id><published>2009-01-09T03:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T03:36:30.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know how to describe my feeling.You seem so far away yet you're so near.???No idea what I'm saying?I don't understand, too. Lifelong dedication and devotion I guess, a test to see if my heart will ever sway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-4251215520639282680?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4251215520639282680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=4251215520639282680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/4251215520639282680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/4251215520639282680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-know-how-to-describe-my-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-8104912703751186152</id><published>2009-01-06T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:00:06.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Evil you, evil me, saved me unsaved you ):&lt;br /&gt;Push and push and push, it's great, but it's demanding but I'll just take it like a man and go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flee away from evil~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-8104912703751186152?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/8104912703751186152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=8104912703751186152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/8104912703751186152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/8104912703751186152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2009/01/evil-you-evil-me-saved-me-unsaved-you.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-5281638390371432805</id><published>2009-01-05T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:55:09.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's a need to rise. It's one against the world, it's tough, but still I have to do it, taking the initiative is important, if I don't, who will? CG 10, CG 11? Dragging for years, and still dragging, if only I came earlier, so I could wake up earlier and start doing what I'm supposed to do. No point now, I've to leave anyway, complete my mother school while I can, better than leaving with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found 2 good books at library today, The Reason For God and sex is not the problem (lust is). Growth, I hunger more, Love, I sought for, Grace, I'll die for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-5281638390371432805?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/5281638390371432805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=5281638390371432805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/5281638390371432805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/5281638390371432805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2009/01/theres-need-to-rise.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-7376148318435835798</id><published>2009-01-04T16:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:43:24.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Conquered, another test of faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-7376148318435835798?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/7376148318435835798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=7376148318435835798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/7376148318435835798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/7376148318435835798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2009/01/conquered-another-test-of-faith.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-580666844676650407</id><published>2009-01-02T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T22:54:38.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday night so boreddddd, I everyday bored bored bored lolz, today went for cg quite fun lolz then went evax but only Stephanie doing the job cause all girls came out and it was way over school release time le than me Isaac and Josh just kept talking crap, then they went for floorball at lengkee while I went to meet up eric hubert and kk at bugis. Buy only 1 pair of bermudas lolz cause nothing really caught my eye. Tmr morning taekwondo lesson lolz then got service, yay~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-580666844676650407?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/580666844676650407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=580666844676650407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/580666844676650407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/580666844676650407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2009/01/friday-night-so-boreddddd-i-everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-7216165615485784241</id><published>2009-01-01T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:01:58.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys lalala seriously nothing to blog but today just browsing through the internet and coincidentally went to 987's site to check out the charts and found 2 new nice songs to share, enjoy! I didn't put womanizer as it's most probably all voted by men and such because that song is just plain sexual. I like the tune though but yea well screw those dirty baskets. So here, 1 from Plain White T, 1 2 3 4 a kinda light hearted love song or whatsoever and the 2nd from YEA Daniel Powter! Next Plane Home! Weeeeee~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H4yQGOPBpz8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H4yQGOPBpz8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F1LwS6-g-7E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F1LwS6-g-7E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-7216165615485784241?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/7216165615485784241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=7216165615485784241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/7216165615485784241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/7216165615485784241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-guys-lalala-seriously-nothing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-3184023170532334839</id><published>2008-12-28T03:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T03:52:45.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oo yea I'm still waiting for my birthday oh no i mean pay day to come lol, on 30th, than I can buy all the things I want T.T Wait so long and slog like crazy man, gonna get new bag new shoes new clothings and yes, new phone! JC life?Looking ahead, JC group, not so looking ahead though, being a Centralite is still fun, but we still have to move on anyway. Baaa 4 am gotta slp I'm gona die tmr morning, anyway today is Emily Josephine's Birthday! Congrats on turning 16, may you serve the Lord better and yea stay cheerful always bye guys~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-3184023170532334839?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/3184023170532334839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=3184023170532334839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/3184023170532334839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/3184023170532334839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/12/oo-yea-im-still-waiting-for-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-6024282930882057445</id><published>2008-12-24T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T11:36:55.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear God, things are just starting to look a little bit better, don't tell me you're going to end it just like this? I prayed and prayed and prayed everyday, why would you even want to forsake me? Am I not loving You enough, if that's so, I'll do it, but please don't be cruel, and take that little hope away from me. It may seem insignificant in the kingdom, but it's still significant to me, Your child here God. Oh God please, have mercy, Your love is abundant God. I pray this in Jesus name..........Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v32SmETvejU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v32SmETvejU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think Rihanna is a genius, she has everything for every situation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-6024282930882057445?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6024282930882057445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=6024282930882057445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/6024282930882057445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/6024282930882057445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/12/dear-god-things-are-just-starting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-9202215458078020956</id><published>2008-12-23T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:30:16.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh yes done Christmas shopping, those cg people are gona go crazy when they see their gifts, they range from the simplest to those craziest that you could ever think of haha! But what's most important is the heart of giving, giving with joy and not out of force and misery. It's also not how expensive the gift is, cause for me, maybe you're receiving lesser from me cause you're receiving more from God already! Tmr Christmas service at Suntec and then overnight at Choa Chu Kang  weee! God loves you kids! Here's the worship song for today, Your Grace Is Enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wtnE_e1LylY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wtnE_e1LylY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscing childhood times Jay Jay the Jet Plane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NUSBB-BE02E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NUSBB-BE02E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the LOL George Bush teletubbies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lyu5Th2eC_c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lyu5Th2eC_c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-9202215458078020956?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/9202215458078020956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=9202215458078020956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/9202215458078020956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/9202215458078020956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/12/ahh-yes-done-christmas-shopping-those.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-2068737619267909865</id><published>2008-12-21T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:53:30.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God is moving, the harvest is here, yet the workers are few. People are starting to get interested, and His people are giving in the efforts, oh God, I pray that You'll create a miracle for all of us. Shine God shine! All glory shall go to you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_yVAYuK7YE0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_yVAYuK7YE0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God is mighty to save!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-2068737619267909865?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2068737619267909865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=2068737619267909865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/2068737619267909865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/2068737619267909865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/12/god-is-moving-harvest-is-here-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-6498289205324473870</id><published>2008-12-21T01:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T02:49:25.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday service, today service. Yesterday due to jam, I was kinda late for service so I sat down and finished the rest of the sermon, then John come gajiao me and touch my wound then I was like please don't play, very pain then and he dive in for second round then I was like F*** can don't play, I'm damn serious about this man, got pus all those liao you still touch, darn my stupid ass, broke my 0 vulgarities since camp started, and I felt shitty like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Altar call, yea we prayed hard and I was glad that renhao managed to bring his visitor to Christ, I'm happy for him. But come to think of it, I was very sad, despite being a senior, I still didn't manage to properly bring a visitor and let him or her receive Christ, maybe sec 4 people are tougher to handle or we being sec 4s do not have much contact with those from lower sec, but I told myself, no time for excuses, if you didn't do it, means you didn't do it, no point finding a way out, it's time to work already, desperate time calls for desperate measures. Queensway evaxing was plain crappy, we 4 dudes went forward to some boy and manage to get his contact, and that was the only contact we had for that day of evaxing. It was a wasted trip IMO, parents are around, and sharing Christ with them will become a much tougher job, thus we sort of like gave up on everyone who had parents with them, which is literally 99.99percent of the people were.&lt;br /&gt;I went for the 2nd service today, worship is great, with jeshua and the other kid haha then jeshua was like hitting my head when he swing his arms, ouch!Then I switched seat cos Jeshua got friend to Chris, Sean and Westley. Listen sermon listen until fell asleep due to staying over at Josh's aunt house, sleeping at like errm 5?What's more Pastor Shirley is power, she literally scanned the things from yesterday sermon, it's copy and paste. The pupil widening thing is somewhat true though cos i do experience it sometimes bwarrgh XD and the Yes I admit I'm chasing after Claudia but she was running backwards real fast, it was pure ownage.Then it was Altar Call, atmosphere changed, seek God, He gave me the call, to put Him in the first place of my life over whatever I do, I love and whatsoever. He also showed me an example right in the auditorium and I saw hands raised, singing with all hearts. I knew the it was the return of the crying man of God. Wah flush man, those merciless tears just flowed out of my eyes freely and I was really touched by God. He told me that if i were to follow what I've mentioned just now, He would give me whatever I want, and of course I'll definitely believe it cause He's the only One Almighty God, amen? After the tears flooding one then it's the time where people will receive Christ and yea I saw a fellow sister whom I know bringing a new girl to Christ, I was so glad for that new girl, may God bless her with goodness in everything she does, and then a great party in Heaven had also started! Many converted today, thoughts of us, the second service people, have we been putting enough effort in bringing people to know Christ? For they are much more fruitful than us.&lt;br /&gt;Gig at night, not many came but yea the class of those loyal brothers came down and support us, I kinda screw things up though but it was still a good experience. We went to eat and dota later before going home.&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day for God has spoken to me yet again, despite that my quiet time is still rather irregular due to my irregular sleeping hours. However, no matter what I do, I just kept thinking about Him. In lift, at work, bathing, strolling and using the com like now, and I'm glad that He finally gave me an answer for what I've been asking for days and days yet nothing came out, I'm so excited to follow the solution and reap my rewards at the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tGPN2Z-bgS0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tGPN2Z-bgS0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eX8GV4bRDkE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eX8GV4bRDkE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I sang this right after the weeping one, the last worship song, I gave it my all man, first time I really smile so wide worshipping God and I jump and wave and go crazy and punch up haha it was really good to feel how God has touched me.&lt;br /&gt;Has God blessed you today? Share your testimony with me!&lt;br /&gt;Come on Christmas service, let's do it for God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-6498289205324473870?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6498289205324473870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=6498289205324473870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/6498289205324473870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/6498289205324473870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterday-service-today-service.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-6797910862190942814</id><published>2008-12-19T00:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T01:09:23.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today God touched me greatly today, yesterday still discussed with one friend about God speaking to us and you can really literally hear it, indeed it was amazing. I'm not bragging or being unspiritual but I really heard it when I was taking lift to my workplace this morning after doing QT on the bus-.-''' (I'm so sorry about that God) Now that I do 2 QT a day, I've to do it on bus then. Then I heard, I rejoice in you, my child. I was like woah where did that came from and I'm sure the girl beside me taking the same lift as me doesn't have this kind of voice. I was so glad and amazed.&lt;br /&gt;Then at work, I was ordered to do all those 60cents cheap hampers revamp by removing some items from the original hampers and re-wrapping them, it was tough work and I tried very hard to work fast and I was getting so tired of it already. Then, again, do it with heart son, don't rush through it. Ok so I slowly do do until like 2 plus 3 then finish like 24-.- then I continued and finished 24, amazingly the 2 aunties that are in charge of us help me with those unfinished hampers by doing some additional steps before passing over to me. I finished at around 6 and I only earned like 28.80, I was like so sad but I'm glad that God spoke to me that time. It was then when I was waiting for my other friend to finish his work, the auntie came along and say, you might be getting 1.20, the full amount of wrapping the whole hamper for the 2nd batch of 24 instead of just 60cents, which will amount to 40 plus dollars for the day, my average pay. I was like WOW, though it's not confirmed yet, but I believe that it will come true =) God really moved big time man, obey his do slowly and I get average pay, if this really comes true, it'll be such a wonderful testimony, Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently still suffering a higher level of aftermath of The Mark Of A Shepherd, wound still not healed yet and have a little pus here and there, left foot swelled up due to cut, haiz, it's not easy, it's the process of healing that's difficult, not carrying the person to the end point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-6797910862190942814?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6797910862190942814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=6797910862190942814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/6797910862190942814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/6797910862190942814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-god-touched-me-greatly-today.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-2745282049508882187</id><published>2008-12-17T20:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:39:00.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Camp is over, time for action. The whole camp was very great, it was very impactful, very very impactful, esp. the last night. The food was so so there except for one day's lunch with that subway surprise. Fellowship was great, with all the caregroup and unit people around, shepherd appreciation, we bought something for our sheps too. God touched me greatly there, and I'm now very determined to serve as a better child. Last night and day of camp was the best. We did something crazy, yes, to carry a burden for our sheep. At first I still had no idea what was going on at the hall, so I'm so bored that I decided to go out for a walk around the Sports School. There at the main pavement, I saw many people carrying one on the back against each other's back. I went up to find out that they were my own people. Then I saw Joshua, Jon Yeo, Christopher, Clement, Ricwan, Wei Jie, Alvern and some others doing this crazy thing. I saw Joshua and Jon struggling with each other, as though as they were going to die, they looked as though they were tortured and tears welled up in their eyes and they are near to crying already, same apply for Christopher and Clement, falling over each other struggling very hard to climb up. Then Joshua told me if I was willing, go find Brian and do it. I went ahead, and when I was about to walk, Aaron came along and asked me if I want to do it, I said yes and we started.&lt;br /&gt;Crawling 400m along a pavement with track material is not easy business. The guy on my back had to interlock my biceps and arch himself backward, which is a very strenuous task. Initially, it was easy and not very tiring and went at a steady pace, but upon finish the first quarter, everything came in. The guy on my back was in pain, I felt the weight, and my knees and hands are in pain as well. We stopped for a few seconds, with the girls from our old unit cheering on us as well before we carried on. He started to lean his head further more, which made it extremely difficult for me to just rely on my arms to move. It moved and stop a few times and finally at the last quarter, I piggyback Aaron all the way till the end. At that point of time I realised, my knees had their skin torn off, revealing the redness inside, I limped while walking as the pain set in. Some were still having a hard time and they had to rest and give up when they fell off and sprained. We encouraged each other, and we realised what's called the real brotherhood. We got a bottle of water and took turns to wash our wounds, the pain was very bad, but still bearable. What's worst is that not many of us have our skin torn off, sadly, I'm one of the 'suay' ones, and I went to the first aid station for treatment. First, it's alcohol swap over the wounds, I bit my teeth very hard contracted my whole body, trying to make minimal noise, the pain was excrutiating. What's worse was the iodine solution next, double the pain of the alcohol swap, I nearly went mad. At that point I realise, how much Christ had suffered when he was being whipped and crucified on the Cross, it is definitely a million times more painful that what I've went through yet, He still made it through without even hating those people, how great He is! It was Ricwan who came up with this crazy game, but IMO it's better than me listening to 100 sermons and not applying them to anything at all. Sometimes, the hard way is the more effective way though. Then I went stoning with some friends in the hall and watch those dudes play sports in hall and then all those girls 'flocking' over with concerns and look at us as though we were exhibits, one of them the drink seller say until I nearly melted under her words to turn out she wanted us to buy drinks-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;I was so bored and 'emo' that I brought my bible and go hardcore beside the swimming pool for like 3 plus hours before going back to the hall to emo. Then I went back to the gallery and saw Emily and the gang there, I stoned with my dudes there again then I felt like reading bible again so I went and take. I took a long way, not purposely though cause got my dudes blocking there with their legs injured also, then just nice see I said hi then I went back to the direction where I came from one level down the gallery steps. And I heard 'hysterical' laughters from the back, I wondered, not I purposely go one, I can't jump off what, what's wrong going the long way and say hi on the way? I was so sad sia T.T heartless girls &gt;.&gt; I took my bible, and in order to prevent myself from getting greater shame thinking that I purposely want to go over and get 'fresh' with them, I had to excuse my brothers a while to let me return to my seat, haiz&lt;br /&gt;It was dawn soon, we had the last worship and then the housekeeping duty was torturous, I didn't know which group I belong to so I decided to stick back to my previous cleaning group. I tell you, suay like crazy, we got the jackpot of clearing the food stall with rubbish like wrappers and cans of drinks, cup noodles that were unfinished, the chopsticks. Hell, it was a sick concoction, and you can easily smell the stench there. First time though, I gave my best in collection rubbish, considering that it was still servicing God, smearing my hand with all the gross stuff to get them into the trash bag. Me and Jon Yeo carried that gross trash bag of garbage then we proceeded back to the basement to remove the garbage. Then some people just keep standing aside watch show and don't do anything, not many really dared to touch that concoction though, which greatly disappointed me, so much for raising hands and kneeling down to worship, and they gave such crappy response, it's not like touching it will make your hands rot or what, many till shy away. Then I saw this 2 St Nick's girls using the cloth to wipe the remaining 'concoction' up, doing a job that no others want to do, I'm honestly very proud of them, I'm sure they will grow to become great servants of God. Then Hua Xiang offered us drinks with many rushing for them and while drinking, he asked for volunteers to carry the dirtied cans of drinks to the washroom for washing. Yet again, there was silence, I went ahead and I saw Xiao3 Ru2 Lao4 (Jon Liu) following me, I was so proud of him and we 'happily' went with another guy holding the drinks to the washroom to wash them up. Finally, the housekeeping was done, and many went home, before knowing that there were still more shows ahead. We still have to carry tables and chairs etc back to where they suppose to be, clear all the remaining sleeping bags outside before we went home, and it took like 1hr or so.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt alot during camp, my favourite heroes are Abraham and David, when I get water baptised next year on my own finally, I'll call myself David then, since I've great affinity with this name, and an old Christian teacher of mine in primary 4 gave me this name cause she had difficulty pronouncing my chinese name. David, it shall be. Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;6 months, I kind of wasted them though on my Christian walk, but fear not, the show has yet to come, it's time to shine, to grow, to rise. I thank all who encourage me and discourage me to become a Christian, for they had help me in one way or another, and also the 3 very important person that had led me to salvation. My Christian teacher in primary 4 where I could still clearly remember the story of Noah's Ark she told us, you, who had caused me to join church with a different agenda instead of serving God, but thanks to you again, I'm serving God this time for real and with faith, my shepherd for guiding me along, fellow brothers who served with me and taught me what's right and wrong, and also Ricwan aka Se Peh Peh, for his great wisdom. Amen to Christ our Lord for He had saved us from hell and lead us to eternal salvation. &lt;br /&gt;Stand a chance to win a trip to heaven and reign with Jesus Christ for thousands of years in the sky! Call this number now!81167964 Phone bills not included, bible and a cross over your neck if you take up included though &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great worship song, that I suppose that can make me cry just by singing it, it's really good, I don't usually cry though, but this church thing has always made me cry alot-.-''' Very bad, must pray for courage and how to hold back tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HxXrV-0JqoI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HxXrV-0JqoI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures from camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SUkBIXzxz6I/AAAAAAAAAJI/x93LllMdPa4/s1600-h/IMG0137A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SUkBIXzxz6I/AAAAAAAAAJI/x93LllMdPa4/s320/IMG0137A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280753281410387874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SUkBIIZtC-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/4Dg1pkdqV04/s1600-h/IMG0138A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 128px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SUkBIIZtC-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/4Dg1pkdqV04/s320/IMG0138A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280753277274491874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SUkBHnIeT5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/xfItk4SznSE/s1600-h/IMG0139A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SUkBHnIeT5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/xfItk4SznSE/s320/IMG0139A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280753268343852946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SUkBHMS4JjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/7XWPSziLEJ0/s1600-h/IMG0140A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SUkBHMS4JjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/7XWPSziLEJ0/s320/IMG0140A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280753261139732018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The red stuff are my fresh wounds from the Mark of A Shepherd activity&lt;br /&gt;The banner is the King David when he as still a shepherd with his sheeps, protecting them from the wolf&lt;br /&gt;The other one is last day of camp where no one slept and all enjoying fellowship in hall playing sports and doing other random stuff. Also sleeping spot for us Central boys, our turn to take up the hall while others slept in dormitories. Sleeping bags were giving but it was still freezing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye God bless you in winning your trip with Jesus Christ, Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-2745282049508882187?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2745282049508882187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=2745282049508882187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/2745282049508882187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/2745282049508882187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/12/camp-is-over-time-for-action.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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/_cqSXcW4HztY/SUkBIXzxz6I/AAAAAAAAAJI/x93LllMdPa4/s72-c/IMG0137A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096465857304743519.post-2889961562260559053</id><published>2008-12-05T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:17:44.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And once again, welcome to the den of the fan of the Kawasaki Ninja's blog! If you duno wt* is that go yahoo and type it LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm back to blog, work is kinda ok, very tiring and not earning very much though, but there the people quite good to me, it's like a big family there, but too bad, the company still suck shit, thx to the mastermind behind it.&lt;br /&gt;There's my leader, an auntie, she very good to us and teach us and help out with all out stuff and such, I always wrap until like 7 plus trying to squeeze somemore money out with those finishing stocks  she see me like poor thing will come help me wrap weee! She sounds like my mum lol cos she's also a malaysian. But lol one bad thing is dat, she pronounced a gal's name there, working as an admin staff which give us the receipts and stickers to paste on hampers, mitchell, when she's called michelle. When I saw dat gal this morning, i nearly burst into laughter when i taking lift with her LOL, lucky still can hold back otherwise my life there is gona be tough-.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK OK back to the main main topic, today's blog entry is for you guys OR gals to do a healthy sex survey, so enough of the crap and let's get started!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day, a guy/ gal of your dream(anything you wish, you ownself make one also can, ANYTHING!) pounced on you while you were on your bed getting ready for bed, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;1. Let nature takes it course!&lt;br /&gt;2. Woohoo show time baby&lt;br /&gt;3. Let him/ her do the job while you shy away on your bed&lt;br /&gt;4. Screw you pervert shit(fine choose this if you're not choosing any of the above, don't click on the video though, curiosity killed the cat!)&lt;br /&gt;5. IDK (You can't choose this though, i put for fun, maybe you're a retard then you can't think very fast or you just act innocent.)&lt;br /&gt;If you have chosen any of the first 3, please play the video below to see your personality test! Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dF7cbKMJ-rg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dF7cbKMJ-rg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-2889961562260559053?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2889961562260559053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=2889961562260559053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/2889961562260559053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/2889961562260559053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-once-again-welcome-to-den-of-fan-of.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-3851666637083283965</id><published>2008-12-02T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T16:37:19.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For in You Lord, your child on Earth now is happy.&lt;br /&gt;He's found peace, joy, lover, brother, brotherhood, 'sisterhood', goal, blessings, eternal life and You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sometimes I lie, I'm going out today&lt;br /&gt;What going out again, she says&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm going out again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at so and so, he's found a great job, earning him 100 over dollars a day&lt;br /&gt;I did look for one too, but it was not that high paid.&lt;br /&gt;So what, people are earning more than you, and you only know how to go out everyday&lt;br /&gt;Silence within me, but I know I'm doing a greater thing than he could do&lt;br /&gt;Saving world's people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at him, he's such an obedient boy, do housework at home during holidays&lt;br /&gt;Yet you only know how to go out and play&lt;br /&gt;For that I've nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;Many out there, are waiting to be saved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad say, 100 over dollars a day, and you gave it up because of an Amen thing?&lt;br /&gt;It's not just an Amen thing&lt;br /&gt;But eternal life is guaranteed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay up overnight to play on com&lt;br /&gt;What do you have to say&lt;br /&gt;I'm not playing my dear aunts&lt;br /&gt;I'm munching on the Words of The Wise One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bringing them to Christ I'll say&lt;br /&gt;Hope they will know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;One day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-3851666637083283965?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/3851666637083283965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=3851666637083283965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/3851666637083283965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/3851666637083283965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/12/for-in-you-lord-your-child-on-earth-now.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-6861342710260466980</id><published>2008-12-02T02:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T03:03:18.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's near 3am in the morning, and I was so bored. Almost everyone went offline, except me and you, but there was silence, cause you can only type but you can't talk to me. Ohh what misery can this be, I'll let my imagination drift a thousand? A million? A trillion? A zillion? A gazillion miles away. Oh my dear, why can't you just provide me with some basic needs. Darn stop giving me dota and cs, they're killing me, think of something new before I divorce you, and stop playing me Apologize cause what? Why should I apologize? Are you nuts? Maybe the day you were married to me the parts not ex enough, that's why result in this kind of disaster. Oh Dar. I'm so emo cause I'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me you're Blah The Second, hopeless, pitiful, waste time, waste money, waste my friends. Your fonts are the same, the colour is also the same, the tone is also the same, is like a replica with different face, why the heck I'm falling for this? And sometimes I get so pissed with myself, I pissed in the pants(nah just joking), I like to imagine me standing from afar, watching you and your partner drift away into forever and I get so jealous and I get so errraghhh bored. I think I'm so gonna become a priest or something, so things like this won't tie me down and I can all eyes on God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-6861342710260466980?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6861342710260466980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=6861342710260466980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/6861342710260466980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/6861342710260466980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-near-3am-in-morning-and-i-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-3247518003535990546</id><published>2008-11-26T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T20:27:37.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi guys, today went to church stuff and we were strolling along somerset and orchard when I saw a mp3 player dropped on the ground, I didn't saw who dropped it so I decided to pick it up and surrender to the police. But my other peeps told me that the police will keep it for their own use if they did not manage to find the owner of the mp3 and told me to keep it. Being stuck in both side, I decided to put this post up to search for the owner of this mp3 player. You guys who see this post please help to spread the message around to find the owner.&lt;br /&gt;Found: Along Somerset and Orchard&lt;br /&gt;Time: Around 1.20pm&lt;br /&gt;Verify: Give me details on how you've dropped it and show me proof that you own this mp3 player like the package of this mp3 player,the serial number of this mp3 player and also the contents of the mp3 player.0&lt;br /&gt;This redemption will only be on for 3 months, after 3 months, I will take this mp3 player as my own, I'll be using it for now so I would be clearing all the data inside.Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SS1AW20Yp4I/AAAAAAAAAIg/0HB3XRerztc/s1600-h/sony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SS1AW20Yp4I/AAAAAAAAAIg/0HB3XRerztc/s320/sony.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272941500137252738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SS1AgXZl3zI/AAAAAAAAAIo/EncdRac4jQQ/s1600-h/sony2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SS1AgXZl3zI/AAAAAAAAAIo/EncdRac4jQQ/s320/sony2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272941663502065458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Sony Walkman NW-E005F 2GB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-3247518003535990546?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/3247518003535990546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=3247518003535990546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/3247518003535990546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/3247518003535990546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi-guys-today-went-to-church-stuff-and.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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/_cqSXcW4HztY/SS1AW20Yp4I/AAAAAAAAAIg/0HB3XRerztc/s72-c/sony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096465857304743519.post-6369060503043445481</id><published>2008-11-25T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:52:17.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh holidays very bored, been trying hard to look for a job but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;This holidays is like cash sucking machine, it is determined to suck all my &lt;br /&gt;available cash away from me, leaving me with bones. Bro and mum went MY and got &lt;br /&gt;some 80bucks to tide through a week, with those bbqs and outings, half of it is gone with the wind. Struggling to survive though, but guess what, He has reached His hands out to me. =)&lt;br /&gt;Evax, evaxing ACSI, but guess what, you won't get free transport evaxing and you've got to pay for it. My house to ACSI need to take one mrt ride and one transfer, and usually I will take a bus home from MRT cause always lazy walk. This starts to worry me, even if I don't take bus home and I walk, I practically go out everyday and I won't have enough money to tide me through. But guess what, there's a direct bus to ACSI and also back home at my house!Yay praise God.&lt;br /&gt;So these few days have to tide through with maggi mee and chicken rice liao, otherwise I have to go and starve =(&lt;br /&gt;Today evax also scary, I expected like 3 or 4 to go there so at least I can stand back and leech some tips and pointers for others. I went there happily and guess what, one have home matters, one that day not supposed to come, one didn't pick up call, the other fell sick. Practically no one came. I was shocked and I sat at the bus stop and read my Everyday Evangelism notes, trying to use the BUSSTOP approach to get someone. But fear always got the better side of me, I was worried that I would stammer and I can't convey the message properly, that wouldn't be very nice. I wasn't the usual ballsy person today. After like thinking and stoning for like 1 hour, and Alvern called to ask how was I going, and I spoke to no one yet. I finally plucked up my courage and went forward to talk a few boys sitting at the bus stop, I managed to got their contacts and at least they were friendly and not rowdy, the trio that are playing PSP, two of them are Brothers while the other is free thinker. He said he is busy on weekends but nevertheless I got their contacts and I can still try to preach to him next time. After they board the bus, one of their friend came along and bid them farewell as they board their bus. He then sat there alone and I knew it was my chance again so I went up to him and talked to him again, he was way more friendly than the trio and readily give me his contact when his bus came, he seemed interested in service, hope to see him soon. There's other 2 guys that came along but I missed the opportunity cause there were people surrounding them and sitting beside them that were not students and it was rather inconvenient to go up to them like this with people around, so I didn't go, such a pity. But I'm glad that God did not send me home with nothing, at least I got some rewards. =)&lt;br /&gt;This is what God gave me that helped me to speak to those unsaved people&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 9:37 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;New International Version (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society&lt;br /&gt;[NIV at IBS] [International Bible Society] [NIV at Zondervan] [Zondervan]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37Then he said to his disciples, "The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is wonderful, my eyes teared like river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VHZe6Bwevg0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VHZe6Bwevg0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is hell scary, better believe it kids! But exclude the part on the rapture cause it has not been prove that it is true as there is not a single sign of it found in the Holy Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-bI7mvEPpqI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-bI7mvEPpqI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha If you don't like those 2 above, this is good stuff, funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hvYFvhx1dcY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hvYFvhx1dcY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-6369060503043445481?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6369060503043445481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=6369060503043445481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/6369060503043445481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/6369060503043445481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/11/ahh-holidays-very-bored-been-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-5578474085063836150</id><published>2008-11-08T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:59:27.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha yesterday bowling and lan very shuang but now whole body pain -.- the cs bang bang I like the Ch*** name, Obama and the hubert's friend name best lol but seriously their coms and service there worth like 50cents an hour....windows 98, ball mouse shit screen, shitty uncle. Ah yesterday clan test success, got holy shit for tidehunter lolz but half of it is ks one haha=) but IMO I played quite decently yesterday and now I'm Neis's people =) Today service Brian return to us already hooray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-5578474085063836150?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/5578474085063836150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=5578474085063836150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/5578474085063836150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/5578474085063836150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/11/haha-yesterday-bowling-and-lan-very.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-4164425976677966698</id><published>2008-09-21T13:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T13:17:07.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm plastic surgery, is it a way of changing God's will upon yourself? Is it against the laws of God. Is it a sin?I'll find out and give you all an answer.&lt;br /&gt;However due to popular demand, of only one person, his identity shall not be disclosed but I shall still disclosed his identity(lol) Mr E. Foo says Ozawa is chioer. IMHO that picture was taken by a professional photographer with professional lightings and might be a final result after like 1000 NGs however Kanny's one is camwhoring by herself(can tell duhhh cause Im zai) and one shot settle. Quality looks like from a handphone camera so yea screw ozawa and her ugliness @@ GG&lt;br /&gt;Peace out Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-4164425976677966698?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4164425976677966698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=4164425976677966698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/4164425976677966698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/4164425976677966698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/09/hmm-plastic-surgery-is-it-way-of.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-6414592931733845187</id><published>2008-09-19T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T19:50:22.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to the genius and human loving chimpanzee from Japan known as Pankun. Japanese government decided to take it back to zoo as they think that chimpanzee should't act like humans. It's the last episode of Pankun and his bulldog friend, James. Enjoy it, very touching and after watching you will feel like sending a Russian Missle to Japan.Pankun cried every night in zoo because he lost all the people he love with when he got sent back to zoo. It's not the Singapore Zoological Garden standard, remember, it's not called a genius for no reason. Do take some time to finish the 2 video and watch the other videos on youtube. It's in Japanese but it's understandable, a video speaks a million words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pankun &amp; James Last episode 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j4iMmX1Naz8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j4iMmX1Naz8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pankun &amp; James Last episode 2/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8cBwE6_VqXg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8cBwE6_VqXg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-6414592931733845187?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6414592931733845187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=6414592931733845187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/6414592931733845187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/6414592931733845187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-post-is-dedicated-to-genius-and.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-241168248834965377</id><published>2008-09-19T19:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T19:44:59.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty</title><content type='html'>Beauty huh? Let's compare 2 gals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SNOK4gCLBeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gRpxJGV23EU/s1600-h/ozawa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SNOK4gCLBeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gRpxJGV23EU/s320/ozawa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247690694093112802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the highly hot content that is not advisable to anyone below the age of 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name:&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; Maria Ozawa&lt;br /&gt;Age: 22&lt;br /&gt;Height: 162cm&lt;br /&gt;Gender: Female(duh)&lt;br /&gt;From: Japan(otherwise from your house ah?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an interview of me and her&lt;br /&gt;Iswallowcoke: Hi maria, I'm interviewing you&lt;br /&gt;Maria Ozawa: Ya I know&lt;br /&gt;Iswallowcoke: I'm doing this for my post on my blog on the topic 'beauty'&lt;br /&gt;Maria Ozawa: Wow really? So you think I'm beautiful?=)&lt;br /&gt;Iswallowcoke: Ermm yea?I mean no. If you're not in AV industry, maybe yes&lt;br /&gt;Maria Ozawa: I see...&lt;br /&gt;Iswallowcoke: Ya ok bye, you're cheap so you're ugly&lt;br /&gt;Maria Ozawa: O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SNOJ2CFhBfI/AAAAAAAAAFo/l41Nary3ZQU/s1600-h/o156342394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SNOJ2CFhBfI/AAAAAAAAAFo/l41Nary3ZQU/s320/o156342394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247689552182707698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can recognise her, she's June from the show Nanny Daddy on Channel 8 Mon-Fri 9pm, the florist assistant of Aihua. She's a model.&lt;br /&gt;Name: Kanny Theng&lt;br /&gt;Age: Older than you&lt;br /&gt;Height: Taller than you&lt;br /&gt;From: Singapore(This is not your house, your house is inside it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an interview again:&lt;br /&gt;Iswallowcoke: Hi Kanny *lol she so cute*&lt;br /&gt;Kanny: Yea I know you're gonna interview me&lt;br /&gt;Iswallowcoke: Oh you overheard my interview with ozawa&lt;br /&gt;Kanny: Yea she's one beautiful lady&lt;br /&gt;Iswallowcoke: Yea agreed!*I'm such a hypocrite in front of a chio bu*&lt;br /&gt;Kanny: Am I beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Iswallowcoke: Yea yea yea *nods head 100x per sec*&lt;br /&gt;Kanny: K thanks bye&lt;br /&gt;Iswallowcoke: Wait you free tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Kanny: No I'm going to find Nicole later&lt;br /&gt;Iswallowcoke: Ok then I'll see you on TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get back to the topic, the top is mainly crap&lt;br /&gt;Ozawa though has the looks and figure(unless you're blind), she's in the AV industry so it's a pity thus she's less beautiful compare to Kanny. However, Kanny with that face and body, one can hardly think that she has a-girl-next-door kind of looks. Don't believe?You see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SNOO13HIsPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SX8nW1ji8uE/s1600-h/Kanny_Maxim_Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cqSXcW4HztY/SNOO13HIsPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SX8nW1ji8uE/s320/Kanny_Maxim_Cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247695046794850546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one of the left is Kanny. She appeared on the Maxim cover in 2005 as the most hot Singapore gal or whatever similar crap, as top 100, which I think the Maxim editor is blind. Compared to now, she looked like Medusa in 2005 and now, like errm the most beautiful thing on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Plastic surgery ftw&lt;br /&gt;It's believed that she did something to her eyelid and had a nose job to create the current angelic face of hers. Source from asian-sirens.com's Dr Lee(This website contains adult material, it's just a reference, so don't go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I still believe as I strongly held firm to this foundation of beauty since the day I appeared in my mother's womb.&lt;br /&gt;Natural&gt;Plastic Surgery&gt;Porn star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.xanga.com/followyrheart &lt;------Kanny's blog &lt;br /&gt;yahoo.com search maria ozawa &lt;------- Nuff said, she's everywhere...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-241168248834965377?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/241168248834965377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=241168248834965377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/241168248834965377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/241168248834965377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/09/beauty.html' title='Beauty'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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/_cqSXcW4HztY/SNOK4gCLBeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gRpxJGV23EU/s72-c/ozawa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096465857304743519.post-927220033627707789</id><published>2008-09-19T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T19:12:56.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kittens</title><content type='html'>The story of a kitten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Wah got two kittens behind the box, and their mother at one corner&lt;br /&gt;Boy 1: huh?wt*?!&lt;br /&gt;Cat: *snares*&lt;br /&gt;Boy 1: Gor got kitten&lt;br /&gt;Boy 2: O.o&lt;br /&gt;Cat seizes chance to grab one kitten away and ran for their lives, thinking that the humans are gona harm them&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Get a box and place the other kitten inside and leave it till its mother comes&lt;br /&gt;Boy 1: "Brings a box"&lt;br /&gt;Boy 2: *Spam toilet paper on the box to make the temporary shelter soft"&lt;br /&gt;Boy 1: I'll get some milk for the kitten &lt;br /&gt;Boy 2: K&lt;br /&gt;Boy 1: "Brings milk to kitten"&lt;br /&gt;Boy 2: "Searched the Net on how to take care of kittens with their eyes still closed"-.-&lt;br /&gt;Boy 2: Shitty hell, kittens can't digest lactose in cow's milk!&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap....&lt;br /&gt;Boy 2: "Preparing to go service" and heard meows outside&lt;br /&gt;Cat: "I saw my kitten you human kid!"&lt;br /&gt;Boy 2: "Brings kitten out to cat"&lt;br /&gt;Cat: "Grabs the kitten" I'll be back for revenge asshole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video of that ingrate's child:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7AxECCkcIvw"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7AxECCkcIvw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-927220033627707789?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/927220033627707789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=927220033627707789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/927220033627707789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/927220033627707789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/09/kittens.html' title='Kittens'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-1599194720564672018</id><published>2008-09-05T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T17:09:48.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To have a heart of gold, to obey, to praise, to prove yourself worthy.&lt;br /&gt;To be open minded, not narrow minded&lt;br /&gt;To be respectful, not lustful&lt;br /&gt;To be eloquent, not vulgar&lt;br /&gt;To be forgiving, not bearing grudges&lt;br /&gt;To be firm, not weak and sway&lt;br /&gt;To be graceful, not jealous&lt;br /&gt;To defend, not initiate strike&lt;br /&gt;To strike, not out of anger but defence&lt;br /&gt;To do good, not to sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the change&lt;br /&gt;For tomorrow will never come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-1599194720564672018?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/1599194720564672018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=1599194720564672018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/1599194720564672018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/1599194720564672018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-have-heart-of-gold-to-obey-to-praise.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-4065910670889295216</id><published>2008-09-04T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:31:35.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>____ likes metal.&lt;br /&gt;First there's a7x and then ___ was lured into Trivium.&lt;br /&gt;They told ___ it was strange for a ??? to listen to metal.&lt;br /&gt;The friend who introduced ___ to metal and a7x as the best band, kudos to him.&lt;br /&gt;_____ is very the cute, ____ is cuter than hubert and colder than bear.&lt;br /&gt;But if you merge hubert and bear together, you will not get ____.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise I would have sent both of them to a factory compressor to get them merged to become a ______ .&lt;br /&gt;You love metal He love metal She love metal I like metal ____ like metal We love metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We jammed today at orlando, not the person, but the studio. We owned those ____s enter sandman and played dying in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you reject metal, you shall see me playing dying in your arms to you then you will lay on my arms and die. =) JUssssss Joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time, either you metal or you _____ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMEN AMEN AMEN AMEN AMEN AMEN AMEN AMEN AMEN AMEN AMEN AMEN AMEN AMEN AMEN AMEN AMEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-4065910670889295216?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4065910670889295216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=4065910670889295216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/4065910670889295216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/4065910670889295216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/09/likes-metal.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-6795872660844405299</id><published>2008-09-02T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:12:06.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Metamorphosis&lt;br /&gt;Why the word? It's an annual church event when new believers go and get baptised in the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;4.30 Reached church, sermon time about this baptism thingy. I read ____ blog yesterday and knew ____ was coming. I was oh yes 1 month no see now see see no harm. Imagine I prayed to God to see ___ . He answered and I saw __, I like wah lol God also answer this kind of prayer one cool. &lt;br /&gt;Wearing jacket, not me but ____ cause yea aircon quite cold. Ahhhs worship time everyone started moving and going to pray for newbies to help them get baptised. Once again I saw ___, but ____ never see me....&lt;br /&gt;After that I was like oh crap, mind over body mind over body then I was baptised then after that it was dinner break then the body over mind thing returned. Man this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner break taking lift upwards and the lift stopped at the floor where I saw ___, but the lift was packed (darn it!) and ___ and others waited for another lift. I saw ___ and I tried to smile but my facial muscle was so tense I can't even make an expression. After I slapped myself then my face relaxed, but door close liao.&lt;br /&gt;Worship worship again it was real hardcore and I can feel God's presence, its practically spamming songs prayers and jumps. Sore muscles now.&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing ended and at the lobby oh God, saw ___ again. I wanted to wave but ___ went in the lift liao. What the hell man then I took escalator and as I 'escalated' down, I saw ____ with a couple of gs at the 1st storey. ____ was mesmerising I swear and I tripped at the end of the escalator and coughed my @ss off.  The I remembered yes mrt mrt, last chance then others was darn slow and yea I missed it. On bus home from mrt station, I like Oh God let ___ appear on this bus, which was like impossible and within a split second I reached my bus stop and here I am posting this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this, like 6 7 chance of encounters and ____ missed me in all? Well next time I should pray like not only to see ___ but instead see ____ and also get a wave back from ___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 metres away, and yet we seemed to be 500 miles away.&lt;br /&gt;7 chances of encounters, yet we seemed to have less than the chance of getting a 777 in a slot machine.&lt;br /&gt;Tense muscles slap my face, it was rather late.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, you're just so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs of Songs 8:13&lt;br /&gt;You who dwell in the gardens with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always out of the picture cause you only know how to help people take picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help God, Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-6795872660844405299?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6795872660844405299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=6795872660844405299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/6795872660844405299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/6795872660844405299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/09/metamorphosis-why-word-its-annual.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-1585156562771863010</id><published>2008-09-02T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:54:06.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long long nvr nvr nvr bloggg liao haha. Hello people back with some significant updates. Teachers' Day go back pri sch see teacher end up must wait until 5pm then he will come back then end up skipping cg...sorry God.But it was hella fun we kept laughing at anything we are talking about esp. bbr bgr and ggr it was such a lame and funny day. We walked around AMK hub randomly find spots to stand and kay poh then after a while swap another spot. After that when the gang is gathered we went to krystalle's house for a surprise attack to see if Melvin was inside oh my goodness lol. He was not in (duh) then we called krystalle out to find Mr Bald Head. Her downstairs the playground is freaking smelly, I wonder how kids can even play there. I was forced to play guitar for them eh which I didn't know how to play so end up we just stone there for half an hour with much persuasion from them but I was left unshaken haha. We found Mr Bald Head chat with him for a while then some others came along as well. We the proceed to the bus stop (lol) to chat and then the playground and keep pestering them don't let them go home. Finally everyone went home then me and He Xiang walk walk until bus stop where I went back home from there. Then we lived happily ever after =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-1585156562771863010?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/1585156562771863010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=1585156562771863010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/1585156562771863010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/1585156562771863010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/09/long-long-nvr-nvr-nvr-bloggg-liao-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-2802249128449047670</id><published>2008-08-03T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:09:46.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi readers long time no blog liao,nwadays very busy no time to blog and I was sick the past two days and yea so like that lor and as you all can see from the tagboard we can see that a crusade is going to start any time so I just blocked the person who attempt to mess around so yea! these days time flies like mad tmr need go sch again but gd news is that I'm a shepherd now so I'm gona work hard to spread the Word of God and also not neglect my studies as well let's chiong for 'o's! Yesterday had the weirdest dream of my life I dreamnt of going out with a girl whom I know and least expected cos she like a stranger to me for now pregnant and say is my child i was like wtf?! i did nth n got a baby omg??!!!and we went to eat at pizza hut and i rmb what i eat, pork spaghetti i was like wtf is this all about n woke up. Lesson learnt a heart of gold pays off more than good looks that wear off after years.its complicated and u wont know how i feel unless ur in my dream!&lt;br /&gt;Bye kids&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-2802249128449047670?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2802249128449047670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=2802249128449047670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/2802249128449047670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/2802249128449047670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi-readers-long-time-no-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-8147078144090374419</id><published>2008-07-13T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T17:03:01.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School reopen result like crap, devasting, starting to do work given by lame teachers whom their work I've never done before, throwing in 200% effort now, just trying to catch a glimpse of light during 'o' lvls. Its not late to work hard now but also too late to spend time to build your fundamentals, just hope of the best and give it your best shot. Good JC Crap JC Poly, wherever I may go, its fate, just make the best out of it. Jiayou guys, esp. those who are at the bottom of the class like me.&lt;br /&gt;Soar Soar Soar, God let me soar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-8147078144090374419?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/8147078144090374419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=8147078144090374419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/8147078144090374419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/8147078144090374419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/07/school-reopen-result-like-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-6619199386136295948</id><published>2008-07-03T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T20:41:59.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was great with lots of maths i &lt;3 maths siaazzzzzzzz. So i have a joke taken from the Central blog to spur u kids out dere who r freaking failing maths:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mom and dad were worried about their son not wanting to learn math at the school he was in, so they decided to send him to a Catholic school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first day of school, their son comes racing into the house, goes straight into his room and slams the door shut.&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad are a little worried about this and go to his room to see if he is okay.&lt;br /&gt;They find him sitting at his desk doing his homework.&lt;br /&gt;The boy keeps doing that for the rest of the year.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the year the son brings home his report card and gives it to his mom and dad. Looking at it they see under math an A+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad are very happy and ask the son, "What changed your mind about learning math?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The son looked at mom and dad and said, "Well, on the first day when I walked into the classroom, I saw a guy nailed to the plus sign at the back of the room behind the teacher's desk and I knew they meant business."&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha so u peeps better freaking study or you'll get put up on a plus sign lol i also need to study too, floorball homecoming service youth day jam here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-6619199386136295948?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/6619199386136295948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=6619199386136295948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/6619199386136295948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/6619199386136295948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-was-great-with-lots-of-maths-i-3.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-4456472093927908405</id><published>2008-07-02T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:42:06.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh days of rejuvenation long over its time to fight war, with teachers of the school with everyone in class (lol) with the O lvl markers that mark our papers during the long bitter winter and Satan. The road down is gona be tough but what I can say is after O lvl all lives start anew. Flowers will bloom bird will sing the breeze will dance, &lt;--spring ahh. Ok this time prelim results still crap like duno wad but I can say that I've improved! 3 F9s to one F9 left now and although I never study really much or should I say never study at all, I was impressed with my performance. God indeed has heard my prayers and blessed me with wisdom, esp. proud of my history source based questions 14/15 wahahaha but the essay lol I shan't elaborate further. Nowadays like no life go to school just check papers after that go home also like no mood to study, not no drive, just the wrong ambience. Life seems to have no goal now except to complete the O lvls and CD7. Maybe I set a hope for ourselves, hoping that the band will work out well and that we may have a gig at the end of the year! So you dudes that have read this study hard and practice k! Adulthood seems to be a very exciting phase of life ahh after O lvls we will be stepping into it liao, this is what I call life man! Ok la lets not talk about play now, after O lvl we can chat from day to night and night to day no problem, can do anything you want until you sian, so don't do those stupid things you like to do now or you will regret when O lvls come. Ok so long people do come often to check out for updates and here's a very nice song Im gona share with you people, I fell in love with it straight away, not the woman derr..the SONG! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing Too Much by Paula DeAnda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RtuwJqvdlyM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RtuwJqvdlyM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving messages and voicemails&lt;br /&gt;Telling you I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Baby am I doing too much (too much)&lt;br /&gt;Why you tryna diss me&lt;br /&gt;When I just wanna kiss you&lt;br /&gt;Baby am I doing too much (too much)&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what's the issue&lt;br /&gt;Who I give these lips to&lt;br /&gt;Baby am I doing too much (too much)&lt;br /&gt;This is turning into&lt;br /&gt;Something I ain't hip to&lt;br /&gt;Baby am I doing too much (too much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you got me all alone&lt;br /&gt;Waiting right here by the phone&lt;br /&gt;For you to call me,&lt;br /&gt;Just to hear&lt;br /&gt;Your voice tone&lt;br /&gt;I keep on wondering if you was even&lt;br /&gt;Feeling me, I keep on wondering if&lt;br /&gt;This was even meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Tell me imma waste of time, boy&lt;br /&gt;You showing me no sign, is it cuz u on&lt;br /&gt;Ya grind, cuz you're always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep on wondering if everything you said was true&lt;br /&gt;I keep on wondering if you were really coming through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here I go again blowing you up,&lt;br /&gt;And my girlfriends keep telling me&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing too much&lt;br /&gt;Now here I go again blowing you up,&lt;br /&gt;And my girlfriends keep telling me&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving messages and voicemails&lt;br /&gt;Telling you I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Baby am I doing too much (too much)&lt;br /&gt;Why you tryna diss me&lt;br /&gt;When I just wanna kiss you&lt;br /&gt;Baby am I doing too much (too much)&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what's the issue&lt;br /&gt;Who I give these lips to&lt;br /&gt;Baby am I doing too much (too much)&lt;br /&gt;This is turning into&lt;br /&gt;Something I ain't hip to&lt;br /&gt;Baby am I doing too much (too much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out with my girls tryna have a good time&lt;br /&gt;And you know I'm looking fly tryna meet sum other guys&lt;br /&gt;But it gets hard sometimes cuz there ain't no one just like you&lt;br /&gt;I try my best but I can't shake this thing u got me going through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can picture is the color of your eyes, and the way u make me smile&lt;br /&gt;I ain't felt this in a while,&lt;br /&gt;But I came to a conclusion that this is pure illusion&lt;br /&gt;Chaos and confusion but I'm not gonna let it ruin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I feel about myself cuz I got self-esteem, sometimes I&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if I'm just chasing a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I feel about myself cuz I got self-esteem, sometimes I&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if I'm just chasing a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving messages and voicemails&lt;br /&gt;Telling you I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Baby am I doing too much (too much)&lt;br /&gt;Why you tryna diss me&lt;br /&gt;When I just wanna kiss you&lt;br /&gt;Baby am I doing too much (too much)&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what's the issue&lt;br /&gt;Who I give these lips to&lt;br /&gt;Baby am I doing too much (too much)&lt;br /&gt;This is turning into&lt;br /&gt;Something I ain't hip to&lt;br /&gt;Baby am I doing too much (too much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Baby Bash:]&lt;br /&gt;Just leave ya name and number&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gon holla at cha&lt;br /&gt;Just leave ya name and number&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gon holla at cha&lt;br /&gt;Just leave ya name and number&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gon holla at cha&lt;br /&gt;Just leave ya name and number&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gon holla at cha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronnie Ray all day&lt;br /&gt;Women in the hall way, Ev day losing track of the people tryna call me&lt;br /&gt;Don't take this the wrong way, I been having long days, doing it, moving&lt;br /&gt;Round the town wherever I'm getting my song played&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here I go again blowing you up,&lt;br /&gt;And my girlfriends keep telling me&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here I go again blowing you up,&lt;br /&gt;And my girlfriends keep telling me&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving messages and voicemails&lt;br /&gt;Telling you I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Baby am I doing too much (too much)&lt;br /&gt;Why you tryna diss me&lt;br /&gt;When I just wanna kiss you&lt;br /&gt;Baby am I doing too much (too much)&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what's the issue&lt;br /&gt;Who I give these lips to&lt;br /&gt;Baby am I doing too much (too much)&lt;br /&gt;This is turning into&lt;br /&gt;Something I ain't hip to&lt;br /&gt;Baby am I doing too much (too much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing Too Much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-4456472093927908405?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4456472093927908405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=4456472093927908405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/4456472093927908405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/4456472093927908405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahh-days-of-rejuvenation-long-over-its.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-2430862752722510236</id><published>2008-06-29T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:31:24.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Run &lt;br /&gt;I run I pant my feet dragged with me&lt;br /&gt;The breaths I take get thinner bit by bit&lt;br /&gt;Oh God help me please, just one more minute&lt;br /&gt;There I reach a faraway land where all the dead ends&lt;br /&gt;Shall meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lust&lt;br /&gt;Ignited by a spark the paper burns uncontrollably&lt;br /&gt;Is just like you lustful man who forgets dignity in nudity&lt;br /&gt;A little pepper a litte salt&lt;br /&gt;A little fondle a little wink&lt;br /&gt;Twirled like a pen around that vixen's fingers&lt;br /&gt;That's what you will come to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou shall not lust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counterfeit&lt;br /&gt;Money shoes guitars Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;Games bags jewelleries LV&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation is a love counterfeit&lt;br /&gt;Hypocrites are passion counterfeits&lt;br /&gt;Ego is confidence counterfeit&lt;br /&gt;Im genuine, you're just another counterfeit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink&lt;br /&gt;White for angels&lt;br /&gt;Red for devils&lt;br /&gt;Blend this in equal proportions&lt;br /&gt;Pink,an angel and devil within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baa Baa&lt;br /&gt;Baa baa black sheep have you any wool?&lt;br /&gt;Yes sir yes sir three bag full&lt;br /&gt;One for my master one for my dame&lt;br /&gt;And one for the little boy with zi kang as his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-2430862752722510236?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/2430862752722510236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=2430862752722510236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/2430862752722510236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/2430862752722510236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/06/run-i-run-i-pant-my-feet-dragged-with.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-4917934461751933368</id><published>2008-06-29T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T00:51:17.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trails of thoughts this week is like the best holiday I've been through,went jamming went shepherding went badminton went swimming n went swimming again wif bird n larsfoo at jurong n first time eating half naked at kfc so cold n cool can show off our masculine body lol but I no muscles la.somemore play until i sunburn now I like burnt &lt;br /&gt;today service got john ang our long lost bro frm cat high to church by Joshua and yea he joined the church,gratz n welcome to him. today is about umm to achieve greatness u must serve others instead of others serving u,I like so I'm gona serve lol. after browsing through many trillions of blogs I tink bonds between gals r much more stronger den boys generally in sisterhood n of course biblically their bonds r like u die I die with u I luv u so much ours wan bond ornot?wakao u dun bian tai la those kind so I think we shud improve on our bonds with each other n build a strong fellowship and biblical community. lose to girls diulian sia time to pump up and yea theres special service next week made for all u visitors very fun one so prepare to receive invites from me! n today jus bought new track shoes dad buy one brooks beast waaahaa 70bucks after discount now I can run like a beast now!holi ends very fast u also gone very fast time to study n see u after o lvls jiayou!yes i will wan to luv u hw i luv God boohoohoo lol n freakin chs homecoming looks like im gona swallow tickets myself again!girls make men go crazy boys make me go berserk lesbians make me puke gays make me wana kill em all&lt;br /&gt;emotional high is crap maturity high is the thing! fast for visitors lol not only Muslims fast ok!fast n pray is zai &lt;br /&gt;after this week's enjoyment is full speed o lvls n yea watch me own!&lt;br /&gt;ps &lt;br /&gt;slash pwns u all&lt;br /&gt;I will wait for uuuuuuuuu still waiting sum41&lt;br /&gt;u jus gt pwned by power rangers&lt;br /&gt;I wan to be king lol lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea dats all geeks sayonara shuldnt u be studying instead of reading my blog?do something productive for God's sake blogger likes to waste people's time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-4917934461751933368?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096465857304743519.post-8825080877701237594</id><published>2008-06-23T09:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T09:50:44.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jam today shepherding yesterday me n Joshua go prawning lol damn fun but at least learn something never waste his money lol. Den after that I go makan myself at mcdonalds, yea alone again. Sunday bloody pathetic, flows of people all couple all friends alone people all dabao only I eat there, lots to see lots to think. Go home play dota..no life and at night play guitar chat with friends on MSN and go read bible and watch the clip on Passion Of The Christ again to remind myself not to sin at all cost, watch alone at night pretty scary but is our Father anyway, why be afraid? Then recently computers are not listening to their owners, mine freaking lag and hangs when watching youtube due to virus and friend's com speaker rusty fan spoil keyboard let her and brother rape until spoil, lol not rape mess until spoil. One term haaa...lets just die, I mean I die.&lt;br /&gt;Let us be the fishers of Man..&lt;br /&gt;Currently Listening:&lt;br /&gt;Love Like Winter AFI&lt;br /&gt;Face Down The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;br /&gt;None But Jesus Hillsong&lt;br /&gt;Take It All Hillsong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-8825080877701237594?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/8825080877701237594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=8825080877701237594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/8825080877701237594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/8825080877701237594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/06/jam-today-shepherding-yesterday-me-n.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-4713894103141884075</id><published>2008-06-21T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T00:05:21.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today service was great,best I should say sermon was great too,time to bear fruits of goodness.During Holy Communion we were shown a clip of Jesus's cruxification lucky it was short,nearly cry. At mrt gena stepped on the toe by a woman with her heels freaking pain but i held in my yell but was glad to hear a sorry after that.also during the I wana be shepherd meeting we taught how to be more dedicated n passionate to God and how to go against opposition and of course how to Love God.Love People. By Zachary our district leader.&lt;br /&gt;Now before i sin, i will think twice.For God For Jesus. Im gona go cry now bye.&lt;br /&gt;Due to gore I shall not embed it here want see just go youtube search jesus cruxification first video will be the one,not suitable for minors,must watch for Christians and Catholics and people who wants to dedicate their lives to God.&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus's name we pray, Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-4713894103141884075?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4713894103141884075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=4713894103141884075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/4713894103141884075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/4713894103141884075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-service-was-greatbest-i-should.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-3865657998684383277</id><published>2008-06-17T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T21:14:31.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 Corinthians 13:4-7&lt;br /&gt;'Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.'&lt;br /&gt;Songs of Songs 6:4-9&lt;br /&gt;'You are beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, majestic as troops with banners. Turn your eyes from me; they overwhelm me. Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from Gilead. Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming from the washing. Each has its twin, not one of them is alone. Your temples behind your veil are like the halves of a pomegranate. Sixty queens there may be, and eighty concubines, and virgins beyond number; but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the only daughter of her mother, the favorite of the one who bore her. The maidens saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines praised her.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful praises, u tell ur gf this she dun marry u i chop my head off XD.&lt;br /&gt;Messages from God, true love, haa never knew song of songs existed lol.&lt;br /&gt;For I believe you are God's send.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Listening:&lt;br /&gt;You're Beautiful James Blunt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-3865657998684383277?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/3865657998684383277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=3865657998684383277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/3865657998684383277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/3865657998684383277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/06/1-corinthians-134-7-love-is-patient.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-4733692448648085565</id><published>2008-06-16T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:53:43.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 subjects down, you will never want to hear the results. Couple more to go, seek strength, seek wisdom, seek perseverance, seek God.&lt;br /&gt;For God's my best listening ear, He won't turn away from my moans and troubles, He does not despise me, He does not listen to me just for the sake of listening. He reply not for the sake of reply.I can say He's the best for others in the world are full...of flaws. I've entrusted my life to Him now, what about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Listening:&lt;br /&gt;Nothingness Myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-4733692448648085565?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/4733692448648085565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=4733692448648085565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/4733692448648085565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/4733692448648085565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/06/2-subjects-down-you-will-never-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-777781564285064047</id><published>2008-06-15T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:55:52.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lessons learnt: A copper coin that comes from a person who gives with all of his or her heart worth more than a fortune from a person that gives in exchange for fame and glory in the eyes of God.&lt;br /&gt;Doing anything without faith is sin, pray before you eat, give thanks for what He has given you. Do not swear, do not pcc-.-''',do not go www.porn.com like what pastor Shirley has said,use that time to worship God. Be contented,be generous,don't be greedy,ask God for help and ask with faith for he will give what is appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;FAST,4 letters to become a shepherd.Meet God daily and don't even think of skipping it,its not considered a sin but it just shows that you are bloody lazy and undedicated.&lt;br /&gt;Lust, money and fame,they are the roots of all evil,you don't quit or attempt to quit,you will never grow,you don't repent,you will be going down to meet Satan and Lucifer.End of today's teaching and a big thank you to the person who has contributed to the first part of the teaching and prayed for my paper tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Guys and gals wan to invite Jesus into your life and rejoice with us?Don't hesitate find me now!&lt;br /&gt;And to those flamers and haters, don't like it keep quiet, talk so much for?People who come with great faith will not be affected by sinful words from your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Love God, Love People.Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Listening:&lt;br /&gt;One Way Hillsongs&lt;br /&gt;Alvern is skinny Central blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-777781564285064047?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/777781564285064047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=777781564285064047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/777781564285064047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/777781564285064047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/06/lessons-learnt-copper-coin-that-comes.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-7473756434690342129</id><published>2008-06-14T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T00:12:03.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Very impactful post hmm...well then God first, then that shall be it! God's a greater lover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-7473756434690342129?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/7473756434690342129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=7473756434690342129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/7473756434690342129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/7473756434690342129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/06/very-impactful-post-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-333197147944945231</id><published>2008-06-13T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T23:35:19.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today did a little bit of maths, other subjects haven study yet, oh dear im so dead.&lt;br /&gt;Today went to eat with bro and mum during lunchtime after lunch I saw a donation box at the counter of the drinks booth, it wrote something to do with the myanmmar cyclone, at first I have the urge to donate seeing that the 'China Sichuan earthquake' was not there but I just carried on walking. There, a voice, "Come on, put it in, its just a dollar". "I can come back another time when I want to". "You always say that and you never went back". My mum then suddenly decide to turn back to buy some stuff and just nice, we were walking past the box. I just drew out my wallet and threw that one dollar coin in. I was so relieved and happy. My bro saw it and said lol why you go put in, I said never mind la, myanmmar what, also not China. Then he said, walau is Myanmmar and China la. I was like what the?! But never mind I just did a good deed. I now realise that God wants to tell me something, never to stop your own kindness being given to people even though you think that they do not deserve it. God will judge who's right and who's wrong, we have no rights to judge as we ourselves are being judged. I hate China because of that cruel Fur trade video but now that God, has shown to me, the earthquake's a wrath to punish their sins, I shall not continue to judge them for I am being judged by God. I'll do what's right to God and let God do the rest.&lt;br /&gt;What a long post, time to sleep, remedial tmr, study with Joshua and rejoice!Service.&lt;br /&gt;God bless bye.&lt;br /&gt;Currently Listening:&lt;br /&gt;Wait and Bleed Slipknot&lt;br /&gt;No Life Slipknot&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories Fall Out Boys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-333197147944945231?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/333197147944945231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=333197147944945231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/333197147944945231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/333197147944945231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-did-little-bit-of-maths-other.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-1919463015738752109</id><published>2008-06-12T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T23:37:06.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's good to be emo sometimes as we are humans afterall but, getting overemo is bad.I read blogs of many people,showing dangerous signs of dying of emoing. It's time to save these poor people, now that God had spoken, it depnds on me to fufil the task, to bring back the true meanings of love and joy to their lives!Do not fear but rejoice, for salvation is here!&lt;br /&gt;I hope to find a sheep soon and yes, I welcome anyone who believes and want to know more about God, a good daddy, a good friend, the Creator of All. Don't feel shy, if you are interested you can just talk to me in private. I also hope to see people coming to our church, if you come for God and fellowship, good for you, if you come to sin and lust, you can come, but you won't grow.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of work undone,service on Saturday, prelims right up, give me strength and pull me through God!&lt;br /&gt;Emos, come and receive joy, bid goodbye to fear and sadness, my blog looks emo but it is just between me and Emily, we love our meows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening: &lt;br /&gt;Hold On 33Miles&lt;br /&gt;Power Rangers&lt;br /&gt;Still Waiting Sum41&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-1919463015738752109?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/1919463015738752109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=1919463015738752109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/1919463015738752109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/1919463015738752109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-good-to-be-emo-sometimes-as-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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-1096465857304743519.post-1092363660209608207</id><published>2008-06-12T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:33:09.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to become a proper emo.</title><content type='html'>Cutting wrist and moaning and tearing and listen to emo music is NOT emo.&lt;br /&gt;Emo is you trying to swallow down an entire can of coke at one shot with all the gas in my stomach and chest and BURPPP!&lt;br /&gt;Yes this is the real emo, very fun you try?&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: You may experience severe chest pains and dizziness after and before burping, you are solely responsible for your own actions to your own body, you are WARNED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sianz prelims, Im so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Listening: I'm Not Okay, Trust Me by My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;                                     Helena, again by My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;                                     Love like Summer, I mean Winter by AFI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096465857304743519-1092363660209608207?l=iswallowcoke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/feeds/1092363660209608207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096465857304743519&amp;postID=1092363660209608207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/1092363660209608207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096465857304743519/posts/default/1092363660209608207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iswallowcoke.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-to-become-proper-emo.html' title='How to become a proper emo.'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468538166992856673</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></feed>
