<?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-4182029407758526370</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:36:01.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sayins of the son of Victoria</title><subtitle type='html'>hold me close,So that in that blessed i will know that You are my God</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/'/><link 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align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;every single moment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we would stand amazed and awed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;unable to fully comprehend and grasp &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the gravity of the whole matter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if we combined all human intellect and reason&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we stand powerless to rationalise His death&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because what took place was out of love and not out of logic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if it was, it was out of God's logic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we can't understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;only when we see and recognise where it all started&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we drop to our knees and cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;`what a might God we serve'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then our praises will be the song &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;of a million angels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sang throughout all ages&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the song of love over humanity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;resonating through eternity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-8433708219023161592?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/8433708219023161592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-4182029407758526370.post-5928646285891760159</id><published>2009-03-19T06:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T06:38:51.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes the catalyst of converting a soul lies not in the quality of our arguments but rather the clarity of Jeusu being seen in us....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-5928646285891760159?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/5928646285891760159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=5928646285891760159' title='0 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the word falling when it comes to love?does it mean we just keep falling and falling down a tunnel?where we never can reconcile with what we are and how we are?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;memories&lt;/span&gt; cannot repeat itself again..though events and history can repeat..we can never alter the past..it is a dream that we stretch so hard to grasp..and then we stubbornly don't want to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;acknowledge&lt;/span&gt; that it is far exhausted and beyond our reach...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; regretful..finally realized i didn't cherish when i could..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sorry..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-5337532234717696822</id><published>2009-02-17T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T05:20:00.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i  dream that i stand upon this stage.practicing and rehearsing.perfecting every single move..aiming for a flawless and perfect act..aiming for something no one can point an accusing finger at, saying i am wrong or it's not to their liking..there is no  audience watching..i rather be performing for myself than other people..but they just keep coming and coming..saying what i am doing is not good enough..saying that i should do this and that..saying i lack creativity and individuality..but i ask..am i given a chance to?that's why..all this is just a dream..an exhausted dream?or a dream that can never happen..a dream that i cannot reach form where i am now..or worse.cannot reach from wherever i may be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-5337532234717696822?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/5337532234717696822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=5337532234717696822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/5337532234717696822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/5337532234717696822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dream-that-i-stand-upon-this-stage.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-469715884061297700</id><published>2009-02-11T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T21:52:37.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;pain in itself is never scary or fearful...because no one remembers the pain..how it lingers in us...what is fearful is the scar pain leaves behind..a memento mori that opens up and smiles at us whenever we see it...then..we start feeling the pain all over again...and now.if we ponder more carefully..we realize that the real torture is the memory..the vivid memories of events or people that slowly crawls its way into us..turning every emotion in despondency and melancholy and sadness...and worse still..sometimes we don't even know..we don't even realize where we are in the world of emotions...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because a girl like you is impossible to find,impossible to find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-469715884061297700?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/469715884061297700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-4182029407758526370.post-6541159225776915355</id><published>2009-02-05T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:43:54.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we often wonder where God really is..we can't see, can't hear, we can't smell' we can't feel...so where is God?the atheist laugh at us for using faith to explain the intangible relationship..they laugh and scorn..other religions have idols..tangible objects that they can place their trust on...things that are seen..so what do we have?we have a heart and mind..that's all that we need..to listen to God.to see God's will..to hear His voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people laugh at our belief..seeing it ridiculous that a God should die for man..not His friends but His enemies..they jeer at the sheer nonsensical plot of our Gospel..as the Bible says that the gospel is seen as foolish by the unbelieving..but it is the power of God unto salvation as well..the parallels are rather obvious..that wherever God is and wills..man tries to oppose..i see the tearing down of natural reserves and forest as an attempt by man to destroy the evidence that affirms that there is a Creator...they create their own concrete forests,elevating themselves to the status of a creator..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we look at them..lost souls..the people that are not ignorant to our pleas for repentance, rather indifferent to the gospel...how do we feel?love.that is the word.that is the emotion.that is the power and motivation that God gives us to continuously reach out to the lost despite set backs.we feel sorry because we are going to heaven and they are not...the last part of Romans1:16 says that the power of the gospel is able to save anyone and everyone...the lesson is..are we limiting the people that we bring to church?do we only bring people that we are comfortable with?the popular people in class?how about the outcast?the quiet?and the unpopular?well.Jesus did reached out to these people by saving us, the sinful the dirty and the scornful..who are we then to determine who is to be save?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-6541159225776915355?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/6541159225776915355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=6541159225776915355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/6541159225776915355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/6541159225776915355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-often-wonder-where-god-really-is.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-6763962592378327257</id><published>2009-02-03T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:13:16.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a moment that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;death&lt;/span&gt; can never claim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;while He kept silent there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love spoke in sacrifice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He gave His precious life, to save a soul like me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-6763962592378327257?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/6763962592378327257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=6763962592378327257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/6763962592378327257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/6763962592378327257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2009/02/moment-that-death-can-never-claim-while.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-3537611067311342094</id><published>2009-02-02T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T01:33:49.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we often wonder how male and female can fall in love...how they can accept each other when both are so different..the way males think is so different from the way females think..a snapshot of actions and thoughts by both parties would clearly draw the defining lines...males are more direct,overbearing,practical,insensitive while females are more emotional,irrational,sensitive and caring...so what exactly bring these two together?what is the drawing factor that sparks a sensation that cannot be defined by words until experienced?i believe that the root cause is a God given element called love....that intangible element that stirs the very heart of man...and the very substance that melts even the hardest heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we ponder on love so often..if we see acts of love..little glimpses of love every now and then..we must be wondering how did this all came about...how people could just love one and one only..to keep to that commitment for life?how different people could find themselves as compatible mates of life?i believe it all started at creation and then affirmed at the cross..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right form the start..God had in mind the ways of man and how they were going to be like..in the past present and future..he knew that man would fall out with Him..and HE planned the greatest act of love..for the past present and the future..He gave love and showed love by the dying of His Son on the cross and it is imperative to note that love was an unknown attribute of God in the Old Testament...what happened was God's only Son died for not people of His kind..but rather..His creatures..not people that loved Him in return but rather, the people who mocked and scorned Him...i would say that that standard of love can never be reached by man..and if we are awed by long lasting love between couples..amazed by devotion of lovers..or even touched by the nobility of parental love...why people are not moved touched and compelled to recognise and believe God's love as the greatest love of all time?why not believe that He is the Son of God if such love can never be manifested by human beings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is such:that the cacophony of the world, the rumblings and the songs of these world..the murmurs of god of these ages man choose to hear..while the euphony of God's love..the solo of His wondrous grace and mercy.. we often relegate to the bench..but we must always bear in mind that God's solo never change and He will always be singing it over us..and for eternity..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-3537611067311342094?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/3537611067311342094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=3537611067311342094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/3537611067311342094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/3537611067311342094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-often-wonder-how-male-and-female-can.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-8481232177277185694</id><published>2009-01-23T05:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T05:21:20.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know...maybe it's me only..but i can't helped it...and is it wrong to expect this much from myself?maybe..only i know the answer..somewhere deep inside me that i always fail to look into...fear?or just pure ignorance....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-8481232177277185694?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/8481232177277185694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=8481232177277185694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/8481232177277185694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/8481232177277185694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-6750138570445454063</id><published>2009-01-21T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:20:10.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i always wonder why the things we see aren't the things that really is...what we often form or formulate in our minds are not what is..but rather...what is to us....we tend to draw conclusions on issues and things base on what we know...no matter how limited our knowledge of that certain subject maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the reason why we complain against God for not letting some things happen or fro some things that happened...i guess that the yardstick that we hold is temporal and carnal..not eternal...the sufferings that we go through now seems so long..so much..so over bearing...but the glory and comfort we are going to have in heaven is way better than what we are going through now...eternity against 100 years of life...where is the comparison?where does that leave us?do we actually shudder and acknowledge the fact that we are blessed?it serves to not only to mitigate the suffering but more than that, to endure it joyfully...knowing full well that what is unseen is eternal..and the promises that Christ gave us is reallt..eternal...the propensity of looking through the tainted glasses of the world is human and carnal..that's why we need to pray constantly...read the Bible constantly..so as to keep in tune with  that which is above..that eternity will be what we focus on..not these ephemeral stuff..&lt;div 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Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-3429148238041573135</id><published>2009-01-18T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:10:00.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can only imagine and wait expectantly....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-3429148238041573135?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/3429148238041573135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-4182029407758526370.post-6103635111967939153</id><published>2009-01-15T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T05:31:13.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i slept under the moon gaze and the stars last night..literally...and it was amazing...it goes to show that light can be present no matter how dark it is....the source of light never fails...that is like us and Christ...to shine no matter how dark the world is&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-6103635111967939153?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/6103635111967939153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=6103635111967939153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/6103635111967939153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/6103635111967939153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-slept-under-moon-gaze-and-stars-last.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-3762938164083289914</id><published>2009-01-05T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:52:55.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fiction is just the alteration of truth..of reality to boost the capacity of a human mind..to heighten creativity...to explore a realm of fantasy that no man ever physically experience..a gateway to an enchantment that numbs our senses to the real world....lastly..something that is fake and not real....&lt;br /&gt;Christ is the truth and the reality....to touch the human heart and not the mind...to limit our own wisdom to depend on Him...to be assured of an eternal and future glory..a realm of pure delight and comfort..a gateway from all the world has to offer and to listen to words that save souls and not bodies..lastly..Christ is a character that is real and true...somebody that tread the paths that people tread these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe that Christ is more than a man...the essence of God in man could and will only be found in Him..what the world places on the pedestal..the fame,,wealth and other ephemeral possessions is what we need to place on the altar of sacrifice...in turn..what the world places on the altar..the cross to be exact..is what,or maybe who, that e need to place on the pedestal of our hearts..there is no mistake that God loves us..it boils down to a certain element called faith..to believe or not to believe..and to me, these faith is the only possession i want to be filled of...when i reach the gates of heaven..this element that kept me all these years will turn into something much more wonderful than any man has seen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always wanted to say this..say it out loud..i want my whole world to know..it's really coming from my heart and the feeling is more evident and pressing each day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love my church!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the people..the things that we do..i love God..really...and if tears come down someday..i know i need not be ashamed of them..i really really love my church..both depot and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;amk&lt;/span&gt;...and i pray everyday that we will keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;growing&lt;/span&gt; and shining..never leaving God's plan...never defeated by the world till Christ comes again...keep it going..it's our responsibility...and our burden to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-3762938164083289914?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.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-4182029407758526370.post-5429138824080587079</id><published>2009-01-04T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:08:00.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly got an urge to write something here..the past few days had been fun...doing things that i won't do usually cos i got an extended holiday....haha..anw..to all the sec4s i know..be it i vs or in church..all the best for your o level results this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mon&lt;/span&gt;...pray to God and don't worry...the results are probably printed already and getting ready to be shipped to Singapore...i think the results are too much emphasised upon as it really determine where u go next....but i come to realize that results hold more meaning to it....it shows us not the aptitude to a certain extent but the attitude and the priorities that we had in the past four years.....also God is there...if a certain institution is meant for you...there will be no stopping His will unless we think otherwise...i did quite badly my o levels but still ended up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;VJC&lt;/span&gt;...i still don't know why...but it was really a humbling experience to know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not there yet...not with the best..i need to work so much more to reach that stage...sometimes it's God telling you that you are not looking,focusing on Him enough that u miss the whole point of the O levels..maybe even life....i know it's hard...there's going to be tears. crying..some joy and laughter..whatever the case...we must know the reason...and not fall where we fall again....it's just another blown up stage that we celebrate...so don't worry too much about it...haha..will be praying for all of you and i can be the listening ear if you need someone to talk to...God bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-5429138824080587079?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/5429138824080587079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=5429138824080587079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/5429138824080587079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/5429138824080587079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2009/01/suddenly-got-urge-to-write-something.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-4458495112509347258</id><published>2008-12-28T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T06:28:24.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i believe that someday...oneday...we will really be ashamed of what we are doing..what we will be doing and what we had been doing...i am amazed by the goodness of God and how He saved us by sending His Son down to die on the cross for us...it's still a thought that i cannot understand why...a thought that provokes a certain kind of response to it...be it of disdain or acceptance....a certain compelling force that pushes us to question it..it's validity before we are saved and then to marvel and stand in awe, still trying to reconcile with the fact that a God died for us....i think that the surroundings at the cross, the cries, the murmurs of the people, the curses of the soldiers and the jeers of the bloodthirsty...cannot hide..cannot overwhelm the solo of God's love.....a solo sung throughout eternity...a symphony orchestrated by God since the start of creation....a melody old yet new...constant yet fresh and different to us everyday..that's God's love....a love that knows no end....coming to terms with such love is truly amazing..getting swept off your feet..blown away by the wind....and i think it is the first attribute that most people cling to..hold to...because it is His love that holds so much attraction..the love He showed defines what is love..how it should be like...amazing...wonderful...inexplicable sensation....but i think while we ponder..try to understand what actually tool place..how and why...maybe we should try to unravel the greatest mystery of man...why people reject such love?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-4458495112509347258?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/4458495112509347258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=4458495112509347258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/4458495112509347258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/4458495112509347258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-believe-that-someday.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-8078340393155294665</id><published>2008-12-22T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T19:54:51.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had always been thinking..wondering...how people could behave in such careless manner..such decadence that always breed hurt and hatred...why the world could not stay peaceful and nice...lovely...christmas is in the air now..really can smell it and it warms my heart to see gifts being exchanged...well wishes passed on...but...maybe its just an exhibition..a show that must go on..if not this year would not be complete...what happens when this season is over?are we still going to uphold the principle of love...or maybe even the act of it?or do we just stop cos the performance is over and we are no longer on the stage?what are we thinking of?people are always hard to fathom..the intricacies of the mind heart and soul cannot be boxed up in the perimeters of science religion and sociology.....the world needs something..real bad..and i believe...they need Christ...Christ is not a religion...not a scientific genius that created man..He is God...verily God...a God that is all powerful....stop and think....is Jesus a Christian?i think opinions differ here...but to me...Christianity is not the main focus..not the object of our faith..it's just a term use to label our belief....Christ is the object...and may we not lose that focus....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-8078340393155294665?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/8078340393155294665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=8078340393155294665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/8078340393155294665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/8078340393155294665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-had-always-been-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-1169991872577252248</id><published>2008-12-19T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T17:40:02.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a fruitful week with a bustle of activities....the fatigue but the joy found on singing and in the presence of Christians..quite a fun week....haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;games day next week..sharing..burdened..need prayers...afraid of saying wrong things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch....excited....finally back to studying..not that i like it..but it's a signal that my education life i really ending soon...redemption year...i will do my best..give my best shot...hopefully my best is enough...to prevent tears..disappointment...scared but anticipative....cos God is there...faith's Reality.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-1169991872577252248?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/1169991872577252248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=1169991872577252248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1169991872577252248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1169991872577252248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/12/fruitful-week-with-bustle-of-activities.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-902235736154940130</id><published>2008-12-16T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T03:43:29.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>camp is finally over and then school is really starting soon..the camp was really fun and meaningful...taught me a lot of things that i would not know...would not have known if the camp was not planned...the leaders are a really close bunch...i use are and not were cos we still are..haha...and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;glad&lt;/span&gt; we can share things and confess our wrongs..i got to know a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; better..esp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shortie&lt;/span&gt; and jet...haha..they are really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;encouraging&lt;/span&gt; people that touched me over and over and over again...the things and the way we did things were really nice and God focus and i thought it was the aim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt;...the object of faith as we go through the camp was the Lord Jesus Christ and the subject was His love....a love the touches everyone and not our friends only...a love that has no segregation or any ostracising...i love the camp..certain things i will keep in my heart...a place where only God knows..a place that will sustain these memories...these love and concern shared for me....and will be a place always living..flowing with gratitude to all who have shown love for me.....to me..there will not be any depot or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;amk&lt;/span&gt;...or any other cliques so to speak..as far as i am concern..we are we will always be one even in heaven..really...and that's a promise i will try to live up to...upholding the unity that is so important yet overlooked....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-902235736154940130?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/902235736154940130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=902235736154940130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/902235736154940130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/902235736154940130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/12/camp-is-finally-over-and-then-school-is.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-5722256924635391864</id><published>2008-11-19T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T02:56:37.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally had the time to blog awhile..had quite a hectic week..with so many practices and stuff..haha..so many people going overseas or are already overseas or are going overseas...haha..holidyas are really here man..anw..im really tired this week...was wondering about the stars..cos they are really nice and beautiful...wonder what's it's purpose in the sky?to light our path at night?but there is the moon...to be a focal point where lovers can dream about?to be something that people share in common..a hope..a wish...it's almost like looking at things so perfect..beautiful..yet so transient and can never be reached....is that meant to be?i don't know...but i really love stars..really...i love looking at them..gazing at them..see them twinlke..smile...shinning brightly as though they are wishing us well from afar..it's pretty...and it always reminds me of the goodness of God..his matchless power and glory....i wonder if stars were made..for the sole purpose of letting us gaze on them...and know and see and feel..what a mighty God we have..what a mighty God..wonders of all wonders...that such a small thing from where we are...is made by such a big God..made so intricately...and really...think about it..you will cry..cos God is just so wonderful...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-5722256924635391864?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/5722256924635391864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=5722256924635391864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/5722256924635391864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/5722256924635391864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-had-time-to-blog-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-794976882744784185</id><published>2008-11-10T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:08:16.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another week passed..it all seems so fast...next year will be the final year..before i fly into open fields and study what i really love..but thinking of leaving VJC or Victoria seems sad and really brings back fond memories that saturates my mental album till this day..the fun..the tears..the laughter..the pain..broken quite a few rules..not the major ones though..always got away with only a warning because of my sweet talk and smile...the first hug i ever had with a female...it dawn upon me that i am really growing up..maturity in thinking needs to be there..responsibilities are bound to come...am i up to it?i just don't feel right looking forward to next year..it's strange and scary..sometimes through it all..tears are just not meant to flow..they are meant to be contained..suppressed..give way to a smile that everyone expects..it's like losing self identity...lost in the mass and mess of humanity..last performance next year..nostalgic but anticipating..the last show..will it be a glittering end with the honours or just an end with gold?i don't know...i don't know..that's the best i can say..i really don't know what life has in store for me in the future...my studies career family relationships..the curious part in me really wants to see how pain is it to lose a love one to a friend...to go to a beloved's wedding knowing the groom is not me...to taste life where no one tasted before willingly...and when i cry for joy or sorrow..i know it's part of ife..sometimes..to a guy...shedding tears is more painful than bleeding...because crying is when the heart really bleeds..it's true that Jesus also cries..He even wept..must we really be ashamed of tears&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a simple smile really brightens people's life...and i really don't understand why behind a smile there maybe a dagger..behind everything pops something sinister...the facade, that veneer...will always be there unless you choose to take it off...transparency and honesty is what friends should have..no lies..no gossips...and i will sacrifice anything for the sake of my friends...maybe even love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-794976882744784185?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/794976882744784185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=794976882744784185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/794976882744784185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/794976882744784185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-week-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-6143474909542676515</id><published>2008-11-03T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:56:02.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;..i felt a sudden urge to write..maybe i should just keep a dairy or journal..a more personal avenue for penning thoughts..can practice my handwriting also..haha..well..another week passed already and the o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lvls&lt;/span&gt; like ending in another week...er..im sorry to say that i don't really want it to end cos it shows that hols are really ending...entering the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;december&lt;/span&gt; period...haix...i still have a lot of books to read to be able to write a good thesis and do well in my research paper...i don't know why verses of the Bible sometimes just pop into my head and i just cannot forget them..it's really strange...i don't know what it means but i know God is speaking...rather excited..God is speaking...haha..never had that before...i need to go out and play or relax...really...holidays can't be spend studying or just reading books...i have my list of things to do..but er..so far not following that list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why and what humans usually do in the face of trouble or trials?i wonder how they react to a certain shock?i wonder how they can conceal or hide things,emotions from others so well?i wonder how they can hurt someone so deeply and care for others?it's a mystery that not only explores the discipline of sociology but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;humanology&lt;/span&gt;...the web of relationships they draw to other people..i don't know how people can easily breakup and go out with another person?how couples can so easily evoke the rights of divorce?it's really scary...didn't they say `i love you' so many times to each other?sometimes the word`eternally' is added also...i am scared i live in this world..a slow but determined erosion of sound morals..what if the girl i love does this to me?what if this and that happens to me?what if i just pause and relax?what if i did this to someone else?what if i am the culprit?&lt;br /&gt;it's so easy to see ourselves as the victims and the ones deserving sympathy..but..we should ensure we are not the culprits...to me..the three words are sacred and i am only going to say it to one and only one girl..i promise not to be the culprit and, if it is God's will, i will marry the woman i love in the future. one only.no break ups no heart aches..only serious thoughts, devoted heart and a prayerful soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-6143474909542676515?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/6143474909542676515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=6143474909542676515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/6143474909542676515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/6143474909542676515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/11/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-8178911862324916955</id><published>2008-10-29T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T17:45:49.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder..or maybe i really felt that i should stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blogging&lt;/span&gt;...don't ask me why..because why questions are always the hardest and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; provoking questions...maybe i should put my thoughts into songs...i don't know what i am treating this tool as..words are often so mysterious yet simple...they convey our inner emotions and thoughts to other people..there is a certain compulsion that words need to be picked carefully..wisely...so that these few letters will not become daggers that pierced through people..words...just think of it and laugh..what a powerful tool..able to lift or break people down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;anw&lt;/span&gt;..before people say i am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; or too expressive..i shall stop...i am really not..really..i am just a simple guy with simple thoughts that simply needs to be written down...the holidays are here...play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;frisbee&lt;/span&gt; play soccer...watch movies..celebrate birthdays...go camp..exciting man...but then..got to study also...haix...a price to pay for a super long holiday..i really wanna play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;frisbee&lt;/span&gt; or touch rugby..not so much soccer now cos i just played it last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;...so hopefully i can:)&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;anw&lt;/span&gt;..this maybe the last post already..so happy reading...God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's no greater love than this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's no higher sacrifice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;than a man should give His life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;should there be any praise &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let it go to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calvary&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the place that i will &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never e'er forget&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at the cross where&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;righteousness and mercy truly met&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord of reality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;take my hand guide me on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let me stand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;strong and mighty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;against all foes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thy love in command&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;make me a servant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;humble and meek&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord let me lift up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;those who are weak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and may the prayer of my heart always be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;make me a servant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;make me a servant today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord i offer my life to You &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;use it for Your glory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord i offer my days to You &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lifting my praise to You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as a pleasing sacrifice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord i offer you my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-8178911862324916955?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/8178911862324916955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=8178911862324916955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/8178911862324916955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/8178911862324916955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/10/sometimes-i-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-639028375687833747</id><published>2008-10-27T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:18:57.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another week passed..so fast..yet so slow..time is like a yardstick for almost anything and everything in the world now..haha..played soccer at the cage yesterday and it was super fun..play till we all were tired:)wanted to play frisbee also but it rained..so decided to just go home while the rest await their BBQ thing to begin...xinan's back and yay..fun sio..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i am trying to blog here..just writing whatever comes to my mind..it's like a mental blockage..a sudden disruption in our thoughts..a certain pause in life where we stop and think..why are we actually doing this?or what are we trying to achieve in life?it always boils down to the question of purpose...and it's something that we don't like to face...because of fear?or because of selfishness?i don't know...the certainty of hardships and uncertainty has always been a piece in the Jigsaw of life and the uncertainty of assured success and happiness falls in the same category as well. it seems that we struggle, we fight for our desires, our wants...where is the strength?where is the determination?where is that look that tells people..i am going to succeed?i sometimes feel that life is cruel.that hard work may mean a lot..but not the deciding factor...to stand there with the echelons of society and to actually do well..needs an element called intelligence or ingenuity...i am one that looks on and just have to be content standing on the walk way..looks on the way of life and laugh at it's philosophy of meritocracy when people get into positions with money...looks on this temporal things, ephemeral possessions man stupidly fight and kill for...then..i turn my gaze upwards..looking at a certain privilege i  have...the love that i have...the eternity that i have...then i smile and shrug my shoulders..walking away from the mass and mess of humanity...in to the solitary presence of my God..there to simply thank Him for saving me from the struggles..and for being the God of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord of big things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord of small things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank You for saving my soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know i am a sinner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i believe that You can save&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;please come into my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no more time to waste..do not delay..believe and you will be save..believe and peace everlasting will spring from your heart..His hand is already stretched out to you, the question is.will you take it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-639028375687833747?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/639028375687833747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=639028375687833747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/639028375687833747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/639028375687833747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-week-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-7629160798205409137</id><published>2008-10-26T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T02:07:26.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we will be that good...i promise...take my word for it..don't feel sad or bad about the mistakes you committed..we will be that good..pray and trust God...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-7629160798205409137?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/7629160798205409137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=7629160798205409137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7629160798205409137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7629160798205409137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-will-be-that-good.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-3409904736149375040</id><published>2008-10-21T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:50:57.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i often think to myself..what i would be next time?what occupation would i hold?a teacher like my parents?a lawyer?i really like being a lawyer..but it's too hard..too taxing..i scared i don't have time for God and my family..i also can't stop thinking of the future..who will i marry?how many heartbreaks will i have to endure?i really want to love one person and one person only..forever..i don't want to break peoples' hearts..it's too cruel right?i wonder what my children will be like?like me?or my wife?would they love to play soccer?go shopping?&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;..or play the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Erhu&lt;/span&gt;?will i be able to support them?i am always the listening ear to my friend's problems and i will try to help..i know it's important...but i rather not bother people with my problems sometimes..i don't want people to worry over me...there's so much to worry about in the world already...i don't know how many people actually come to this blog..a gateway to my weird thoughts and dreams...i will be there for anyone who needs a listening ear...you can trust me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an indelible mark..i really wonder how you cannot see it?indifference or ignorance?only you will know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-3409904736149375040?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/3409904736149375040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=3409904736149375040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/3409904736149375040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/3409904736149375040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-often-think-to-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-8245792254474125218</id><published>2008-10-19T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:06:18.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so free these days...had been reading books and trying to memorise James...sometimes i also lie on the sofa and just think of stuff..i was wondering...how important are words?and how important these had to be supported by actions?i always thought words are very important..the basis of communication...but i am starting to realize that actions are just as important...what we do speaks for us...in fact...it has greater weight and impact than words that we speak....i am always intrigued by the way girls tend to hug when bidding farewell...and guys shake hands or do some cool hand gesture...maybe we wave goodbye..with the very intend of meeting again..and holding each other's hands again?i don't understand why..but i found it heartening and touching..the love and camaraderie amongst us...maybe i can propose to my wife-to-be without words...maybe we can comfort each other just by seating beside them or lending a listening ear...it always succeeds in touching me deep inside and somehow stream my eyes when love is so explicitly shown..unity amongst the youth in church...i felt loved..really..both at amk and depot..there's always amos..the big brotherly figure..though we seldom talked much..less jokes now..but he is really encouraging..and i really thank God for him..there's always older people to guide and slowly teach us...disciple us...s;ow;y but surely..if God wills and if we continue in this love and in God's love..both depot and amk will grow stronger..glow brighter...and we will continue the work the past generations started and continued...pillars of the church..the very faith that we are willing to offer our lives and bodies for...for the simple desire of hearing from Jesus..`well done.My faithful servant"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for faith without works is dead...let us love one another..that all men will know you are&lt;strong&gt; My&lt;/strong&gt; disciples&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-8245792254474125218?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/8245792254474125218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=8245792254474125218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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threshold of a new beginning..though the old has not really end yet...i wonder..what can we really do for our friends?to what extent are we going to show care and concern and brotherly love?do we go beyond the jokes, the laughter...the play times..the times where we play in he rain..walk together under the stars?do we even reach the stage of crying together?feeling for one another?being there when it really hurts?i wonder...what happens if two good friends like or love the same person?would it be cowardly if we just take a step back for the other?would we rather our friends smile?what would we do?would we be the shoulder soaked with the tears of our friends?or would we be just people of the same hobby..likings but not of the same heartbeat?even if pass the physical and emotional stage of friends....would we be stumbling blocks in our friends' spiritual growth?will we encourage them with the Word?do we pray for them?do we segregate people form ourselves?do we try our best to bring them into service?or maybe even salvation?how deep is the desire to have an everlasting friendship with them?maybe the meaning of friends have long grew insignificant and its worth diffused by many other tangible and ephemeral objects...the take on friendship is now seen as a social want than need..true friends are never awkward in silence.where is the world heading to if a human can no longer relate to another human...of the same kind...what more talk about relating with an all powerful God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if the world is this big&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why can't it contain Your glory?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if the world is this small&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why can't i hear Your still small voice?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;silence is what the world needs to understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-4111154024326686428?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/4111154024326686428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=4111154024326686428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/4111154024326686428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/4111154024326686428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-1st-yr.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-1037967147273079006</id><published>2008-10-15T17:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T02:29:28.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just wanna share a verse.... 1 Cor 11:1....Imitate me just as i imitate Christ...:)what a verse...what a statement...so simple but so hard to say to younger believers..wonder if i can say that..whether what i do and say have a lasting impact on the younger people..if it does....am i giving them the right things to follow...we must know..the end of the chain is still Jesus..not us and our own life principles...but Christ himself...maybe we should really check ourselves and present ourselves as a good testimony in front of all men...let them see Christ in us..and maybe..in heaven..we will meet someone who was saved by how we carried ourselves...what a joy...hahah..like some message..but i thought bout the verse for quite long already and found it rather meaningful:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are starting...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pw&lt;/span&gt; coming...and i did well in my promos..though not as well as ideal yet..anw...so many activities in holidays...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gg&lt;/span&gt; be very fun..hahaha..but the orchestra thing needs a lot of work..cos gotta teach and not just practice...got to find the right harmony for all instruments and got to fit in all instruments...haha..pray for us")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;with taunts and scoffs they&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mock what seems Thy weakness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;with blows and outrage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;adding pain to pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thou art unmoved and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;steadfast in Thy meekness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i am wronged &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;how quickly i complain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;doubt is a luxury we cannot afford now...or at least i can't...if that is the best you can give...i wonder...how much you will receive....sometimes it's not all about giving...if we stand at different ends of the world....belief is what we should have...and maybe...in this physical sphere we maybe standing beside each other as well..we just have to keep our word...that promise...and really understand the significance of the `yes' we said...knowing down the road...it may &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;come&lt;/span&gt; back to us one day..or even...be the road that we will take..together?or maybe...alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-1037967147273079006?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/1037967147273079006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=1037967147273079006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1037967147273079006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1037967147273079006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-wanna-share-verse.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-3759399590927590034</id><published>2008-10-06T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:29:32.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's all over...i really don't know anything....i tried my best to save it...but maybe form where you are...you really don't mind letting it go....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-3759399590927590034?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/3759399590927590034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=3759399590927590034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/3759399590927590034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/3759399590927590034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-6726444134189038362</id><published>2008-10-05T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:03:18.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;...results out this wk...did quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; so far...an A for maths and a D for physics...quite sad though that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt; do as well for physics...anw..all the best to those who have yet to finish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; exams....stand tall stand proud..voices that care are crying out loud....and when you close your eyes tonight feel in your heart how our love burns bright...nice words...but how many of us can really say this to a friend in need...so to all my friends...if u really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; a listening ear...i will be there for you...both encouraging and praying for you in the Lord....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when life should cease&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my sight fails finally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; when by faith &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope becomes reality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;through eternity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know with Christ i will be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no longer the need of hope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; with Christ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faith's reality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-6726444134189038362?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/6726444134189038362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=6726444134189038362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/6726444134189038362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/6726444134189038362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/10/hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-1190175267934612619</id><published>2008-10-02T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T05:54:57.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was another boring day again...haha..but i read taming the tiger..quite an interesting book..very deep and meaningful also...suddenly..the more i pray about where i can serve in the assembly..the more inadequate i feel....im really not gifted..really...the best i can do is smile...i really need some direction...i really feel small compared to peers who are doing things for Christ already...i really wonder..when..just when..i wonder if i have the commitment...the burning passion for the work that will not extinguish..i really wanna serve..after the children's day thing..i found i really loved the kids..i really wanted them to accept Christ and then grow in Him..but i felt so inexperienced..so useless when i didn do certain things properly...im really scared that if i really do become a youth leader..i may just lead people astray..im really scared...i know God will overcome my weakness with His strength if i trust in Him..but its really daunting...really..what if i didn do a good job..how am i to face Him in heaven?maybe i should really talked to older brothers in Christ...i really wanna find my gift..the gift he gave me..then use it for Him...i thought speaking was it..every time i read the Bible..things hit me...they really burden my heart and i really wanna share...but im afraid i say the wrong things..and in the end..its not profitable to people...maybe i should just wait and see?or pray and see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even the best fall down and cry..heaven knows we need not be ashamed of our tears..as it falls..onto a worn out Bible..that is when...God is there..in our heart...all i ask Lord...is to follow Your will...give me an indication that i have not strayed..or should i say...Lord..i promise not to stray..use me as You Will...what i see now is all black and white...but Lord..You see the full picture..and i know..its a masterpiece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-1190175267934612619?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/1190175267934612619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=1190175267934612619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1190175267934612619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1190175267934612619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-was-another-boring-day-again.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-5752225067595550488</id><published>2008-09-28T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:18:45.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;first day that exams are over..rather bored at home...thinking about reading all the books at home..started with my heart my life my all..its quite a thought provoking book...really jolts my mind..about where or which part of me behaves as though i am really bought by Christ..i really want to serve God..i really wanna find the gift He gave me and then use it for His glory..i am at a lost now?i really don't know where can i help...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YP&lt;/span&gt;?CC?i really don't know..i scared i am really not good enough to like be a BS leader...i fear that i say something wrong and that may cause someone to stumble...look around church...there are so many youths amongst us...we need to keep as many of these youths in church on Saturdays..and maybe during the holidays too...the games day is good...people stay in church to play..to have fellowship..friends come and the gospel could be preached...there are so many activities planned for the youths...why?sometimes the response is rather disappointing...to me..i believe we take things for granted..we take friends..playing and having fellowship with other brothers and sisters in Christ..for granted...we should not adopt this attitude..we come and go as we wish..our commitment to the church and the youths is not there..we must understand that sooner or later..we will be the ones leading the church..carrying on the work our parents had done before...stand up and be counted for...we cannot afford people leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YP&lt;/span&gt; already...we need people in rather than out...watch for those younger ones..we need to make a good impression of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;YP&lt;/span&gt; so that they will want to come..we must try make the Youth and Children Ministry grow....and maybe...we should start with ourselves..maybe just praying for the church..the youth leaders and the youths..its not easy..but seriously...who said it's going to be easy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-5752225067595550488?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/5752225067595550488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=5752225067595550488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/5752225067595550488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/5752225067595550488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-that-exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-6844181215261387048</id><published>2008-09-25T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:04:14.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;....exams are over already...today was the final paper..today's paper was rather tough...haix...quite difficult to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;...quite sad oso...haix..to think exams &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; end with such an uncertain paper...haha..oh well...EXAMS are over...playtime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;things i wanna do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to play the piano really well..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to practise my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Erhu&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to finish reading the Bible...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to see if i can be a relief teacher at VS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to read and read and read books&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to play soccer with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;amos&lt;/span&gt; they all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to lie on the sofa and slack....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;observe the behaviors of people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;well..all the best for those who have not finish their exams..keep going and do your best...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was that meant to be a surprise?i hope you would do that over and over again..cause i really love what you did") i wonder if  friendship can exists between them...or maybe friendship to them is indeed something more...something that only them can feel and understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-6844181215261387048?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/6844181215261387048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=6844181215261387048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/6844181215261387048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/6844181215261387048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/09/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-1095868410581010475</id><published>2008-09-23T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T03:04:18.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 more days.................then promos over...then the end of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt;1...that means &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt;2 coming...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;aww&lt;/span&gt; man..anw...hahaha..today lit paper quite ok..haha..thank God...anw..ppl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt;..i am not emo..really..why am i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;?just because i write &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; stuff?&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and when the sun rises...a brand new day awakes..filled with promise and potential..full of excitement and adventure...only if we see it and want it to..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pls&lt;/span&gt; Lord..let me treat each new day as a day of grace..thank You for the breath in me and the channel of blessing i can be to other people..may this day be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pleasing&lt;/span&gt; unto You and may the steps i tread be the steps You have tread before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and when sunset comes...the rest and peace that follows...may i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;reflect&lt;/span&gt; on what i have done...offer a prayer of thanksgiving unto You for the protection for me this day..Lord..i pray that i will see things as what You see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-1095868410581010475?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/1095868410581010475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=1095868410581010475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1095868410581010475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1095868410581010475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/09/3-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-4902713185859660834</id><published>2008-09-19T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:00:34.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha..thanks for all your well wishers...I'll be praying for all of your too...study hard..aim to do well in our studies...so that through it..it will be a good testimony of our faith..that we are not just religious people but also people that strive for excellence in our earthly occupation be it ow or in the future..all the best:)God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i said a prayer for you today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and know God must have heard &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i felt the answer in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;although He spoke not a word&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i didn't ask for fame or wealth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i asked for priceless treasures rare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;of a more lasting kind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i prayed that He'd be near to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to grant you health and blessings fair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and friends to share your way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i asked for happiness for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in all things both great and small&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but that you'd know His loving care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i prayed most of all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-4902713185859660834?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/4902713185859660834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=4902713185859660834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/4902713185859660834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/4902713185859660834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/09/haha_19.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-7293067887964994883</id><published>2008-09-17T21:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:22:28.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha..1st paper over today..not a very good one though...dun think an A or B is possible..haiz...8 more days to go..then its..wah...super shiok..haha..anw..i dunno why i wanna do well so badly?why?i really wanna do well...but sometimes i jux don't get the grades i thought i would....but i wanna let ppl know i really tried my best..sometimes im really not meant to be the perfect student teachers always want me to...but its really my best..i feel the disappointment whenever i don't do well..really..not because i have not tried my best...but the disappointment in the faces of my teachers are just too pain...i don't want anyone to feel sad because of me... the release of the O level results still haunts me whenever i get back results...it hurts when im so close of that perfect score..all was broken by the language i used everyday...i know my results are always a source if disappointment...but i promise...i will do my best...NIL SINE LABORE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-7293067887964994883?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/7293067887964994883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=7293067887964994883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7293067887964994883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7293067887964994883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/09/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-7713059946154324068</id><published>2008-09-15T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T05:38:34.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the official start of the final year exams....haha..excited cos i study..afraid cos i don't know what to expect...nervous cos i really wanna do well...happy cos its finally ending, the whole of my JC 1 year....it's pretty funny right?that so many emotions can be found in a single person at the same time..at that very instance of time....it's super cool..dont know why..but we are made like that..haha..emotions are super nice things..imagine people without emotions..what will happen?no love..no joy..no sadness...how can it be?haha..anw..im not emo or what..just thinking...if u haven realized..i love to think and will ace the `DAY DREAMING' paper if there is one..haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something hit me real hard during the Gatsby discussion yesterday...the world is disintegrating into a realm of segregation instead of the uniformity globalisation acclaims to be doing....its really scary..that unless you are from a rich, famous family of high social status...society is a real daunting place or person to face next time...notice its not rich OR famous but both together...whoa..that's scary..where do people go to?what boxes them up?we hardly see children of taxi drivers or hawkers in top schools..neither do we see them at top university..why?why the divisions?i am in the opinion that i wont have any poly or ITE friends if not for church..the education system is such a dividing tool that segregates people by their intellect..the fair policy of meritocracy is in fact the toll that segregates...haix...its really stressed..to wanna break into an upper class...to do something that people dont expect you to so because of what you are rather than who you are....its really sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closer to my heart will be the issue in church...of people especially youths seeing themselves as amk ppl or depot ppl...why?are we not of the same faith?same belief?for the same cause of being a god witness in our area?why?must we really bring in this kind of groupings?it really makes me ponder on what or where are we heading to?if its heaven..why the attempt of seeing ourselves differently...cos of security?or identity?do we feel more secure or comfortable if we have a place somewhere among people?but..we must all recognize that we IDENTIFY we CHRIST and no other..no amk ppl or depot ppl but GOD'S PEOPLE..A CHOSEN PEOPLE AND A ROYAL PRIESTHOOD...WE ARE ONE IN THE BOND OF LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i cant make you see it through..it's something only love can do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can sing of Your Love forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-7713059946154324068?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/7713059946154324068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=7713059946154324068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7713059946154324068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7713059946154324068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-is-official-start-of-final-year.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-1741874270298966488</id><published>2008-09-08T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T05:58:59.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will hold u to the promise u made to me...hopefully the answer will be a happy one..i really gave a lot of clues...i cant understand why u still cant see...i really tried my best...but it didn work out...sometimes i wonder..in the dead of the night...what it really means to me may not be what it means to you...i cant..i just cant..2 yrs...and counting...i wonder what it meant to wipe a tear from peoples' face?maybe the sky is really varies from where people are...where we see them...and maybe..the stars shine at different times....just maybe...that is where it all started...and maybe....just when all was thought to be similar...one difference is all it takes to destroy the melody, the symphony written just for a special audience......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-1741874270298966488?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/1741874270298966488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=1741874270298966488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1741874270298966488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1741874270298966488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-will-hold-u-to-promise-u-made-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-1227886723552175820</id><published>2008-09-05T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T22:05:29.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i receive news of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;, Christians in India under heavy persecution...they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;opemly&lt;/span&gt; being killed and tortured for believing in Christ..many of them have ran and fled..living lives as fugitives in their very own homeland...i really cant believe this..they are forced to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;denounce&lt;/span&gt; their faith...oppressed and the government is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doing&lt;/span&gt; nothing..brothers and sisters in Christ..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; prayer for these brothers and sisters..pray for strength..wisdom and encouragement to endure this dark hour of inhumanity...really cried and feel the pain to read of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; undergoing such torment..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; pray..really...we must always bear in mind that this world is not my home..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; just a passing through..my treasures and security is in Heaven...with Christ my Saviour and my God...keep these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; in prayer..pray God's grace and mercy will be with them..pray for His protection also..and maybe through the massacre of the Christians..God's name will be glorified and heard through out the land...may the deeds and bravery of these faithful Christians..their sufferings in seeing their love ones die before their eyes or they dying...echo through eternity..may they utter the very words...FOR ME TO LIVE IS CHRIST AND TO DIE IS GAIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;embrace the love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;your heart requires&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cling to the One &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;whose heart knew every pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;receive from Jesus &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fountains of compassion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;only He can fashion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;your heart to move as His&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O wondrous Cross &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;our desires lie in You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Lord Jesus make us Bolder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to face with Courage the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pain and the Shame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You bore upon Your shoulders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; pray and uphold them in your prays...God is good all the time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-1227886723552175820?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/1227886723552175820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=1227886723552175820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1227886723552175820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1227886723552175820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-receive-news-of-ppl-christians-in.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-5106965469821668242</id><published>2008-09-03T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T07:10:28.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;..halfway through the hols &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;...games day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;...quite happy and excited..too bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wesley&lt;/span&gt; cant be there..really miss playing soccer with them man:)hope all runs well tmr..haha..gotta lock the place aft that...quite scary..cos i gotta check the place..its so big..so dark..to think that the church could be so scary at night...why?isn't it supposed t be a place of solace and joy when we meet other believers?&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;...quite a tough question..but it brings to mind that a church is nothing with its members...even more..its nothing without Christ...sometimes we tend to look too much..read too much into symbols and items like the cross and bread and wine...but we overlook the significance of that things...without Christ the cross is just a piece of wood rite? we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shld&lt;/span&gt; look more at the person, the person behind all these..who definitely is Christ...we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;shld&lt;/span&gt; not take things for granted that this are just representatives of our faith and religion...we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;shld&lt;/span&gt; dwell on its meaning to us..to take ownership of what Christ has done...to make it something personal between us and Him:)i think what makes our faith special and unique is our God is constant yet different..constant in the way HE treats people is but different in the way that each of us have something personal and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; shared with God that others might not have...our faith surpasses the stage of undivided submission into a stage of relationships...though we still submit wholly to God...SONS OF GOD....what a blessing...hahah..something i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; happened to think about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O teach me what it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;meaneth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that Cross uplifted high&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;with One the Man of Sorrows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;condemned to bleed and die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O teach me what it cost Thee &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to make a sinner whole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O teach me Savior teach me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the value of a soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i really do care...i really wanna c u smile..i dun mind u smiling at other ppl...but pls keep that smile on...when ur down..rmb..GOd loves you")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-5106965469821668242?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/5106965469821668242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=5106965469821668242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/5106965469821668242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/5106965469821668242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/09/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-8738457176379706601</id><published>2008-08-21T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T06:28:09.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i belong to a lost generation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i refuse to believe i can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt; the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i realize this maybe a shock but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;`happiness comes from within'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is a lie and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;money will make me happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so in 30 years i tell my children &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they are not the most important thing in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my employer will know i have my priorities straight because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is more important than&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i tell you this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;once upon a time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;families stay together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but this will not be true in my era&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is a quick fix society &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;experts tell me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;30 years from now i will be celebrating the 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; anniversary of my divorce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i do not concede that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will live in a country of my own making&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;environmental destruction will be the norm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no longer can it be said that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my peers and i care about this earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it will be evident that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my generation is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;apathetic&lt;/span&gt; and lethargic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it is foolish to presume that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there is hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and all of these will come true unless we choose to reverse it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.read this backwards after reading through it the &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; time...see the beauty of it?:)its time we really do something about the problems facing us and maybe even threatening our witness for Christ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-8738457176379706601?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/8738457176379706601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=8738457176379706601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/8738457176379706601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/8738457176379706601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-belong-to-lost-generation-i-refuse-to.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-8021675800773695809</id><published>2008-08-10T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T07:00:16.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>copa ended today..quite fun..but quite stressed oso la...haha..anw..nxt big thing up,,promos..study hard ren an..come on..study hard...put in your best..make it your best shot..do well..so that no one gonna laugh at you...hahahaha.yes sir..i promise to study hard and do well sir..NIL SINE LABORE will always be in my mind sir..haha..sian but gotta concentrate..somehow as i grow older and realized myself more..understand myself more..i become more afraid that im not destined to be a shinnig star in the local sky..jux to normal..ordinary..no exceptional talent or whatsoever..mayb not even considered a star...aft the o lvl results..it was really an alarming call..jolting me..shaking the blood that runs through my veins...is the O lvls my best shot?i really studied:(i did all i could do and was confident of that elusive 6 leh...where do i stand nxt time?&lt;br /&gt;or would i even have a place to stand?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-8021675800773695809?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/8021675800773695809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-4182029407758526370.post-2426286533235163149</id><published>2008-08-06T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T06:33:39.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this sunday is the copa le...so fast and it arrives:)hope everything goes smoothly..actually the most worrying part is the church ppl becomes too close on that day and dun talk yo the other ppl around...hope that wont be the case..any..commit everything in prayer..hahaha..todat was fun..play soccer almost the whole time in school:0im gettin better at soccer by the day...yay..im improving in soccer..very happy..played with the school team today..they are seriously good man:)their technique is like..wah...super smooth.hope to really play competitive soccer one day..is it an illusive dream or an elusive dream?are dreams really meant not to come through?are dreams really not congruent with reality?haha.jux thinking about it..anw..these few nights i dream of wierd stuff..dun wanna say here though..haha..mayb dreams are meant to be pushing factors?pushing factors?or dreams give purpose in life?what are dreams?why do we have dreams?haha..jux wandering:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;life is like a painting..every moment is a stroke on this piece of paper..different colours,different moods..love, sadness and many more...the beauty is that the colours only fade..but they are actually never removed from the paper:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-2426286533235163149?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/2426286533235163149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-4182029407758526370.post-7480305049449385264</id><published>2008-07-29T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T07:22:08.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; had i the heavens' embroidered cloths&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;enwrought with golden and silver light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the blue and the dim and the dark cloths&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;of night and light and the half light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i would spread the cloths under your feet:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i, being poor, have only my dreams;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have spread my dreams under your feet;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tread softly because you tread on my dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha.the poem is super nice and so beautifully written to capture that moment of passion of a poor guy in love:)really nice cos its like a poor guy daring to love and declare his love for a girl that might be richer than him...really..sometimes i wonder if we really dare stand up for what we want and who we love..its quite clear now, that social classes and status are no longer chains that ensnares society and its not the yardstick we use to measure success or even civility sometimes..it really hits me hard..what am i doing in JC?is it because of my friends or future?thats a tough question that i tend to ignore to the best i can..what meaning in life are people searching for?the meaning of life in general?or a specific meaning for a specific time?:)quite deep a question to ponder about..questions that fills the perplexed mind of a 17 year guy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anw..i think i am still abit better than my peers cos i have God and Jesus in my life:)really..its worth doing my best in everything for the glory that we can give to Him..not because He needs it..but because we want to give it to Him for all that He has done for us..the focus on Jesus places everthing into perspective from the moment we open our eyes to the moment it's close..the world will fall apart someday...but God will not....the purpose and meaning that people try to find in vain all encompasses on the same fact, same person, One God...no other meaning i rather have in my life...God and God alone..without Christ I AM NOTHING...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-7480305049449385264?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/7480305049449385264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=7480305049449385264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7480305049449385264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7480305049449385264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/07/had-i-heavens-embroidered-cloths.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-2875881970529678240</id><published>2008-07-25T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:31:14.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i found very nice songs and videos on youtube:)bout God's matchlesss and unfailing love for each and everyone of us.haha.very moving..really..can cry..the words are so nice..written so beautifully to try show the little bit that we can comprehend about God's love...just feel like writin that God is really love..if any of you come across this blog and wishes to know more about this Great God who died on the cross for you..pls tag:)rmb that whatever happens..God is there looking,and this God, my God, my Saviour is mighty to save:)nothing is too difficult for Him if He can rise up from the dead after 3 days...God loves YOU:)if you ever had quetions in your mind about Him being so mighty yet still wanting to save you.maybe you are wondering whether this is possible, then pls,ask yourself first..are you willing to let HIm be your Saviour and King of your life...His hand is already stretched out to you,the question is:will you grab hold of it now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no better Friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no better Father&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no greater King&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no other Saviour&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my only God &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Perfect Lover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;here i am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-2875881970529678240?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/2875881970529678240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=2875881970529678240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/2875881970529678240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/2875881970529678240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-found-very-nice-songs-and-videos-on.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-2904549357160267583</id><published>2008-07-22T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T07:16:34.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.funally got time to write stuff...gospel rally over le..haha..quite sad though cos its really fun acting and being with frenz from amk..now dun have chance to really see them le..haha.had fun acting as a mummy's boy oso..tink i acted quite well la..juz realized im cute.!!!!!!!!!!haha.anw.thank god for His unbounding strength..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days in sch quite busy but fun..learn many things that could not be found in textbooks...like.youts like to get physical nowadays..esp the opposite gender..ppl like to tickle each other, hit each other and even lean on each other..haha..so wierd and i feel so out of place when ppl do that..haha.anw.read a poem saying that physiacl contacts dont last and how ephemeral this element of human relations can be:)really believe that only God and HE alone will last through the ages and not cahnge..haha..and realize that infatuations are really a painful experience..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to write a song for camp..trying my best to do well in my coming promos..trying my best be a good guy..trying my best for the Lord:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the elegance of writing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the essence of a person's thought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the guardian of history&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the means for diplomacy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the superficiality of people &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all captured&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all converge on pieces of paper&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the beauty of written language&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;.like some super profound thing but its all crap to show how profound and fearfully astounding writning can be:)hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-2904549357160267583?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/2904549357160267583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=2904549357160267583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/2904549357160267583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/2904549357160267583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/07/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-7814243407989447713</id><published>2008-07-06T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:41:42.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;faith, the unseen trust in an unseen God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the most powerful hope in an omnipotent God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it trancends this physical sphere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;into the heavenly realms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the binding chord between my Father and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the unspeakable bond, the unfailing truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not i who believe but He that allows this belief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;such great promise concealed in this little faith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the beauty of this substance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lies not in the way it works n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nor the mysteries of its nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but rather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your willingness in giving it to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the One who died for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i do not ask for mountain moving faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nor extraordinary faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but this simple faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to hold Your hand and let You lead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to shut my eveys in darkness and trust in You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just keep it glowing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and through this little faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the trust i have in You for all things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;be it great or small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;may You be seen in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                                  &lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-7814243407989447713?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/7814243407989447713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=7814243407989447713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7814243407989447713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7814243407989447713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/07/faith-faith-unseen-trust-in-unseen-god.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-8609662370018370855</id><published>2008-06-25T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:46:22.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams are over finally...haha.so relieved..all the papers are quite hard..esp the sciences..dunno how ppl vcan score A for them so easily..anw..gonna be busy all the way till the gospel rally..got prac every fri sat and sun i think..haix..quite fun but tiring leh..but its really funny when we are all together, laughing and making jokes..winder if its really the joy of serving that we have in us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a rugby thing on 5 july oso..haha..lookin forward to it man..but im quite lousy at touch rugby:(haix..it seems the onli  sport im good at is soccer and i reallyt wish i can play soccer almost everyday with amos wesley and the others ....that will be so fun...haha.going amk yp for the nxt few wks cos of the gospel prac and the rugby thing..i really enjoy the times there..jokin and laughin and talkin...just like the old times...but also..i miss depot oso..dunno why la..its rather puzzling cos there are really little guys there and not really very close to anyone there yet...somehow i wish more poeple will be there..praying that they will come over soon..i think its quite naive la..wantin ppl to come so i will feel more comfortable..haix..hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;its often the things we want most are those most hrad to get..the wait seems so pain but also the joy of waiting is inexpressable...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-8609662370018370855?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/8609662370018370855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=8609662370018370855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/8609662370018370855'/><link 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all the time..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha.really.anw..exams nxt wk..really hope to do well man..really..i still cant forget and sometimes even accept the fact that i got 11 points man...it really hurts me..i studied so hard..was the top few in sch..den...hiax...what can i say?im jux not good enough to be uo there with the top ppl man...haix..so depressin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really wanna be there when u cry..to lend u my shoulder to lean on and to let my fingers be your tissue..will u?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-4221717369264372900?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-4182029407758526370.post-4134254672744762076</id><published>2008-06-03T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T20:52:46.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the camp is nxt wk...aw man..so fast...that means the hols are endin..haix..jux realized im the games leader..dunno why im chosen when there are so so so many other ppl who are better and more experienced...haix..anw,the hong kong trip was fun..spend over 1 thousand hk dollars on the funfair shootin hoops..in the end..we won 3 bags full of soft toys and started giving them out as though it was Christmas...really..the feeling of sharing really is nice and warm..guess thats what we are ought to do..even more so.to share the gospal with ppl..i tried sharing the gospel to my friend in hong kong cos she asks me about God ...but the response was ot really positive..guess its not really easy:)must pray to GOd for wisdom and strength..mayb the camp is a good place to share the gospel to the unbelievers..think about that man..anw..amos matt nat bak antalie are in my games grp and am quite happy about that man..close friends..still have my dad matt's dad uncle william and bak's dad..the grp really is gg to be fun man..&lt;br /&gt;exams aft hols..haix..got the urge to really do well..cos i dun beleive that i am a 11 pointer..i beleive i can do better man..i really wanna ptove myself and show VJC that accepting me was the right choice..but its really tough to study..the stuff quite hard and ppl are like super pro there la..dunno how xinan did well ther..haix.some smart inteliigent handsome young punk is he man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;anw.cont praiyn for me..he camp and those taking exmas..the gospel rally..and the youths of the church to seriously consider serveice in the church..and i really wanna serve but dun noe where to start..i dun even noe where my gift lies..but GOd knows and prayin and trustin are the only things i can do now...  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-4134254672744762076?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/4134254672744762076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=4134254672744762076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/4134254672744762076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/4134254672744762076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/06/camp-is-nxt-wk.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-3543174900185182829</id><published>2008-05-23T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T07:15:54.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the hols are finally here:)hahaha.today was a full day off so had prac for hong kong trip then went kallang cage tp play soccer:)was quite fun though i had a bleeding knee.anw.nxt wk hong kong trip and i am one of the i/cs.haix....gotta take care of reflections and stuff...anw.i hope that everyone will be safe..abc is comin up too:0so fun..more youths are starting to go and sign up for the camp..so good.more ppl to fellowship with..anw.i wan myself to talk to and make frenz with tose that are new and those youths that are not really close to us..cos the youths are really important people and we must get them to get involve in the church....anw. jux a verse. a favourite of mine...` &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let brotherly love continue'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Heb 13:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-3543174900185182829?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/3543174900185182829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=3543174900185182829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/3543174900185182829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/3543174900185182829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/05/hols-are-finally-herehahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-7625797965343021655</id><published>2008-05-09T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T18:30:42.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>concert jux over ytd.finally..haha.so stressed b4 that.the paiwei was not very gd then but it was excellent during the concert:)well done...the concert was super nice lor..esp sai ma.my arms ache while playin.haha.eh.thanx to all the frenz who came.thanx for ur support ya?ahahah.sorry didn go out to eat with ur aft that man...also wanna thank God for the strenght given to me and the healt also.pray that He will cont to guide me in my path of life and let nothing, i repeat nothing, come between God and me.i really wanna be a vessel unto honour for Him.:)so.all the best for my midyrs.1st major exam in jc and can feel the heat of the people in sch alr.so many of them start studyin le and u haven.oh wells.its ok its alrite man...i try my best to do well la.though er.i du really do well.relative to Xin an.oh.i also startin to miss him le:(really.suddenly jux miss him.hope his alright..haha.will cont to pray for him.sometimes i really wish that the tough things that he face and the difficulties that he has will fall on me instaed.really.i really dun like to see him so sad and troubled sometimes:)but i believe that He will walk close to God and God will also walk close to him:)GOd bless and God is good all the time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-7625797965343021655?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/7625797965343021655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=7625797965343021655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7625797965343021655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7625797965343021655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/05/concert-jux-over-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-3783735786637499027</id><published>2008-04-20T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T04:40:35.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sch starts again tmr.this wk will be a tiring and testing wk.got physical test on wed,.mock chem spa on wed and chem common test on tues:(haix...gotta study hard.go ren an.i believe you can do it..haha.hey ppl.concert on 9may.fri nite 730pm at vjc.if wanna come jux tell me.its 10 dollars in exchange of seeing me perform and havin an enchanting nite.haha.yaycamp and hong kong trip comin.getting more familiar and comfortable eith the co ppl.the exco has 7 gals and 5 guys.haha and the gals are really really sweet and nice:)haha.hopefully camp will be able share dorm with amos dey all...den can joke, wtach soccer play guitar and hav some serios talks or reflections..its always during camps that pur friendships are made stronger and firmer:)yay.wrote another song with xinan though he is back in camp nbow.bout wanting GOd to rule in my life.haha.hope that the wk ahead would be a smooth one where GOd is the centre:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i tried looking into your eyes for meanings but all i got was cold,hard eyes.it hurts me that we are not as close as we were, it hurts me,really, when we dont talk as often.it pains me even more ro know you were once so close but i didn cherish you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-3783735786637499027?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/3783735786637499027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=3783735786637499027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/3783735786637499027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/3783735786637499027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/04/sch-starts-again-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-5296991651668865679</id><published>2008-04-15T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T05:26:14.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have my heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I am yours forever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are my strength &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God of grace and power&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And everythingYou hold in Your hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still You make time for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Praise You, God of earth and sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How beautiful is Your unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And You never change, God, You remain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Holy One and my unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are my rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The One I hold on to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are my song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I sing for You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And everythingYou hold in Your hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still You make time for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Praise You, God of earth and sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How beautiful is Your unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And You never change, God, You remain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Holy One and my unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; And everything (everything)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You hold in Your hand &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And still You make time for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't understand (can't understand still)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Praise You, God of earth and sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How beautiful is Your unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And You never change, God, You remain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Holy one and my unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-5296991651668865679?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/5296991651668865679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=5296991651668865679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/5296991651668865679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/5296991651668865679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-have-my-heart-and-i-am-yours.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-1609929083623495910</id><published>2008-04-11T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T07:37:45.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally.the end of the wkend theres yp tmr.yay.im really getting attached to depot yp and ss. though i still miss amos wes darius and nat.haha.cant believe that my very close confidants are all older than me.haha.anw.was talking to a close fren in sch.she was super funny la.said that lookin into some1 else's eyes  esp the one we love would imporve our relationship with that person.haha.quite true la.imagine the scene......&lt;br /&gt; a couple holding hands, standing under the setting sun on the golden blanket of sand.lookin into each others eves before locking their lips.hahahahaha.so romantic.haha. i decided that love is presently someting that amuses me though it moves me as well.i have love, am loved and will love.the essence of true love is something way beyond my immature grasp.haha.oh man.its gettin emo.hahah.anw.i have ppl that i really like.gals in fact and sometimes the things they do really hurt me.i tried so hard to be better frenz but all that person does is to show a certain disinterest.mayb im tooooo sensitive cos im a lit student.but.oh well.im still young and sholdnt be caught ib this sticky stuff.anw.jux wanna be better frenz.frenz that share everything and hides no secrets.thats my wish now.really.&lt;em&gt;as i look into your eyes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-1609929083623495910?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' 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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-4182029407758526370.post-4949530113656639225</id><published>2008-03-30T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T03:30:16.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this wk was quite enjoyable.i starting to love sch and studyin le.haha.but.i dun really do well in sch la.had gospel prac today.quite a short and funny wan.expected to be funny cos of wesley and me.haha.yay.i gg hong kong with the co.so fun.gg there perform and exchange.then gg camp.haha.camp gg be super fun la.cos frenz r gg.hav a super big field there and its euro 2008.go spain.hope spain wins.haha.im startin to get use to depot oso.but really miss the times with nat darius amos and wesley.makin jokes and all.hopefully in camp we can do that.concert comin oso.9 may 7pm at vjc pt.come for the concert ppl!really.c me perform and my sch co.the co really not bad.better than vs wan i think.tickets are 10 dollars.so far.haix.no one wanna come:(quite sad though.onli ly joel so far.thein sisters not free.jolene has trg.clau has blaze.joan not sure yet.plannin ask sia they all.haha.yay.sch tmr le.vjc 3rd match.haha.have fun in sch.i love my Jesus deep down in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-4949530113656639225?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/4949530113656639225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=4949530113656639225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/4949530113656639225'/><link 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we lose something we cant replace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what if tears just keep streaming down our faces&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what if we love but are not loved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what if  all we see is darkness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what if we are really hated by the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what if we pray and really nothing happens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;will we doubt God's promises?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe its time we get use to getting laughed at&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe its time we dare say a prayer before in the canteen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe its time we love them that hate us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe its time we show kindness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;kindness is the language&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the blind can see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the deaf can hear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;let us be kind to one another&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love brothers sisters in Christ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;as well as the lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;let us join our hands in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that the world will know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;one &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bond of love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;let brotherly love continue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heb 13:1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha.jux some thoughts that really hit me this wk.really.pray for every one in church. pray for the growth of the church.pray that the yuong ppl in the church will start putting their hands to the plow. ONE life to offer. what will we do with it?think about that:)GOd bless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-7888357122521707256?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/7888357122521707256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=7888357122521707256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7888357122521707256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7888357122521707256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/03/jux-something-for-u-to-consider-what-if.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-7864389861681152764</id><published>2008-03-10T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T22:24:43.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay.hols are here finally!eh.my bdae jux over and i am 17 le!!!!!some1 wrote in her card.sayin im old:(haha.nvm.i still believe im young.haha.maths tests after hols.there s sudden urge to do well in that test.dunno why oso.mayb its to justify that O lvls reslit that i got.haha.and.jux wrote a new sng with Xinan.so happy.our partnership is really good in the Lord.hope that the songs written can use to glorify His name and show the immense love flowing freely down to earth.the song really nice.really.it made me cry.dunno why.i keep on thinking im emo?m i?????????haha.anw.i really love that song and hope Xinan and i can do a diet on it.so cool man.jux Xinan ai.he gg POP today!!!!!haha.BMT over fpr him le.eh ppl.was wonderin how many ppl actually reads my blodg??tag if u come k?rmb.oh.this wk oso got a scare.tot i made some1 angry for sayin i dun like HWa CHong.cos fo its chines culture.that person said its bcos rgs tilted my view.wah. was super hurting.really.how can u say i follow ppl blindly.haix.but.if that person is readin.its ok man.really.haha.we are best of frenz always.haha.haha.im really sorry.and glad that person is not angry le.haha.dun be mistaken.i onli dun like the culture.i still like the ppl there!!!!!!!!so ppl from hwa chong.u hav a fren in me man. heres part of the song:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;was it the rain, was it Your tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that were falling so heavily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;was it Your hands, was it Your heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that was bleeding so painfully&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ppl.always rmb.no maatter what happens. &lt;strong&gt;GOD LOVES YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-7864389861681152764?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/7864389861681152764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=7864389861681152764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7864389861681152764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7864389861681152764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/03/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-6195112326282462452</id><published>2008-02-25T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T04:54:18.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!!!!!!!!!!!i got into VJC. VICTORIA THY SON AM I!!!!! must really thank God for showing me such grace and mercy. thank Him for showing such a miracle, when all was lost, it became possible through Him.haha.thanx for all your prayers oso. hopefully i will be able to be a good testimony wherever i go. sch has been quite ok.fun at times and wierd with gals around.haha.some gal borrowed my shirt and returned it washed clean. with perfumes sprayed on it oso.haha.mayb that is the good things bout gals.lookin 4ward to the hols and my beloved brother is gonna POP le!!!!yay!!!!!!hopefully he gets where he wanna go to.and he gets to come home on weekdays.nites to slp beside me.hahahah.so long didn chat with him through the nite and i really miss that man.ONe and ONLy brother.forever the best and the best brother to me. i really envy him for being so talented in stuff, like studies music and havin the naughty boy look.haha.but well.i not jealous of him.in fact, i thank God for such a wonderful brother given to me.really.we are on par on other stuff la.hahaha.really wish that he stays happy always and always.that God will always and always be the centre of his life.i will be praying for him always:)that is such love between us that when one cries, the other taste salt.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have learnt to let go.really. its too pain to secretly love some1. and i thnk i am too young.its pain though.but what to do.gave her so so so mant hints and then no response.so its ok.take it as a learnin and growin process of life.i believe that God will provide as long as i stay faithful to Him and pray bout it.i still think i hav feelins for her though.anw.Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-6195112326282462452?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/6195112326282462452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=6195112326282462452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/6195112326282462452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/6195112326282462452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/02/yayi-got-into-vjc.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-5445306081376217926</id><published>2008-02-18T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T19:16:21.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>posting today.got meridian jc.still in the process of appealing into VJC.quite glad that at least i can go MJC.hopefully can play soccer there:)suddenly feel that the sadness and hurt is gone, like some disapperance act.felling relaxed and happy though i didn get VJC.haha.guess its the mentality man.congrats to those who have done well!well, i guess its not too bad a result rite?after all, happiness does not exist if there is no sadness, same for success and failures. its just the same as the Cross. there wont be salvation for us if Jesus  did not die on the cross for us!that is just life, the pain as well as the joy of life, being able to tastse victory as well as the bitterness. just like a relationship. so pain to be secretly loving someone but yet so thrilling to see that person smile back at you. no wonder `if'' is in the middle of l&lt;strong&gt;if&lt;/strong&gt;e.how unpredictable life can be????&lt;br /&gt;anw.heres a song a friend gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do they see Jesus in me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do they recognise Your face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do i communicate Your love and Your grace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do i reflect who You are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the way i choose to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do they see Jesus in me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;beautiful words that clearly strike right at our hearts.its a question that we really ought to ask ourselves. so wherever i go, wherever He sends me, i just wanna live for Him and reflect who He truly is to the ppl around me.thats my prayer.thats why the pain is gone. God is good all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-5445306081376217926?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/5445306081376217926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=5445306081376217926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/5445306081376217926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/5445306081376217926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/02/posting-today.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-3807013628211506651</id><published>2008-02-14T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T02:36:01.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;colours are part of our  life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;black and white are logic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the rest areemotios&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;different colours cross our paper of life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;who say we cant feel hurt?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;who say we cant feel sad?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;who said our colours are always bright?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do we realize God is the artist?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HE blends each colour together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;each stroke is a master stroke&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;turning our lives into a beautiful picture&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what makes things unique?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;its difference and not similarity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's why we are different&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;because we are unique&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;signed by the Artist&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;own precious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;blood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-3807013628211506651?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/3807013628211506651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-4182029407758526370.post-538841666956239892</id><published>2008-02-10T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T22:17:28.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>starting to feel bit comforted now.though the results seriously still scars my memory.it truly and surely darkens my otherwise colourful sec sch life-the frenz, minor relationships, laughter and  joy:(haix.starting to realize that wat the world sees me, wat they deem as successful may not be the same way God sees me.David was a sheperd boy before becomin a mighty king of isreal, a man after God's own heart. i believe that one day i will be complete in Him, in the One who died for me, One with HIMSELF i cannot die. dont know why i cried but it sure does make me feel better. it highlights the point that when i am weak, God's strenght is made perfect. through my weakness, then i can feel and lean on His endless strength.anwe thanx ppl for your encouragement man.really appreciate them.really.there is no better place than to be amongst like-minded Christians who love the Lord.anw.jux a song."&lt;em&gt;Complete"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here I am, Oh God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I bring this sacrifice--my open heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I offer up my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I look to You, Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your love that never ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Restores me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I lift my eyes to you Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And by faith, I will walk on, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I'll see beyond my calvary one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I will be complete in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I look to You, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your love that never ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Restores me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I lift my eyes to you Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In your strength will I break through Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Touch me now, let your love fall down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know your love dispels all my fears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Through the storm I will hold on Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I pray I will hold on, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I'll see beyond my calvary one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I will be complete in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will be complete in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will be complete in You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-538841666956239892?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-4182029407758526370.post-3578903984120078374</id><published>2008-01-24T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T20:17:50.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;argg!got 11 points when i got 6 for prelims:(so hard to take it in!!!really feelin sad lousy and stupid now:(wonderin why i am so lousy?wat or who am i actually?did so well in sch but.haiz.really hope i can get in vjc:(really feels wierd now.really scared that ppl will see me differently alr.its really hard when everyone and everywhere is so competitve.why am i like this???really heart wrenching.its like i noe i gotta thank God but it seems so hard to do that i am really hurt andf feelin the pain:(the disappointments on my tchrs faces made me feel like cryin:(why?why?really scared that frenz and mayb ppl that i may fall in love with or like will treat me differently.it seems like my world is crumbling.well.i jux have to accept it rite???was thinkin through it ytd.and i really believe God has somethin in mind for me.it cannot be that HE jux wants to make fun of me rite?my God is a loving God:o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HE gave me His hand so that i can cling on Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE gave me His heart so that i can trust Him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE gave me His life so that i can live eternally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE gave me His ears so that i can cry out to Him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My God is more than a Man to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even if my world crumbles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know heaven's gates are open for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let me jux bow my heart before His throne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank Him whether good or bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;praise Him for lovin me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for my God is more than a Man to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-3578903984120078374?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-4182029407758526370.post-442735863789380139</id><published>2008-01-11T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T05:06:58.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st wk of lessons pass le:)quite easy so far.hope it really stays that way.i startin to miss Xinan le:(its onli 3 days and still have another 13 days!!!!really pray that he is ok and happy and have frenz:)pls cont pray for ppl in the army ya?anw.this gonna be something short:)saw the stars and moon 2nite while joggin and it was really BEAutiful:)really amazed at God's creation and the things He does like blessin me with good frenz in sch and in church:)always thank Him for that:)thank Him for my dad mum xinan qian amos wes darius nat jordan and the depot ppl and amk ppl:)was wonderin why gals are the more open ppl usually???seems weird but warm to see them so hospitable:)jux a song i heard which is really nice:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your grace is sufficient for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your strength is made perfect when i am weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all that i cling to i lay at Your feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your grace is sufficient for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-1913694414795020968</id><published>2008-01-04T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:39:49.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksgivin and prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;orientation ended 2day:(gotta start studyin soon.somehow i really miss studyin:)ivanhoe rocks!!!!!!!!!we won we won.orientation was super fin.did cheers mass dance,friendship dance was nice:)partnered some cedarian and we both had fun laughin and dancin:)hahaso the Lord has bless me with an enjoyable start and i really thank Him for that.was prayin really hard for fun and pleasant times:)oh.gg depot this yr.quite excited though but quite sad oso:(leavin behaind many frenz that were truly frenz:)the friendships that were forged through many yrs of ters and laughter and in the LOrd.i really Thank God for the frenz He gave me:)well.xinan gg army.i ly really really miss him a lot:(the room will have 1 person less now:(pray that he will have good Christians frenz in the camp who will encourage him each other and love each other through the tough trainin.pray for jordan justin and yin chi 2:)well.let brotherly love continue:)Heb13:5.its somethin that really hit me last yr.prayin and encouragin one another and what jordan said in camp really moved me to tears that though i am at depot now.we are still one in the bond of love.Praise God for His love tat we love cos He first love us:)it is integeral that we pull in the younger ppl and get thenm involved,joinin our hands in one love,one mind and one Lord, that the world will know we are 1 in the bond of love:)i am really startin to cry now.jux thinkin of the way God gave me godly frenz,brothers and sisters in Christ:)our God is indeed an awesome God:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-1913694414795020968?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/1913694414795020968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=1913694414795020968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1913694414795020968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1913694414795020968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2008/01/thanksgivin-and-prayer.html' title='thanksgivin and prayer'/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-5245152506336789992</id><published>2007-12-16T22:20:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T22:27:39.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;back from camp:0 it was really a v fruitful one though it was not very fun cos no free time:(guess its the sacrifice that i hav to pay for service.but its wortwhile man:)saw 18 shootin stars and made 18 wishes:)hope they will really come true.i found the heart to heart talk v useful:)know how to go about prayin for the women of my life and how to handle relationships properly:)its seems weird bein taught in the field of love when love is such a blind and transient element to us.anw&gt;how long do puppy love last?likin some1 for 2 yrs?is it still puppy love?am i ready to commit into a relationship if i start one now?if the gal is from church,how sure am i that i wont be interested in another from vjc??so many things to think about!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!i think i prefer waitin now though i really am prayin bout some people:)anw.enjoy the rest of the hols:)i gg japan:)yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-5245152506336789992?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/5245152506336789992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><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-4182029407758526370.post-8024631660656022439</id><published>2007-12-05T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T18:33:33.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;youth camp next wk!!so excited.went watch movie wih the thein sis ly amos xinan toke.enchanted was really nice though it was quite typical love story:)sat besude elena and she was glued to the screen.enchanted by Enchanted:)hahaha not funny.anw.love is such a fuunny thing, with pain and happiness all in this strange and element.most gals seem to love romance and it seems appropriate to stereotype them as typical ppl in love?haha.like lit essay.so weird but nice.anw.wishin everyone in love to have an happy endin.haha.well love also has to has heartbreaks rite?if not, it will be too perfect.anw.my tchr oso said that most ppl dun marry their first love.but dun worry bout that if u are deeply in love.haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-8024631660656022439?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/8024631660656022439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=8024631660656022439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/8024631660656022439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/8024631660656022439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2007/12/youth-camp-next-wkso-excited.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-1416354266566423664</id><published>2007-11-12T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:04:52.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;exams are finally over:)send off curtis on sun.it was v sad though.realized that frenz are ptlly cant bear to leave:(mayb if we feel we are gettin further and further away from our friends and feel sad bout it, they cant be that far after all rite?aft all, we are touch by them and we feel for them.a true friend is one who understands my past, accaept my present and believes in my future. nxt yr really gotta change lots of frenz.so many new environments that i will be place in and its so scary to know that some of my close frenz are really not with me.its really quite sad.this yr, one pass away, 2 migrated to nz.wonder what will happen nxt yr to me?will i still be able to joke and play and talk and shared things with darius amos nat and wesley?or will i have to leave them for some decision i gonna make?do i still want to go study overseas nxt time?all alone?at least  i have God and i tink that suffice. He is a fren night and day,always there for us, guarding us and best of all, He died for us.What magnitude of love! What solace found in the midst of solitude:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; i'vs found a Friend O such a Friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all power to Him is given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to guard me on my upward course and laed me safe to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the eternal glories gleam afar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to guard mt faint endeavour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so now to atch to work to war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and then to rest for ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-1416354266566423664?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/1416354266566423664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=1416354266566423664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1416354266566423664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1416354266566423664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2007/11/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-646256162101889219</id><published>2007-11-01T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:05:42.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was reflecting last nite.den realized that sometimes the things i do really cause pain and hurt to ppl.sometimes tha actions taht i portary does not go with my emotions and feelings and thoughts.it seems so weird that thw ppl i liek the things i like are really what i want yet i act as if i dun wan them.it so wierd.it really hurts to see the ppl we like laevin or not reciprocratin our good intentins.it hurts to see the things we like to do slowly vanish away.it really makes me wonder who am i?what am i??really.we ought to cherish the things we have now.i really didn noe i cause so much hurt to people b4.i am really sorry.well.it seems that onli God noe who and what we are and the purrpose of where we are.it is in deed a blessin.well.such a sad reflection:(i stiill love myself though.really sorry for the misunderstandings of my feelins and mt emotions that ppl always seem to read.i am not good with handling emotions so pls stop tryin to infer who i like or what i likes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lord Yo know my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know i often stray my heart is much divided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;grow in me Your love and mould me for the future Lod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for only You have been there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-646256162101889219?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/646256162101889219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=646256162101889219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/646256162101889219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/646256162101889219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2007/11/was-reflecting-last-nite.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-2830312349231533753</id><published>2007-10-27T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T21:05:51.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A common love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so bored.study and study and study.haha.at least 1 wk of exams are gone le.the papers were quite easy but really scared that the A1 grade will be pushed up.really cant imagine myself gettin more than 7 and losing to xinan though its quite expected that iwill lose to him:)quite happy that i hav such a wonderful bro who is so smart and can taech me dota.hahah.it really makes me wonder.how can i have such good siblings to brighten my day and to laugh and cry with me.haha.God really really gave me two wonderful and amazing ppl in my life and i thank Him for that.v excited the three of us going camp this yr.so so so so fun:)with qi an makin noise and xinan makin more noise i cant help but make more more noise!!!!!!its jux so us that noise is ingrained in our behaviour, the very paradigm of an enoyable noise.haha. so funny.nonetheless, we must learn to love one another and those around us for love is of God and an integral part of Christain life. so love one another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a common love for each other a common gift to the Savior &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a common bond holding us to the Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a common strength when we're weary a common hope for tmr&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a common joy in the truth of God's&lt;/strong&gt; Word&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-2830312349231533753?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/2830312349231533753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=2830312349231533753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/2830312349231533753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/2830312349231533753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2007/10/common-love.html' title='A common love.'/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-28205907969575176</id><published>2007-10-22T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T02:59:01.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!!!!!paper was easy.so happy.really excited and happy that it finally started man.hope that everyone will do well then jc will be flooded.hahahaha.camp comin.oh.agl with danna.clem gl.i really think we goin to do super funny stuff for the skit cos of our clown brains.so sad poly ppl cant go.anw.thanx all for prayin and the ppl 4 givin me wonderful notes, and a bear.so awfully cute:)God is indeed wise and powerful,knowin i nedd encouragements and givin me such wonderful frenz.Praise the Lord for He is mighty and most of all,He is my God and Lord.What a blessed truth is that to grasp and cling onto everyday and every moment. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by the way,bears are so nice.imagine havin a brother bear.to cuddle you and love you.God just makes beautiful things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its amazing that You are living inside me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when the whole universe cant contain Your glory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its amazing that You love me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i nailed You to the cross&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-28205907969575176?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/28205907969575176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=28205907969575176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/28205907969575176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/28205907969575176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2007/10/yaypaper-was-easy.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-8245648415829649186</id><published>2007-10-15T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T17:54:32.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its 27 days b4 the end of O lvls:(its so so sad.nvm/lookin forward to the camp, dvbs buffet and stuff.haha.really thank God for the 6 points and the accolades that the sch gave me.eh.ytd got fooled bt 2 gals.really found myself stupid.but for some reason.i cant seem to get angry with them.it feels so weird.it makes me think, again,why her??haha.i oso have been the emo kid ytd cos of my nic.oh ppl.preview of the youth camp song.cont studyin hard and stand tall stand proud:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so that in that very blessed hour i know that i'm Yours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let me be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one after Your own heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-8245648415829649186?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/8245648415829649186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=8245648415829649186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/8245648415829649186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/8245648415829649186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-27-days-b4-end-of-o-lvlsits-so-so.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-3934298109808603311</id><published>2007-09-21T04:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T04:45:46.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not mine glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yay!double sci and maths got A1 LE:)so so so happy:) jux a song to show wat really really went through my mind when i got myresults today:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and should there be any praise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;let it go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to Calvary&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-3934298109808603311?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-4182029407758526370.post-7037103204736049795</id><published>2007-09-20T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T07:22:23.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is good</title><content type='html'>prelim results on childrens day.what an irony.as though we receivin gifts like that.anw.sein the sunrise in the morning, the stars in tha sky really makes me feel that GOd is good. His works are so so so so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God is good all the time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-7037103204736049795?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/7037103204736049795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=7037103204736049795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7037103204736049795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/7037103204736049795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2007/09/god-is-good.html' title='God is good'/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-8532785279926317800</id><published>2007-09-17T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T20:06:03.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God my Creator</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ealized i more the emo kind:)like to cry over small things like leavin frenz, broken friendships or relationships.more of the kind that wont let go of things or people i really love which results in a lot of hurt at times:( hate myself for being such a weaklin.cryin over things that really touched me.bein a guy, cryin is not something to be proud of:(but i come to the knowledge of God bein my Creator, He is the One that made me in this way. i may not be handsome. not smart, not popular but  i am made specially made by Him. Praise Him for makin me! whatever i may be, i must know that God has His purpose.Psalms 139:14 ' i will praise You for i am wonderfully ans fearfully made' what a blessed claim to know He creates me:)so i just be what i am. but i'll try to bring smiles to all of you.Praise God:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;He's still working on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;to make me what i ought to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;it took Him just a week to make the moon and the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the sun and tha earth and Jupiter and Mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;how loving and patient He must be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;He's still working on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-8532785279926317800?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/8532785279926317800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=8532785279926317800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/8532785279926317800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/8532785279926317800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2007/09/god-my-creator.html' title='God my Creator'/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-3966060111728278783</id><published>2007-09-17T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T02:42:39.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today no sch again. stayed at home study.sad life leh.haha.anw.getting prelims results soon. suddenly dawn on me that i may or may not get that 6 points le:)but whatever the case. giive thanks to Him who is the Giver of all good things.haha.so.er.its quite a ci=onfusin thing to ponder on now.haha.anw.life is good cos i have God in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;give thanks with a greatful heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;give thanks to the Holy One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;give thanks for He has given Jesus Christ His Son&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-3966060111728278783?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/3966060111728278783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182029407758526370.post-4217493548723840050</id><published>2007-09-16T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T04:19:26.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He will help us</title><content type='html'>haha.tmr no sch.jux wanna say.all the best for those takin the o and a levels! will be prayin for your:) just do your best and pray, and God, the Almighty , will do the rest.jux a song for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;     &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  things in the past, things yet unseen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wishes and dreams that are yet to come through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all of my hopes all of my plans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my hand and my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are lifted to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-4217493548723840050?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/4217493548723840050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=4217493548723840050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/4217493548723840050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/4217493548723840050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2007/09/he-will-help-us.html' title='He will help us'/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-2122095065687777245</id><published>2007-09-13T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T19:11:27.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love of God</title><content type='html'>haha.today no sch.so bored at home lor.my frenz rather go out with their gf than me:(ask me to go along with them but its so so weird!???anw. was wondering why i dun have a gf.mayb its because i am too young??i think, at least to me, it is quite blessed to jux silently love someone, watchin her smile and be happy than tryin to make her yours?like wat happened when i saw nicole ytd.not that i like her.but seeing people happy really is something heartwarming rite??why cant there be frenz between gals and guys at this age?close frenz not to the point of likin each other.why?it seems so funny:)anw.love needs to be experiencd b4 it can be understood and embrace.its so transient to us as we dubn give it much thought.love oso has its flaws if not handled carefully rite?resulting in a two way struggle if u are wishy washy.anw.to me,i would give up if i like the same gal as my fren.if the gal has not decided yet.save all the pain and hurt:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the love of our God is the most perfect one though.one the onli one we can really rely on everyday, every moment.Perfect love embracin the worst in me.how wonderful is that? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-878932624902584790</id><published>2007-09-13T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T19:12:29.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you are the light of the world</title><content type='html'>haha.yay!prelims are finally over:)jux wanna thank God for His help and those who have prayed for me and wanna spur those still havin prelims. dun feel intimidated by this darkness for we are the light of the world.if we feel dim, where would the mark if Christ be??pray for strength for onli in our weakness His strength is made perfect! cont prayin:)anw. i really love simplicity and sorry for this really simple blog.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.met nicole today. quite shockin though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;this little light of mine,i"m gonna let it shine, let it shine , let it shine:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-878932624902584790?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/878932624902584790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=878932624902584790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/878932624902584790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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and trustin God for He is the Giver of all good things&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-1965430402962548807?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/1965430402962548807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=1965430402962548807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1965430402962548807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/1965430402962548807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/2007/09/eh-jux-wanna-say.html' title=''/><author><name>son of Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629764074303615214</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-4182029407758526370.post-3341703117216033329</id><published>2007-09-10T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T19:12:05.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time</title><content type='html'>haha:)prelims going over le.enterin the lim period cos pre-lim period is over:)haha.not funny&lt;br /&gt;anw. jux thinking.time is something intangible but we are still bounded by it. realized that we must learn not to be slaves of time nor masters of it. leave time to God:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in His time in His time&lt;br /&gt;He makes all things beautiful in His time&lt;br /&gt;Lord please show me everyday, as Your taeching me Your way&lt;br /&gt;that You do just what You say, in your time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182029407758526370-3341703117216033329?l=sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayinofsonofvictoria.blogspot.com/feeds/3341703117216033329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182029407758526370&amp;postID=3341703117216033329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/3341703117216033329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182029407758526370/posts/default/3341703117216033329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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