<?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-6808549252741064180</id><updated>2011-08-03T04:34:08.716+08:00</updated><category term='lynn( must thank her for these photos :p)'/><category term='the main character: jonathan( green shirt) and the rest ( from upper left) alex'/><category term='hooili.'/><category term='jo ling'/><category term='nadia'/><title type='text'>He hears me...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6808549252741064180.post-5500983335573783603</id><published>2009-11-12T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T00:54:55.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Done</title><content type='html'>Finally,&lt;br /&gt;it's over. One semester has finished.&lt;br /&gt;What's next? I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want You...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-5500983335573783603?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/5500983335573783603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=5500983335573783603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/5500983335573783603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/5500983335573783603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-done.html' title='It&apos;s Done'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-7032213161585198473</id><published>2009-10-31T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T02:42:19.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>I'm in a war, where I think i wont be able to make it for the first time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-7032213161585198473?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/7032213161585198473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=7032213161585198473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/7032213161585198473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/7032213161585198473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2009/10/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-2835779028900643993</id><published>2009-10-23T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:22:21.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're on Our Own... Not All the Time.</title><content type='html'>dear reader,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you hadn't realise, we each go through everyday together with one another; whether friends, family, foes.&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, we never do go through hard times together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how u study, u do ur exam alone.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard u work, ur pay is given only to and for u.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how u do things, like if u workout, the results is for u&lt;br /&gt;when u exercise, the fitness goes to u&lt;br /&gt;when u die, ull go to heaven alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, ur not d oni one who dies, who studies, who works hard, who exercises. but whatever u do, whether with ur frens or not. the results is always only for u alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean yeah lar ur results can be d same as ur fren and sometimes u study as much as him and u might get the same results or ur metabolic rate might be d same resulting in the same fitness level or ur work might be similar and all. but then everything u do u get it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this post doesnt make sense.... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy studyin for the exams :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-2835779028900643993?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/2835779028900643993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=2835779028900643993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/2835779028900643993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/2835779028900643993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2009/10/were-on-our-own-not-all-time.html' title='We&apos;re on Our Own... Not All the Time.'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-2149739898100923075</id><published>2009-10-20T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T01:00:52.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think the fact that we, as humans, do not want to get hurt always end up getting in the end.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is life....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-2149739898100923075?l=idunnowhattoputherela.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-6808549252741064180.post-8088946940006586343</id><published>2009-10-18T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T21:25:21.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Leaf</title><content type='html'>im a new leaf,&lt;div&gt;a leaf that would turnover,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to your love.. where i pray is forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teach me patience, to be able to help us grow with each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teach me kindness, to have ur eyes and know what it feels like to help without needing a reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teach me forgiveness, to forgive those who've hurt me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teach me joy, to be happy even when i go through the hardest times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teach me humbleness, to not boast of your angellic beauty but to embrace in only in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teach me thankfulness, to cherish every moment spent with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teach me understanding, to not get frustrated over small stupid things and big wise things LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teach me loyalty, to not leave nor forsake you, just as how you would never forsake me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teach me perseverance, to never give up and go through this with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teach me hope, to look into the dark future and know that there is your light that would shine                        upon me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ultimately, do not teach, but insert love into me, so that i would learn how to be patient, kind, to forgive, to have and bring joy, to be humble, to be thankful, to understand, to be loyal, to persevere and to have hope in my situations, my days, my weeks, my months, years.. in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for you are the new leaf that is in me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you are the air that i breathe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every second counts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as this heart of my pounds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for i am loved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by you =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-8088946940006586343?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/8088946940006586343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=8088946940006586343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/8088946940006586343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/8088946940006586343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-leaf.html' title='A New Leaf'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-7005968252010697108</id><published>2009-10-15T12:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T12:37:57.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saviour King</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does this song sound familiar to any of you??? check this out =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Let now the weak say I have strength&lt;br /&gt;By the spirit of power that raised Christ from the dead&lt;br /&gt;Let now the poor stand and confess&lt;br /&gt;That my portion is Him and I'm more than blessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let now our hearts burn with a flame&lt;br /&gt;A fire consuming all for your Son's holy name&lt;br /&gt;And with the heavens we declare&lt;br /&gt;You are our king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Lord, we worship you&lt;br /&gt;You are our God, you alone are good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let now your church shine as the bride&lt;br /&gt;That you soar in your heart as you offered up your life&lt;br /&gt;Let now the lost be welcomed home&lt;br /&gt;By the saved and redeemed those adopted as your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let now our hearts burn with a flame&lt;br /&gt;A fire consuming all for your Son's holy name&lt;br /&gt;And with the heavens we declare&lt;br /&gt;You are our king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Lord, we worship you&lt;br /&gt;You are our God, you alone are good&lt;br /&gt;You asked your Son to carry this&lt;br /&gt;The heavy cross our weight of sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lord, I worship you&lt;br /&gt;Hope which was lost, now stands renewed&lt;br /&gt;I give my life to honor this&lt;br /&gt;The love of Christ, the savior king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let now our hearts burn with a flame&lt;br /&gt;A fire consuming all for your Son's holy name&lt;br /&gt;And with the heavens we declare&lt;br /&gt;You are our king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Lord, we worship you&lt;br /&gt;You are our God, you alone are good&lt;br /&gt;You asked your Son to carry this&lt;br /&gt;The heavy cross our weight of sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lord, I worship you&lt;br /&gt;Hope which was lost, now stands renewed&lt;br /&gt;I give my life to honor this&lt;br /&gt;The love of Christ, the savior king&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;everytime i listen to this song it gives me a feeling of calmness. i can vision everyone praying at the altar, raising their hands and lifting their voices. They see hope, they see a future where God promised that they would find joy, love, fulfillment... Everything that He has promised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;it gives me a sense of satisfaction and reminds me that despite what we are going through, He is always there =)&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/6808549252741064180-7005968252010697108?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/7005968252010697108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=7005968252010697108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/7005968252010697108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/7005968252010697108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2009/10/saviour-king.html' title='Saviour King'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-8993390193518728236</id><published>2009-10-11T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T00:32:01.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Greater Love - Part 2</title><content type='html'>as the father yelled out , "I love you son!" he threw the line to his son's friend. By the time he pulled the firned back to the capsized boat, his son had disappeared beyond the raging swells into the black of night. His body was never recovered, " the pastor continued.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    By this time, the teenagers were sitting straighter in the pew, waiting for the next words to come out of the old man's mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The father," he continued, "knew his son would step into eternity with Jesus. He could not bear the thought of his son's friend stepping into an eternity of hell. Therefore, he sacrificed his own son. how great is the love of God that He should do the same for us."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   With that, the old man turned and sat back down in his chair as silence filled the room. After the service ended, the two teenagers were at the old man's side. "That was a nice story," politely started one of the boys, "but i don't think it was very realistic for a father to give up his son's life in hopes that the other boy would be become a Christian."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   "Well, you've got a point there," the old man replied, glancing down at his worn Bible. A big smile broadened his narrow face, and he once again looked up at the boys and said, "It sure isn't very realistic, is it? But I'm standing here today to tell you that story gives me a glimpse of what it must have been like for God to give up His Son for me. You see... I was the son's friend to whom the father tossed a rescue line."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, guys, would u do the same thing? =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to every non-Christians who are reading this, I'm terribly sorry to be so direct, but this is how much our God loves you all =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-8993390193518728236?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/8993390193518728236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=8993390193518728236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/8993390193518728236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/8993390193518728236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-greater-love-part-2.html' title='No Greater Love - Part 2'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-7434581929705886911</id><published>2009-10-05T10:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T10:42:26.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And when i got up from my sleep, the door knob was missing, my room table was not there, even my cupboard is somehow not built yet. And i realised that something was different; something not right has happened.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got out of the room, and of all people, Dad was there. I told Dad whats wrong, and he agreed upon the fact that we had stepped back in time; the time that ive stepped on is many years back. I cant recall what year it is but definitely when i was younger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not colourblind, but all i see is in black and white. strange isnt it? i started gettin worried. i asked dad, "whats going on?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he said, "its ok, son, ill take u back to where u belong."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so! we went to school. back in Ipoh. when i still living there (don't ask me how i suddenly got back there i don't know myself). i was walking to school with Dad, and really, this is so real. Everything around me looks not as advanced as now; the old Proton Wiras and Mini cars, the buildings looked less dirty compared to as it is now, everyone looked so happy and it was still safe to walk outside of ur home. The town was clean, so clean it feels as if the floor and buildings were washed and polished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so me and dad walked on... and we walk.. and walk.. and walk... then i see visions of my present bedroom. and everything was in color. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i told dad, "this must be a dream"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he said, "it can't be son. this is so real"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so, i closed my eyes, took a deep breath and opened it up again. and everything was back to how it looked like again. new buildings were around. new cars, more people on the road but less smile on their faces, dirt everywhere on the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was indeed just a dream.. but it was so real. even dad was convinced it wasn't one, and he wouldnt believe that it is not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he said that mayb he was jus so caught up with the present problems, he wans to go back to the past and relive the days where he could learn everything again.. mayb He wans us to look back at our past and look at our mistakes. yes, we want to relive those days, but those dreams are just reminisces that cant be turned back, those steps tat we once stepped foot on cant be step on again in the same time again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didnt know what to say. as in, what was all this for....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Samuels name appear unto me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People, in life have make mistakes. Never a day can u live without making God disappointed because we are made this way. Sin came to us the moment we stepped foot on this land. That no matter how uve lived ur live, whether it has been a failure, whether u think that u made so many mistakes is so unbearable. sometimes u jus want to turn back the time and redo the bad things u have done in a better way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that, indeed is impossible. and u cant change d fact tat u can turn back the time, no matter how u wan to. things can change,like who u were last time and what u are now. who was ur best fren, who were ur close frens. or even how ur parents were better last time, worse now. uve never done those things that u never knew u might end up doing now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this is a word of encouragement for u all; &lt;i&gt;that God never forsakes you. &lt;b&gt;As time can change and everything else does, there is one definite thing that will never, ever change. and i came to realise that this is what God was trying to tell me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i woke up and i started day dreaming. then tears were all over when those songs that were made to glorify him were played. it may not be a very deep testimony, or something very emotional. but this is just what i needed to hear all these while. that he will carry me thorough my failures. and i will finish this race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so for those of u who think u are alone; think again. Because even if you want to, God will never leave u alone :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-7434581929705886911?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/7434581929705886911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=7434581929705886911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/7434581929705886911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/7434581929705886911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-when-i-got-up-from-my-sleep-door.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-6988702202256758146</id><published>2009-10-04T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T21:43:39.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>As the title says, passion... is what i define as something desirable; something that i want to do and i see fulfillment, joy and lastly(yeah i know its funny) God in it. Because if God isn't there with what i am passionate about, it might not be something good. And if God is not there with me, i may not be gifted in it...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;passion passion.. is what i feel that we all should have at something. something that we want it so badly we would do anything for it, or for that someone. you'll do whatever it takes to get what u want, and ull do it no matter how difficult that is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until i am done mastering you (which I would never ever complete learning about you), my passion never stops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;; just like my heart beat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-from God above-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-6988702202256758146?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/6988702202256758146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=6988702202256758146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/6988702202256758146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/6988702202256758146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2009/10/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-2157596052152617715</id><published>2009-09-09T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T02:15:18.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silent cry</title><content type='html'>i never even complained when i wasnt allowed to hold ur hands when we liked each other for d first 8 months. only reason being was because u never liked holding hands at that point...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never in my life, would i ever imagined i would date some1 ur age. not only that, i never tot i would hold on to this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was my choice, only cos u wanted it this way first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was never how i want it to end, it does only because of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i learned how to fold stars for u. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i've learned how to love some1 so much, only through u.. thanks for being able to be part of my life until now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-2157596052152617715?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/2157596052152617715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=2157596052152617715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/2157596052152617715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/2157596052152617715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2009/09/silent-cry.html' title='silent cry'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-3977509895400277568</id><published>2009-09-07T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T02:11:58.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Masks in Our Lives</title><content type='html'>"who do you think you're fooling?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was the title of our cg lesson today. Many points in our lives, whether it has yet or had never happened, we ought to face this difficulty. wat is the problem? you ask. its the difficulty of showing our true selves, usually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i apologise for my lack of vocabulary this time. i dunno i jus cant find d words to express this deep topic. but anyway, when was the las time u tell urself to keep an image where u wan ppl to be able to connect, talk, feel comfortable with u, until u havta upkeep ur behaviour or "image" till at a certain point in ur life u have forgotten who u reli because of u havent been yourself? i believe, honestly, that many of us are like that. it may not be most, but many. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we dont wanna disappoint others. we dont wanna let others down. we dont wanna show to them that we are angry, nor we are sad. those character that do not suit who they think we are are kept aside and put away just so that others might not have another impression of us. like some, negativity cant be there cos they are considered as "cool" ppl. and so, ultimately as undeniable as it can be they do not want to disappoint themselves by losing  their friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we put on a mask, only to get acceptance by others to keep that friendship alive. but how long can we do that? how long can we fake ourselves to others? how long can we keep this game until we finally unleash the bomb in ourselves?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a fren of mine once said that its not good because u wouldnt noe wat lies beyond that point when u show ur true colors; u might even missed out some things ull never get to enjoy if u hadnt shown others who u reli are. i think she's indeed correct. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;many of us, including myself, have been tryin to wear tat mask for so long we do not even know how it feels like to take it off. with so many things that has happened to my life and so many drastic changes and things that has happened, ive forgotten how is it like to be myself and treat others the way i want without having to think in case of any misunderstanding that might happen. ive already forgotten how much i wanna do things that i would reli like to do. we're so caught up with keeping our images we neglect that deeper true self and everything vanishes in the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im kinda lost right now. even the essay that im writing right now its so messy. all d points are jumpin from here and there. its so hard to explain this,but taking off the mask is important. in fact, theres no point hiding our true nature to others because in d end, if we fake our character, we're faking that friendship. and God can tell that we are. not only that, if we did show our character, mayb  things would get better and life would even be greater than wat it is right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok im lost for words...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;signing off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-3977509895400277568?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/3977509895400277568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=3977509895400277568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/3977509895400277568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/3977509895400277568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2009/09/masks-in-our-lives.html' title='The Masks in Our Lives'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-7067837263196982293</id><published>2009-08-27T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:37:24.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzz</title><content type='html'>been studyin in monash till 11 for the past two nights.. this is crazy. and the ironic thing is tat tho as much ive been studyin it doesnt seem like im progressin much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-7067837263196982293?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/7067837263196982293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=7067837263196982293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/7067837263196982293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/7067837263196982293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2009/08/zzz.html' title='Zzz'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-4984033818743296149</id><published>2009-08-23T01:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T01:53:30.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Greater Love - Part 1</title><content type='html'>If you ever need a reminder of how much God loves you and that he sacrificed his son for you, this is the best article that you should read :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          After a few hymns, the pastor stood up and introduced a guest speaker. With that,, an elderly man stepped up to the pulpit to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           "Three people boarded a boat; a father, his son and the son's friend. they were sailing off the Pacific Coast. Then a fast-approaching storm blocked any attempt to get back to shore. The waves were so high that even though the father was an experienced sailor, he could not keep the boat upright and the three of them were swept off the boat an into the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          The old man hesitated for a moment, making eye contact with two teenager who looked somewhat interested in his story. He continued, "Grabbing a rescue line, the father had to make the most excruciating decision of his life. Which boy should he throw the other end of the line to? He only had seconds to make the decision. The dather knew that son was a Christian, and he also knew that his son's friend definitely was not. The agony of his decision could not be matched by the torrent of waves. As the father...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill continue in the next post :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-4984033818743296149?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/4984033818743296149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=4984033818743296149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/4984033818743296149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/4984033818743296149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-greater-love-part-1.html' title='No Greater Love - Part 1'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-4968148354967640372</id><published>2009-08-22T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:15:58.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>upgraded laptop</title><content type='html'>oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus got a cheap rm 20 cooler and a keypad protector for my laptop. ya i noe i noe its nothing special but for some1 ulu like me im fascinated by the coolers blue light comin out from my laptops ass hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, for the next three weeks, mid term test weh. i hope i wont fail any of them 0.0 i reli need to study man. i wasted one day doing nothing. well, i DID stuffs like playin basketball, gooing to pyramid to get my cooler and protector( OH YES! ) but ahem! i shud get serious :) hahahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway will update soon. and yeah. uni life? its great! makin whole lot of new and unexpected frens. like ppl ive seen around before even in college but never expect to actually noe them.. someday. hahaha u noe who u are! but its good lar its not a bad thing :D&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/6808549252741064180-4968148354967640372?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/4968148354967640372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=4968148354967640372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/4968148354967640372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/4968148354967640372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2009/08/upgraded-laptop.html' title='upgraded laptop'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6808549252741064180.post-732574313908719153</id><published>2009-08-17T02:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T02:24:09.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy weekend</title><content type='html'>omg,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two lab reports ,one of them is formal , both due this friday. not only that, problem set 3 is due this tuesday, and we havent even finished the problem set 1. AND. assignment which is worth 6 % due on tuesday as well. everything due on tuesday is for maths. wednesday, physics tutorial due. thursday, dynamics. AND. 29th august, which is next week, is my mid term test. how to survive this two long weeks :S haihs the stress. can die man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some1 save me pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please help me as much as u can, while i go study now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-732574313908719153?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/732574313908719153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=732574313908719153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/732574313908719153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/732574313908719153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-weekend.html' title='busy weekend'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-5205520043195867161</id><published>2009-08-03T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:07:29.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its different</title><content type='html'>its been awhile :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walk through different corridors, different classrooms, different lecture halls, studying different things, learning different aspects in life, meeting different people, doing different things after class, entering a different study place, parking at a different place, eating different things for lunch, seeing different people from last time, acknowledging different people from last time and understanding different things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but theres one thing that would never change, yes. indeed. You know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been long enough since ive dragged this on. being not who i used to be, the highly-spirited passionate young 16 year old lad that i used to be, im no longer the same. in fact, for the past two years, circumstances and sick incidences have caught up so much in my life that some things wouldnt be d same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its normal for some, its sad for most, its considered unlucky for many, life-learning for others, but its fortunate to God. i guess we all have to grow up some day and learn things on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to look to the future and look back when im older that i did the right things, said the right stuffs, chose the right paths, and loved the way i lived. i wanna be better. i wanna learn from my mistakes from the last chances that i was given. i wanna look to the future, pat my own shoulders and tell myself, "it was good that u went through everything u did last time in order to be who u are now" and i want God to say that i have made my daddy up there proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny how sometimes we've learned from our mistakes, yet we still make the same errors after a certain amount of time. just like my friend who said that i would turn back to the same old me after awhile, i guess sometimes its inevitable. but so be it that he said that; let me take it as an advise from him instead of sulking over it and think that i would always be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because in the end, it is my life. its the way i want to shape it. not anyone else. and nothing is impossible through him. for "i can do all things through Him who strenghtens me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-5205520043195867161?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/5205520043195867161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=5205520043195867161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/5205520043195867161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/5205520043195867161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-different.html' title='its different'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-43558941743404891</id><published>2008-12-31T01:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T01:47:33.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~The Time Has Come~</title><content type='html'>i noe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its jus like hillsongs the time has come right? LOL i guess the time HAS come for the year to end. and wat a great year has it been! time flew so quickly! those memories shared together; half high school and half college life has been great. ive learned so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember tellin myself of all d years in my life i havta make 17 the best one. because thats the number where i shud be at the peak of my prime. i guess 18 has to be d right number ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have changed. frens, ppl, character, even the way i think of life and all. i guess ppl do grow up and learn from the past :) anyway, these are the pics of the year. some from 2006( sorry no pic of themt his year LOL) . here u go :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: i mixed them together so these pics are not in chronological order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpcEcuQpZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ud9xzCkDjBk/s1600-h/Group+Pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpcEcuQpZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ud9xzCkDjBk/s320/Group+Pic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285638344172152210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           the english peeps :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpcEebqtxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nNYwbENj-tg/s1600-h/Picture%2B014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpcEebqtxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nNYwbENj-tg/s320/Picture%2B014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285638344631039762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  me and baby jasmine! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpcCOZpX0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/kvxUZaAXWaE/s1600-h/1_320975851l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpcCOZpX0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/kvxUZaAXWaE/s320/1_320975851l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285638305967857474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knew it would be my last high school camp :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpcB-lsPBI/AAAAAAAAAJk/U-y0lgriY7A/s1600-h/DSC03256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpcB-lsPBI/AAAAAAAAAJk/U-y0lgriY7A/s320/DSC03256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285638301723409426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the greatest teacher some1 would ask for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpcBByZQbI/AAAAAAAAAJc/LffjNV0yETM/s1600-h/18.1.07+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpcBByZQbI/AAAAAAAAAJc/LffjNV0yETM/s320/18.1.07+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285638285402128818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my two cousins! WOOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpbNGYYbKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/w05ox1a_k9k/s1600-h/P7070129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpbNGYYbKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/w05ox1a_k9k/s320/P7070129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285637393282002082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rachel! my good fren who taught me about life :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpbNLemqMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/FKt8MD25m18/s1600-h/n723839975_1726507_2472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpbNLemqMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/FKt8MD25m18/s320/n723839975_1726507_2472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285637394650278082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear fren vicky who filled the place to be my prom queen LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpbM2zJ15I/AAAAAAAAAJE/y0INUTQ4s9M/s1600-h/DSCN4932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpbM2zJ15I/AAAAAAAAAJE/y0INUTQ4s9M/s320/DSCN4932.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285637389099325330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;closest college buddies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpbM5721OI/AAAAAAAAAI8/MivOBQv9w5Q/s1600-h/DSCN4981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpbM5721OI/AAAAAAAAAI8/MivOBQv9w5Q/s320/DSCN4981.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285637389941134562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LYNN!!! always there for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpbMmHpHVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_ztpSuVI_vA/s1600-h/IMG_0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpbMmHpHVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_ztpSuVI_vA/s320/IMG_0213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285637384621858130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who else.. lol i love u sis :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpaVsxRN9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/f6vfxcJo7dg/s1600-h/n596136141_1506016_2163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpaVsxRN9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/f6vfxcJo7dg/s320/n596136141_1506016_2163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285636441514260434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;netball team mou! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpaVD14WxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/yQM35-x9IP0/s1600-h/n717446974_1291936_3763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpaVD14WxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/yQM35-x9IP0/s320/n717446974_1291936_3763.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285636430527748882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so called "hot" nadia :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpaU2FBiGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/7-_IO3kyoCk/s1600-h/n696388268_1167822_6856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpaU2FBiGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/7-_IO3kyoCk/s320/n696388268_1167822_6856.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285636426833168482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynn and ian :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpaUYr9NqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/PMnhse5k0h8/s1600-h/DSCN4812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpaUYr9NqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/PMnhse5k0h8/s320/DSCN4812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285636418943399586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;college peeps :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpaUbJcJkI/AAAAAAAAAIM/eH4FBtgSe7k/s1600-h/DSC01717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpaUbJcJkI/AAAAAAAAAIM/eH4FBtgSe7k/s320/DSC01717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285636419603932738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;basketball team 2006. those memories would last a lifetime :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpZST87O-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/FS61K5cy2_E/s1600-h/n548887791_616934_1880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpZST87O-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/FS61K5cy2_E/s320/n548887791_616934_1880.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285635283801029602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;chinese new year pics!! cousin u look awesome tho i look like SHIT! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpZSVTE6VI/AAAAAAAAAH8/as9oWAbOzUo/s1600-h/Image664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpZSVTE6VI/AAAAAAAAAH8/as9oWAbOzUo/s320/Image664.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285635284162373970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me justin alex acting dumb in pyramid haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpZSNEkrxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/nDODGq-6xa0/s1600-h/DSCN3458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpZSNEkrxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/nDODGq-6xa0/s320/DSCN3458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285635281954058002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lynns house for lantern festival :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpZR6wyWlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/NwI1CC02oFw/s1600-h/n829140293_2080644_5387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpZR6wyWlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/NwI1CC02oFw/s320/n829140293_2080644_5387.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285635277039229522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cousins birthday! u look fabulous :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpZR1gUYCI/AAAAAAAAAHk/pvTXZM5l7OE/s1600-h/last+day+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpZR1gUYCI/AAAAAAAAAHk/pvTXZM5l7OE/s320/last+day+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285635275627978786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;last day of school. thanks guys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpYFcGLb0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/mZ0nEBSBjAY/s1600-h/last+day+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpYFcGLb0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/mZ0nEBSBjAY/s320/last+day+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285633963137396546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGELA!!! dun argue anymore! :p and marielle, my good fillipino fren :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpYDXlwLrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/IQI08cJs66k/s1600-h/last+day+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpYDXlwLrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/IQI08cJs66k/s320/last+day+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285633927567912626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my supergirl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpYC1jcssI/AAAAAAAAAHM/msLRCUN82IM/s1600-h/P1000184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpYC1jcssI/AAAAAAAAAHM/msLRCUN82IM/s320/P1000184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285633918431441602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nabil and arkas! bros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpYCktzBnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Sw01kMyXKJ4/s1600-h/PC060072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpYCktzBnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Sw01kMyXKJ4/s320/PC060072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285633913911445106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love this pic! we have the same smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpYCET2veI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Op1VyIFxUqA/s1600-h/Photo-0201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpYCET2veI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Op1VyIFxUqA/s320/Photo-0201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285633905212702178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jus before i left to aus. hahahaha will always remember dat day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyway! this year has been great!!! thanks for everything guys! AND to HE who has changed my life!&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much for everything God :) thank u so much for such great frens! there are more but i dun have their pics, i jus wanna say a big thank u for every1 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and have a great year ahead!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to 2009!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-43558941743404891?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/43558941743404891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=43558941743404891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/43558941743404891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/43558941743404891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-has-come.html' title='~The Time Has Come~'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SVpcEcuQpZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ud9xzCkDjBk/s72-c/Group+Pic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6808549252741064180.post-4285093799921856087</id><published>2008-12-08T02:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T02:56:38.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Church...</title><content type='html'>yo! im kinda free now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, went to church today. and u noe wat? i slept from 1:45-5:45 am the night before that. oni for four hours! and i went for both services cos i had to play for worship for childrens church. so after church i was practically dead tired. AND! we went to martins farewell lunch at mid valley. so it kinda took all d energy out of me. VERY TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got home i slept from 9-12am. im THAT tired k? hahahaha. todays been a tiring day. jus resting now. hehe. besides tat, nothing much has been going on. except im spending my holidays hanging out and all. i think its time for me to start doing something beneficial. work out? guitar? physics? yeah. i think these three are the most important. lets not forget God shall we? :D&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/6808549252741064180-4285093799921856087?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/4285093799921856087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=4285093799921856087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/4285093799921856087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/4285093799921856087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/12/church.html' title='Church...'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-3277264926989457566</id><published>2008-12-06T21:44:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T22:01:14.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CIMP Prom Night 2008</title><content type='html'>and so me and me frens went for prom&lt;br /&gt;awesome night!!! here are the pics. no need to explain anything lar LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;date: 2nd December 2008&lt;br /&gt;venue: Holiday Villa Victorian Ball&lt;br /&gt;time: 7:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqD-Fo6WYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/_-4AnP3_1lc/s1600-h/DSC09340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqD-Fo6WYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/_-4AnP3_1lc/s320/DSC09340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276675016106858882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      the four ugly girls LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqDI1wm3MI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_eS9qSqDwjo/s1600-h/DSCN4981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqDI1wm3MI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_eS9qSqDwjo/s320/DSCN4981.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276674101311102146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               hey partner :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqDIZuOPNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3-kD72GXMJE/s1600-h/DSCN4979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqDIZuOPNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3-kD72GXMJE/s320/DSCN4979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276674093784906962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                kim( grandma!!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqDH2aKMsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OLBrGzr4Oy0/s1600-h/DSCN5027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqDH2aKMsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OLBrGzr4Oy0/s320/DSCN5027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276674084305515202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 hey partner.. AGAIN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqDH559F_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/7UjYCxvn1nU/s1600-h/DSCN4938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqDH559F_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/7UjYCxvn1nU/s320/DSCN4938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276674085244180466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   ian! sorry u didnt win best dressed haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqCmQBm7BI/AAAAAAAAAF8/y3MK57bkSpA/s1600-h/DSC09234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqCmQBm7BI/AAAAAAAAAF8/y3MK57bkSpA/s320/DSC09234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276673507066309650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                        oh group pic! everyones with the partner! and alford &lt;br /&gt;                             was sittin beside mine! SO IRRITATIN PISS ME OFF! hahaha kiddin kiddin :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqCZ84YC7I/AAAAAAAAAF0/A4Wa5h4hJUs/s1600-h/DSCN4964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqCZ84YC7I/AAAAAAAAAF0/A4Wa5h4hJUs/s320/DSCN4964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276673295768882098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            HOT STUFF KAH LOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqCNzH7q4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/IQixhPFdubw/s1600-h/DSC09232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqCNzH7q4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/IQixhPFdubw/s320/DSC09232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276673086991346562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         the guys :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqCFyVyqCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/XOhxvJ_5JJo/s1600-h/DSC06240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqCFyVyqCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/XOhxvJ_5JJo/s320/DSC06240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276672949342087202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              OLD GRANDMA!!Celia :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqDI5PmYbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Udy7SpF8Lqo/s1600-h/DSCN4994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqDI5PmYbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Udy7SpF8Lqo/s320/DSCN4994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276674102246400434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   and there you go! prom king and queen :) good job vicky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway there are other pictures but i havent gotten them, so ill jus be postin these. it was an awesome night. reli. a very good thing to remember and to be remembered :D and theres oni one sad thing. the prom kings and queens do not get to keep their crown!!!!! so stupid right?!?!?! LOL but we all had fun :) thanks again guys! hope to see some of u next year! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-3277264926989457566?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/3277264926989457566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=3277264926989457566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/3277264926989457566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/3277264926989457566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/12/cimp-prom-night-2008.html' title='CIMP Prom Night 2008'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/STqD-Fo6WYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/_-4AnP3_1lc/s72-c/DSC09340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6808549252741064180.post-6848811734281765289</id><published>2008-11-22T18:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T18:57:57.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl! sorry for not posting lately! busy lar!! anyway these are the pics ive taken wit my peeps on the last day of college classes. so sad!! for them lar cos its stil my first semester :p anyway thanks for d pics u guys u filled up the space beside me nicely :D HAHAHAHAHAHHA kiddin! syok sendiri weh! thanks for everything :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SSfkZfB_KGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oFtKjVoulKM/s1600-h/Image528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SSfkZfB_KGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oFtKjVoulKM/s320/Image528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271433015338149986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;         small kid! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SSfkQ13IFvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/eownftDuzKo/s1600-h/DSCN4839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SSfkQ13IFvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/eownftDuzKo/s320/DSCN4839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271432866847790834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ugly lynn :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SSfkLZdqOiI/AAAAAAAAADs/CAHhVhmEJSA/s1600-h/DSCN4812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SSfkLZdqOiI/AAAAAAAAADs/CAHhVhmEJSA/s320/DSCN4812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271432773325437474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(from left) xavier, me, celia, alford, hooi li, lynn, chooi yee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SSfkGF6nXLI/AAAAAAAAADk/UH1rxuxBTaY/s1600-h/DSCN4759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SSfkGF6nXLI/AAAAAAAAADk/UH1rxuxBTaY/s320/DSCN4759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271432682178829490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alan phang! hahaha sounds like a celebrity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SSfkB4VL2DI/AAAAAAAAADc/Mu9GY0bKFoI/s1600-h/DSC05965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SSfkB4VL2DI/AAAAAAAAADc/Mu9GY0bKFoI/s320/DSC05965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271432609812699186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;khai lai! ipoh fren! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SSfj9kRMEnI/AAAAAAAAADU/n4kyvuxtjnM/s1600-h/DSC05952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SSfj9kRMEnI/AAAAAAAAADU/n4kyvuxtjnM/s320/DSC05952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271432535707751026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CHOOI YEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SSfj5cF4csI/AAAAAAAAADM/_66GGxIPPKI/s1600-h/DSC05945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SSfj5cF4csI/AAAAAAAAADM/_66GGxIPPKI/s320/DSC05945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271432464793367234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAYSHAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyway for those who wil be back next semester. see u next sem! for those who are leavin, well urm thanks a lot for everything. reli. i appreciate it. theres no better way to fill my time and space in college life besides with u guys(and girls) . let this memory be dwelled into us and leave steps to our glorifying and memorable lives :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams!!! wil update after that. all da best guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-6848811734281765289?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SSfkZfB_KGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oFtKjVoulKM/s72-c/Image528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6808549252741064180.post-1586559267374626744</id><published>2008-11-02T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:54:09.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>small things in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;virus: a thing that grows in someones body and multiplies more and more as time goes by. we would never realise it coming when it is small, but oni notice its presence as it gets large and difficult to be erased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the same thing with our faults and weaknesses. its funny how we always ignore small matters that creeps into our thoughts or actions, thinking that it is just a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;small thing&lt;/span&gt; and it can be ignored. little do we know that these things are the main cause of larger and larger problems in our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;small things in live have no harm to us until it gets larger. our attitudes, characters are all the same. when we meet some1 at first, what weakness that person( every1 has cos no ones perfect) has is evitable and take it as a small thing. oni when time passes, the conflicts get larger, problems get harder and harder to be solved and friendships would soon break out and turn into some kinda war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised this yday. that whenever i feel like skippin church ill jus tel myself its only ONE DAY and it wouldnt happen again. the same thing happens over and over again. so it worsens and affects my relationship with Him at the same time. ignorance is bliss, but not for this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all have things that we wanna tell others. but we are afraid. we have feelings we wanna share. but we're afraid. we have things we wanna settle but we drag on. i guess this is just to remind me or everyone that we cant keep avoiding things that troubles us. cos sooner or later it  will affect us and some things might be too late. and if its too late u would regret not doing it earlier and when u do regret u will mourn and wish u can turn back the time. and even if u wish u noe things wil never be the same again cos u cant turn back the time so u jus havta move on and learn from it. but why let those things go away if it means so much to u at that moment? some revelations might only happen once. like great opportunities. and great things. like life. u oni go throught life once. so do the best u can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like my dad says it, " do it once and do the best you can"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-1586559267374626744?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/1586559267374626744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=1586559267374626744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/1586559267374626744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/1586559267374626744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/11/virus-thing-that-grows-in-someones-body.html' title='small things in life'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-2127178110416051159</id><published>2008-10-23T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T02:40:24.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY!!!</title><content type='html'>sorry for the long late post!! been busy wit stuffs lar! hahahahaha :D but u can check others blogs to see wat has been going on in college :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i had this thought.. i was lookin through my cupboard for something.. and then i saw my Bible.. couldnt find it and now i finally did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im slowly drifting away man.. i cant believe it.. i need to come back.. somehow.. i dunno it jus seem disappointing that i am always disappointed by those who call themselves a believer of Him.. it doesnt have to end like this. i mean it cant end like this. i wouldnt wanna be in my 30s or 40s and realised i havent done anythin for Him during my youth life. wat happened to my ministry? wat happened to my dreams? wat happened to my life.. it doesnt look screw up considerin how i am doing in college, with my frens and all but somethings missing and i noe it has to Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish all those ppl who were there to support me are stil here to guide me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-2127178110416051159?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/2127178110416051159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=2127178110416051159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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miseries and thought of memorable past, and u would definitely not want a slightest bit of a glimse of it in ur future. but wat if that nano piece of memory suddenly comes back to life and it drains out all other thoughts that you can have in ur small organ of urs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     i cant take it.. i mean i could but, not until today. i jus thought of it. and its pretty hard for me to go on like this. 7 weeks man.. its gonna be 8 soon. wat if it goes on? it wouldnt stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     i remember when i was in australia. those bittersweet reminisced past that we shared. that was love. even the deaf would could hear it, even the blind could see it, and even those without feelings can feel it. ok fine i might be exaggeratin to make this post sound nicer lol. but after having gone through wat we had and when i look back i realised that " wow, we reli went through a lot man" but wat can we do now? are we still gonna take that blind step and try to hold on as we enter that big black hole, or should we just give it up and move on with our own separate ways? i reli dunno wat to do man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    and why this post sounds so emo wan? hahahaha finally malaysian accent is back :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-4099999424395732645?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/4099999424395732645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=4099999424395732645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/4099999424395732645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/4099999424395732645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/09/battle-inside.html' title='the battle inside'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-4988599608165457186</id><published>2008-09-18T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:13:05.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the main character: jonathan( green shirt) and the rest ( from upper left) alex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nadia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lynn( must thank her for these photos :p)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jo ling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hooili.'/><title type='text'>Lantern Festival( believe it or not! )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SNJAK82LmbI/AAAAAAAAACE/6GTC1zr6Oe8/s1600-h/DSCN3458.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And so! Jonlim and his college friends celebrated lantern festival!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SNJAK82LmbI/AAAAAAAAACE/6GTC1zr6Oe8/s1600-h/DSCN3458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SNJAK82LmbI/AAAAAAAAACE/6GTC1zr6Oe8/s320/DSCN3458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247327072716298674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i must say i actually stole ALL the pictures from SOMEONE hahahahhaa. cos i dun have my own camera to use. i dun like takin pics lar im sorry to hurt all my fans feelings. its ok its ok! it makes u guys wanna see me more face to face :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lynn invited us to her house for lantern festival. good thing alex came along if not id be d oni guy hahahahhaha. yeah so we had dinner first at her place, then lunch.. i MEAN! then we played taboo after tat. boi it was so fun; alex is SOOO good at this game man u shud play wit him someday ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, nadia had to go back early for assignments :( so we dropped her&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SNJBvQREZ3I/AAAAAAAAACM/WBQF62FyHlU/s1600-h/DSC01423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SNJBvQREZ3I/AAAAAAAAACM/WBQF62FyHlU/s320/DSC01423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247328795916265330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, then went for supper..  RIGHT AFTER DINNER! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had supper at kopitiam. the one in taipan. yeah. so this is a pic of alex eating his SOFT BOILED eggs with small kid disturbing  him. ahyo wat a weird pic of him eating is eggs lar. the rest of them say he has a lot of facial expressions. mainly cos he has face problem lar hahahahah :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after droppin hooili and lynn, we were gonna drop jo ling back until we saw ppl playin lanterns at the park.. so.. hehehe u noe wat we did lar :p so we went back to pick lynn, get those lanterns and off to the park we went! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SNJCqT9LmYI/AAAAAAAAACU/fGdccyBJozw/s1600-h/DSC01431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SNJCqT9LmYI/AAAAAAAAACU/fGdccyBJozw/s320/DSC01431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247329810518874498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   alex funny face number 2! ( with me inside it lar main                                                                                       character mah :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SNJDWuC_KtI/AAAAAAAAACc/eETf1-FNgU8/s1600-h/DSC01428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SNJDWuC_KtI/AAAAAAAAACc/eETf1-FNgU8/s320/DSC01428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247330573436791506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and so we wandered around.. doing nothing much lar. jus chit chatting and all :) im not d kinda guy who wans something exciting to happen. ok lar mayb i do lar! hahhaha but wat i meant was i always never minded going to a quiet place wit frens, tokin about stuffs and all. i find it.. interesting :D its a good bonding time between friends i guess :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt; joling on the phone             and these are the pics we took&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SNJEVfxsR5I/AAAAAAAAACk/LmQc4OD57WY/s1600-h/DSC01432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SNJEVfxsR5I/AAAAAAAAACk/LmQc4OD57WY/s320/DSC01432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247331651937912722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       our three lanterns! ( alexs, lynns and mine)&lt;br /&gt;                                            &lt;br /&gt;   guess which is mine? the coolest wan lar! which one u ask? the nice wan lar! hahahahah the highest one. we were comparing with eac others lanterns hahahah we're such losers :p never mind losers i like! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SNJEaiAQ7PI/AAAAAAAAACs/l74DyTQ2CLA/s1600-h/DSC01426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SNJEaiAQ7PI/AAAAAAAAACs/l74DyTQ2CLA/s320/DSC01426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247331738435251442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    i think this is lynns.. or mine lar! i mean,&lt;br /&gt;                                                           how can hers be so nice! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess tats all. actually arh watever i wrote her is almost the same as someone's blog lar. sorry lar if im not so creative! hahahah no lar cos i stole all d pics from her! :p yeah and so we all went back after tat, happily ever after :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, for reading this interesting blog ull get a limited edition picture of me! :p check it out&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhaa( lynns and alexs idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SNJEiV3GxvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1pVwHNdhpB8/s1600-h/DSC01435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SNJEiV3GxvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1pVwHNdhpB8/s320/DSC01435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247331872614565618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-4988599608165457186?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/4988599608165457186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=4988599608165457186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/4988599608165457186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/4988599608165457186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/09/lantern-festival-believe-it-or-not.html' title='Lantern Festival( believe it or not! )'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2mD1ZX6DP0A/SNJAK82LmbI/AAAAAAAAACE/6GTC1zr6Oe8/s72-c/DSCN3458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6808549252741064180.post-217758851928026597</id><published>2008-09-13T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T11:10:23.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raffles Date Game!</title><content type='html'>and so! jonlim went for the raffles dating game! boy it was fun man! hahahahaha cos some of the couples didnt come, so we had extra six tickets. so alex, ian and waleed to the rescue! they came and saw the show "love guru" wit us hahahahhaha boy it was hilarious man. and that wasnt the only the fun thing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to kim gary and had dinner together; me and sanny, lynn and alex(:p)another alex not my close one :D, then kaz and sherly( jus met them nice ppl), ian and waleed( sorry lar cos u two are not involved and came together), am i forgetting any1 else??? oh yeah alex phang as well. and so we had a good time chatting and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to asia cafe to chit chat AGAIN! hahahaha i think its like some all night chit chat marathon lar lol. but oh well, the conversations, fellowships and all. its great. i love it! people usually think im a bad-boy, clubber, smoker, non- study type when they meet me the first time cos of my appearance i guess. and i prove them wrong! hahahahha take that!!! lol im totally opposite of tat man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yeah! theres this two girls, they came to our table and started asking us football   questions to give us as gifts if we answer correct. so me and ian were playing with them the whole time man! we didnt actually answer them cos one of them was actually helpin us d whole time! hahahahha( so sweet!) and yeah.. we won our prizes!!! a book calender of EPLs 2008-2009 season :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i cant upload pics. i dun like takin pics lar. mayb i shud start doing it soon man. anyway! ppl say im very mean. hooi li thinks im mean. ian says im too honest( jus cos he flirts alot and id ont!) but oh well! im on d way to be a better flirt? lol no lar. its so funny lar i always hear them teasing me oso then they say im mean lol. but its fun lar. i mean to have these WEIRD ppl around! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway gtgz. wanna work out soon. ciao ppl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-217758851928026597?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/217758851928026597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=217758851928026597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/217758851928026597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/217758851928026597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/09/raffles-date-game.html' title='Raffles Date Game!'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-8075262421943105390</id><published>2008-09-06T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T23:40:02.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends' favourite words</title><content type='html'>why should i tell you?&lt;br /&gt;slud!&lt;br /&gt;sien lor!&lt;br /&gt;wat the f**k!&lt;br /&gt;ahyo!&lt;br /&gt;motherfather!&lt;br /&gt;eh eh eh!&lt;br /&gt;loser!&lt;br /&gt;wat u wan?!?!?1&lt;br /&gt;OI PLAYER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres many more but i cant think of them. jus tot of it then wanted to post it and laugh it off but i dun think its workin cos its too short( the list) and i got kinda bored thinkin of wat to type down hahahhaa. anyway i guess ill go now. have a nice day peeps! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-8075262421943105390?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/8075262421943105390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=8075262421943105390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/8075262421943105390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/8075262421943105390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/09/friends-favourite-words.html' title='friends&apos; favourite words'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-4487988349060256970</id><published>2008-09-06T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T23:20:51.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finished homework!!!</title><content type='html'>FINALLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JONLIM FINISHED HIS HOMEWORK!! ahem! well not reli actually, i jus finished my ADVANCED FUNCTION work lol. well been doing it in my cousins house and i managed to take quite some time to finish it, about an hour?? imagine ppl! add maths is insane! i take an hour jus to finish up on 4-5 questions. and those 4-5 questions were finished half way d other day means i took one hour to finish half of those questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stress weh! i dun reli feel like doing engineering d :( lol summore oni CIMP math man! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;but i realised one thing; that ive actually not rushed to finish my homework for once and i even take a shorter time compare to if i was at home and were to TRY finishin it in front of the computer. i managed to even understand it more right now. i think i havta give more. put more effort into doing this and try not to get distracted. i need more will and concentration power!! cannot on d computer and do work edi lar later cannot finish and dun learn a thing summore :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway thanks for d messages in the chatbox YES i wil update my blog to keep my INTERESTING SEXCITING .. I MEAN EXCITING! :p life updated to u guys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics arh? thanks marielle for ur idea but i hardly take pics lar. see lar ok? lol now i can feel less stress!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-4487988349060256970?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/4487988349060256970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=4487988349060256970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/4487988349060256970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/4487988349060256970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/09/finished-homework.html' title='finished homework!!!'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-8148614781483040556</id><published>2008-08-06T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:01:49.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogs not dead!!</title><content type='html'>ok,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many have been tellin me my blogs date and all.. u noe wat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS NOT DEAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its stil alive lar! im jus busy with stuffs lately, especially college work! the assignments! the workload!! the homework!! and i havta study!! man!! its pretty hectic!! but look at the bright side!!&lt;br /&gt;frens, fun, outdoor activities, fellowship; everything else is great besides work and peer pressure!&lt;br /&gt;i guess life goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot life would be different. it wouldnt be nice in college. ill miss high school. tats wat i thought. but i guess everything has to go on. and life itself is a record of ur time. it doesnt wait for u. u havta keep doing things to make it a memorable life as time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna take my drivin license soon. like next week tuesday??&lt;br /&gt;and i jus came up with a pretty fun idea with adriel for games in worship camp. i think camps gonna be fun. gonna look forward to it baby! lol hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-8148614781483040556?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/8148614781483040556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=8148614781483040556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/8148614781483040556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/8148614781483040556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/08/blogs-not-dead.html' title='blogs not dead!!'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-8591193143737324362</id><published>2008-07-23T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T00:28:49.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>college</title><content type='html'>is awesome!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well theres nothing much there is to describe but as long as u give all tat u have like make frens study hard play hard and all, ull love it man! and i seriously do!&lt;br /&gt;oni bad thing is tat i guess u move on from high school life?? and frens. i mean i havta admit tat80% of them are not close to me anymore. even those i wished they would be. but sometimes some things have to be left behind. its not like i wan it to.. it has to work both ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! im pretty busy with work everyday man! its fun and challenging at the same time stressful. but i guess its good cos i get to learn something everyday. im so glad i moved out from my old place man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry dat the blogs pretty dead; seriously busy with stuffs in college :)&lt;br /&gt;take care all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-8591193143737324362?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/8591193143737324362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=8591193143737324362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/8591193143737324362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/8591193143737324362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/07/college.html' title='college'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-3592180669032014093</id><published>2008-07-07T14:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T14:22:20.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back!</title><content type='html'>my fellow loyal companions/ fans( i think no ones reading this oso lar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah i sound like a loser. am in Sunway College's library. one hour fifteen minutes break before my next subject, Physics. i wasnt plannin to do this subject for this term, so i guess ill go and change it tomoro or sumthing. so sien now lar. dun dare to type much oso cos there r other ppl here hehe. but anyway! gtg now!!! im lookin around for chicks hahahah! wat a loser :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-3592180669032014093?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/3592180669032014093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=3592180669032014093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/3592180669032014093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/3592180669032014093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-back.html' title='im back!'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-2932144750427564650</id><published>2008-06-26T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T00:48:24.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgot to mention that...</title><content type='html'>hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to tel u all that.. im back!! actually every1 who sees me noes im back lar.. DUH! cos they saw me! hahahhaha so stupid :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been busy wit school. i have like 9 more books of Physics( intense calculations of whatever u can think of that can be calculated with crazy formulas) and once that is done im off to  college! actually im already gettin into college lar im jus doin this for fun lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides school, im back to the gym! bought protein drinks so that i can build my body faster and get muscles faster too. i hope it works man. im kinda outta shape since i came back! but no worries ill get my sexy body back soon! wait for me girls!! hahahhaha jus kiddin :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually im pretty stressed up lately. i dunno. over.. things i guess. but ill try to stay strong. Gods there with me, why worry so much :) cast all your worries unto Him. yeap.. tats wat ill do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i heard from Danielle worship team expects us to be able to play a list of songs. like more than 20 songs? i better start practicin soon man!!  if not ill be kicked out for showing lack of interests and commitment hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway ill stop here. wil post some pics from aus soon, once my sis gets back from ipoh. but ahya u guys have seen me lar no need Aussie pics lar its jus me in different backgrounds :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-2932144750427564650?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/2932144750427564650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=2932144750427564650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/2932144750427564650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/2932144750427564650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/06/forgot-to-mention-that.html' title='forgot to mention that...'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-4194826878466016891</id><published>2008-06-17T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T22:31:08.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alfred and Simone</title><content type='html'>hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so unpredictable. one moment u might be the happiest guy on earth, and the next thing u noe.. sumthing jus happened and it stripped and tore ur heart. u  may be happy that u have the highest grades in class, only to find out the next few days that u fractured ur bones. or u got urself a girl fren and tell urself that this might actually "work out" but end up gettin disappointed and dumped by the one u thought was ur true love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u may think that this person that uve jus accepted to u be ur boyfriend is the one u get to spend with for d rest of ur life, only to find out that he has cancer and he cant be saved the next few months. well, shit happens, and it did to my beloved sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got an sms from my sister today that she was leavin to ipoh and she borrowed one of my caps. so i called her, cos i was CONCERNED about which cap she took ( hahahaha im a loser) and i oso asked her why was she going back.. and she said she had to attend Alfreds funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfreds gone.. sleepin peacefully during the last few breaths of his life. i wonder what would u actually think of when u noe ur gonna go; have i made enough money in my life? have i had the best things in life? am i going to heaven? or have i done my best to give my best to others? i wonder what was on his mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a sad thing; the nicest guy my sister met, some1 i feel that was so strong and independent has to leave us. why do nice people tend to leave this life earlier? its not right to say life is unfair but sumtimes it is indeed very true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that he was happy towards the end of his life, though he had to suffer so much putting on the tube and breathing through it, going through surgeries and having to see the doctor time after time. for some1 like him to have gone through that, withuot complainin as much as i noe i would if i was put into that situation, i reli look up to him.. his so strong. i reli dunno wat to say.. im glad in a way hes suffering came to an end :) seeing him not being able to tok anymore, only able to tell ppl wat he thinks by writin notes down and forced to breathe through a tube, it must be hard for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe i wouldnt be able to take it if i was him. yeah. i would be so mentally affected, i would think of commiting suicide. im sure most of us would. i would pity myself. i would cry so often i would want to be another person. but sometimes we cant choose certain things in our lives. some things cant be changed, and i guess we havta live with it and make d best out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would say that ive learnt something from this. apart from appreciating the ones u have, and u shud give urself to others and spend as much time as u want with them, i believe that i havta be strong. i cant be complanin so much anymore. life has its ups and downs, but look around. there are so many other ppl in this life who has to go through worse shits than u. alfreds definitely one of them.. im glad he had some1 like my sister to take care of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watchin my sister going to the hospital to see him everyday, takin care of him and all.. is the most admirable thing ive seen in my own eyes. never in my life have i seen with my very own eyes, such tremendous sacrifice someone has made for d other person. mayb ive never actually seen the world hahahaha but i noe that some1 like my sister to do all those things.. is definitely hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so proud to be her brother( for once).. i reli do.. i guess ill always be there for her, as she is going through her hardest moments in life.. i cant do much, but i would try my very best to not make her feel lonely and all. thats all i can do... i hope she gets to read this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-4194826878466016891?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/4194826878466016891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=4194826878466016891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/4194826878466016891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/4194826878466016891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/06/alfred-and-simone.html' title='Alfred and Simone'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-1277398259920482402</id><published>2008-06-14T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T02:17:10.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 am</title><content type='html'>its 4 am here... and i dun feel like sleepin.. dunno why.. haha. sams beside me now dealing with her video thing while i was watchin high school musical 2. ok ok im QUITE childish but tat doesnt mean jonlims a loser k? i jus wanted to see this show quite awhile ago,never got the chance to cos was busy hehehehehe but since im on holiday it shud be alright :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im leavin soon!!! holidays are gonna end. and when i go back,  a lot of things are gonna be waitfing for me out there... why does it sound so cheesy?!!?!? hahahaha yeah anyway, things are really gonna change man.. i dun even noe which path im takin.. well, at least i noe tat God's gonna be there for me :) thats the only dependable thing that i have right at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life in australia is so different. the people, the places, culture, HOUSE, everything. i feel like a completely different person living in a totally different lifestyle; i sleep from 10-12 hours a day, i dun havta study Algebra or Chemistry and get stressed up for nuts and YET, i stil get stressed over college. hahahaah! i guess we would never noe sometimes whether we've made d right choices in life, until we're finally with Him. well, at least thats the situation for me. i reli admire those who get clear visions and signs, and they seem pretty sure that those are from God. i reli wish i have that gift... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think i shud be sleepin SOON! hope everything wil turn out to be alright tomoro :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless u all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-1277398259920482402?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/1277398259920482402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=1277398259920482402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/1277398259920482402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/1277398259920482402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/06/4-am.html' title='4 am'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-5292970934087518334</id><published>2008-06-13T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T22:43:09.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Ending...</title><content type='html'>urm,&lt;br /&gt;dad didnt wanna go to the city anymore. i think mainly cos we've covered almost all the areas. so we decided to go to Hurtsville, since dad thought i wanted to get a Superman Jacket when i've told him MANY TIMES i just WANNA HAVE A LOOK AT IT :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, we got to the mall about 1 pm? we went there by bus. first time takin a bus in australia for this trip! hahahaha! and we went to Jay Jays( shop sellin the jacket) AND! they're out of stock for that jacket. so potong right?? lol so we had lunch after that. and i told dad i wanted to go shoppin alone, until Auntie Irene comes. and so we departed on our own ways hahahaha sounds so cliche. yeah and i saw Myers, went into it. AND I SAW MY LEVIS JEANS!! THE PERFECT SIZE!!! lol im surprised how my waist has gotten so small! its only 30 now!!! hahahahah and so i got my first Levis jeans! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after shoppin, we got home and rested for awhile before dinner. i had my first afternoon nap since i came! hahahahha i dunno why i felt so tired suddenly. went to the gym after that, before shower. and went for dinner after shower at some chinese restaurant. dinner was alright; ate a lot as usual.. since weathers cold here have been eating a lot almost everyday :p im even eating chips while typing this down hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im back, doing this while watchin Forest Gump. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~miss u guys~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, and i mean most of the time, things seem to go out of what we have planned... and things will happen even if we dont want them to.. i guess we jus havta make the best out of it and not worry :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-5292970934087518334?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/5292970934087518334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=5292970934087518334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/5292970934087518334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/5292970934087518334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-ending.html' title='It&apos;s Ending...'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-5381244553868320701</id><published>2008-06-12T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T00:00:30.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>ok this is my first chapter of my journal in Australia :D hehehe actualy this is the second post about it but dun care lar since i forgot to write chapter one for the previous post :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went city again. was supposed to go oxford street to have a look at some gays but we changed our minds in d end.. cos theres nothing to look forward to there.. unless u tell me tats lesbian street :D hahahah jus kiddin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked and walked around george street; street with shops here and there, and i managed to buy another shirt from Cotton On. i think thats my 7th or 8th shirt for the trip already. ive used a lot already so i think i havta stop buyin anything anymore lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we went to cantebury's clubhouse for dinner. wow it was sooo good man, i ate a lot. in fact, i have been eating too much for the past few days.. weeks.. no, the entire trip actually. quite glad i didnt reli put THAT much of weight on tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so here i am, alone in d hall(ive been sleepin in d hall in Sydney with a sofa-bed), typing these words down.. gosh its so boring man! hahahahahah. anyway.. i cant stop thinkin about college.. im worried.. will i be able to make it? i hope The Lord wil help me through this.. ive seen Him helping me in so many ways, so many times.. i know He wouldnt let me down for no very good reasons.. im kinda tired.. i think my points are running all over..... ill jus stop here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-5381244553868320701?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/5381244553868320701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=5381244553868320701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/5381244553868320701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/5381244553868320701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/06/chapter-1.html' title='Chapter 1'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-3955511731917301131</id><published>2008-06-12T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T09:29:19.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Australia</title><content type='html'>and so, jon lim is in australia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting to go out now, dads showering and ive nothing to do. taken my breakfast tho. I THINK ive overstayed here for a lil too long.. cos things seem to get a lil boring over here. well its not like ive not made new frens and seen new places and have eaten good food but... yeah lar :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting to miss home too.. hehe. i think we'll be going out for shoppin again today. this is like the 20th time we've been out shoppin since we came? lol bought quite a lot of stuffs tho. and bought some souvenirs too! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway ive nothing much to say at the moment. but wil be writing posts VERY OFTEN nowadays; as long as im in australia my blog wil be super duper active hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps; i wonder if anyones ever gonna read this lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-3955511731917301131?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/3955511731917301131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=3955511731917301131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/3955511731917301131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/3955511731917301131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/06/australia.html' title='Australia'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</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-6808549252741064180.post-5675624597713445904</id><published>2008-06-11T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T23:44:06.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first time</title><content type='html'>first time with bloggin! hahahah :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6808549252741064180-5675624597713445904?l=idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/feeds/5675624597713445904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6808549252741064180&amp;postID=5675624597713445904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/5675624597713445904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6808549252741064180/posts/default/5675624597713445904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idunnowhattoputherela.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-time.html' title='first time'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03494171722305903321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
