<?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-14125828</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:59:40.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From this point on, new paths will start...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020355843670381833</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>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14125828.post-112265422671308080</id><published>2005-07-30T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T09:23:46.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a really screwed up day. totally upside-down. Let me begin, first thing in themorning I was late for school, then screwed up my chinese test. And the worst thing is that my invigilator is Dr Chionh. Its like OMG. First she has attitude problem and has PMS almost everyday and super strict. our chinese test was only 50 minutes while others get 1 hour. This is pathetic! I was super pissed with her. then again, she keep rushing us to pass up the greenwave project and threaten that she will minus 2 marks. I din even want to hand it up for competition, what rights does she has to force me to join. Didn't get to eat recess,stomach was growling throughout the day. Then somemore had bio quiz which I didn't study, hope i can get full marks. Another bad thing happened. Had Dr Chionh's extra lessons after school. It was super boring! Bloody. Then my monitor absent and I had to help him do all the stuff he left behind. The collection of money to pay for a shirt and then still need to go here and there for admin stuff. Kao... You think this is everything? NO of course not! Played basetball in afternoon, and its my offday. Totally out of form, cant even play properly. Got so pissed and frustrated due to all the things that happen, that I ended up saying alot of "s" words, was on the verge on saying the other word but I controlled. However thats not the point, the thought of saying it is there and its still a sin. Im really sorry God, I ask for your forgiveness ): then later played a small match with the C boys and once again I couldn't played properly, was too tired already and couldn't defend properly. Ended up pulling the team down. Guess I need even more training. After training, went to the vending machine to buy a drink. And I tell you, that machine hates me! I put in 50 cents it didn't want to accept, so I went to exchange coins. This nvm, the bad thing is that it ate up my money! no drink came out! Got so frustrated that I kicked the machine. Its totally a NONSENSE day! Everything is turning against me. But owells I guess I will just take a sleep and hope that the next day would be a better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14125828-112265422671308080?l=butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/feeds/112265422671308080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14125828&amp;postID=112265422671308080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112265422671308080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112265422671308080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-is-really-screwed-up-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020355843670381833</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-14125828.post-112256002426092711</id><published>2005-07-29T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T07:13:44.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wednesday, its RI lecture day! means no lessons but the lecture sure is boring! slept throughout the whole thing. i think i got caught by the camera ): but who cares. the speaker is a little funny. before the lecture, i came to school early to play basketball, it was fun! as usual. repaired the basketball net in RI, you people got to thank me man! thank me for keeping the basketball court in shape.had extra chem lessons, had a pop quiz but it was easy. -grins- was allowed to leave early to support my juniors south zone finals against gan eng seng. sadly, really sad, they lost to GES by 2 points. its so close la! left a few secs. could have been a draw. but dun despair!!! there is still nationals. all the way C boys! hope this lost does not affect you. people fall, so they can climb back up themselves. was late for cell but there are people who are even later -.- people with punctuality. cell was great, felt my heart being purified. and took many pictures during cell. fun! but only one picture is nice. went back home and did project but sadly was too tired and fell asleep. haiz. it always happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday, another day of slacking. had PE today. and GOSH my tennis skills are not bad eh. the backhand and the forehand and the SMASH whooooo. im crazy ohyaye. research period came, so went down to the computer lab to rush my project. was a fruitful one. got many thins done (: so glad, finally we got STARTED! but still unsatisfied with it, so jus gonna touch up abit then hand it in. had trng too today! it was totally awesome! felt really good and i can see myself improving, physically and skill-wise. shall go on striving hard to get into the team, and getting along really well with some of my seniors. its getting real late and i have my chinese test and bio pop quiz tmr so time to mug mug mug. cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one more important thing, its 290705 at this time 12.00am. and guess what special day izzit? its darinne's birthday! happy birthday, darinne and sweet 16! really happy to have you as a friend and i hope everything will be fine for you in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14125828-112256002426092711?l=butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/feeds/112256002426092711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14125828&amp;postID=112256002426092711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112256002426092711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112256002426092711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/2005/07/wednesday-its-ri-lecture-day-means-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020355843670381833</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-14125828.post-112238743625103040</id><published>2005-07-26T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T07:17:16.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these few days was a very stressful one indeed. so stressful that i almost went crazy. moday was a chao long day. had lessons till 3.15. then was rushing work here and there but not so bad. but i was late for school that day. went to anglican high to film the match against ngee ann. it was suppose to be a low profile thingy but in the end got spotted by a megalifer aka anglican girl basketballer. its like... oh my gosh. then later another auntie came and asked me what school im from. then she guess correctly! its like how does she know la. does my face write "raffles" no right!? anw, it was a good match but anglican still won as expected. but no worries, my juniors will crush them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, was a even more stressful day then yesterday. this time i was rushing my work throughout all the lessons! there is chinese compo, english essay, chem assignment etc. could not take it la! but luckily the day is over. phew! finally can take a short breather. tmr still have to hand in green wave project. unreasonable geog teacher. but owells, just my luck. the only thing good that happened today was training! had a real good and fun time! ran 3.2km, was suppose to be 4km but then the teacher chased us out cause they need to use the track for NAPFA. was a little unhappy, cause today my body was in top form, like burning, infinite amount of energy. the feeling was totally wonderful. then went to gym, felt good too! can feel myself growing stronger. yes! i need to train harder if i want to be in the JC team. jiayou aaron! haha self encouraging. need to refine my moves even more though. later... went to eat dinner quite late and yup reached home at 9.30. whoo. very tired now. tmr is the C boys south zone finals. hope they can get first in zone! supporters are most welcomed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last thing,&lt;br /&gt;to: shi ping&lt;br /&gt;hope you see this message. HAPPY BIRTHDAY. sweet 16 (: right? haha. may you have a great year ahead and good luck in your o's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14125828-112238743625103040?l=butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/feeds/112238743625103040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14125828&amp;postID=112238743625103040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112238743625103040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112238743625103040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/2005/07/these-few-days-was-very-stressful-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020355843670381833</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-14125828.post-112220703568498579</id><published>2005-07-24T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T05:10:35.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these two days have not been really interesting. saturday, woke up really late. at about 11+am. went to burgerking to help jocelyn with her maths and chem. then went for church on time ((: the service was really good. as expected from pastor vincent lun, my favourite pastor. really made me think through alot. a meaningful service indeed. after that was discussing the bridging event which is going to be held on the 5th of august. its really hard to organise something that can involve 60+ people. had dinner. and was wearing my favourite and1 shoes again. -admires- ((((: pultiple chin. sunday, woke up late again at about 11+am too. did some work but got stuck in maths assignment. went down to shoot some hoops. but got really bored so went back up. then accompanied maggie for dinner, since i got no money, she treated me dinner. yay! then went to tampines mall for a replacment chain. but still no luck. now im at home blogging. guess i will start doing my work again (: cya. hope tmr will be a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14125828-112220703568498579?l=butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/feeds/112220703568498579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14125828&amp;postID=112220703568498579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112220703568498579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112220703568498579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/2005/07/these-two-days-have-not-been-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020355843670381833</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-14125828.post-112204369305030213</id><published>2005-07-22T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T07:58:23.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Joy's bedtime story... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does a caged bird yearn to fly into the sky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happend a long time ago. A very, very long time ago. Mankind created wings that enabled them to fly higher than any bird. They flew up and headed for the stars. But God frowned upon it. He thought that if mankind was left alone, they would consume the stars. To him, men were like vicious birds who preyed on one another. God decided to capture the birds and preserve them... By placing them inside a cage. But people rebelled against God. A lot of people who resisted died. Mankind was going to be extinct then. Thats why... God placed people into the cage. Although they were caged, God took extra precautions so that they would not notice that they were in a cage. As long as they did not know there was a sky out there, the caged world was everything. But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knew he was wrong and unlocked the cage, and told the people... "The door has been opened. Humans... I will give back your freedom, a new land and a real sky. There will no longer be any prophecies. From now on, cooperate, and walk your own path. God does not exist in the roof above you, but inside you. You must spin your own future, now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE END&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(P.S. this story is totally fiction)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if everyone can live safely inside the sealed world, I think its wrong. Even if someone picks the wrong path, thats a path they chose on their own. And since you can pick your own path... A world where you do not have control of your own destiny is wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14125828-112204369305030213?l=butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/feeds/112204369305030213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14125828&amp;postID=112204369305030213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112204369305030213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112204369305030213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/2005/07/joys-bedtime-story.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020355843670381833</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-14125828.post-112204473308648158</id><published>2005-07-22T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T08:05:33.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally... its friday which mean tmr is saturday and it also mean that yesterday was thursday! omygosh! shocking eh? haha. yup tmr there is church service! ((: fun fun fun. okay i shant go on about tmr. today, was a great day except that my geog teacher seriously pissed me off. stupid teacher only knows how to shout, gosh and so unreasonable. shant talk bad about her! :b went to support my juniors once again. and as usual they won! whoohoo! way to go C boys. keep up this winning streak! proud of you guys. realised that i got to get down to serious business with bball so gonna train real hard, especially the shooting part. ((: hee im getting excited just by typing already. anyways thats about all for today, pretty plain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14125828-112204473308648158?l=butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/feeds/112204473308648158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14125828&amp;postID=112204473308648158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112204473308648158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112204473308648158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/2005/07/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020355843670381833</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-14125828.post-112195797620812354</id><published>2005-07-21T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T07:59:36.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally got a time to sit down and blog. jus came back from RJC training and haven bath. man im one dirty fellow. these few days have been really busy. like ytd, which is wednesday, it was a super long day! but i prayed that i would be able to go for cell on time cause i got chemistry remedial lessons every wednesday. Miraculously, the chem lesson was cancelled once again! prayer + faith = miracle. AMEN! it was not a really good day though, slept during some lessons, but seriously the lessons are so useless and the teacher is so boring. but lucky today had cell! always look forward to cell. it was great as usual, fun and learnt a few things. one main thing is that the way god speak to us is really amazing. there many instances when someone told me a verse in the bible, and then i would hear the verse once again during cell or service. its amazing really. its like a god's reminder to me (: amanda and johannes lead the word, though it was rather rushed but i will always support my leaders! jiayou! thats about all for cell. went back home and continued rushing my RE (research education) till 3 am. thank you for those who burn midnight oil with me. -yawns- then slept at 3 am. shakes head. ohya haven say this i saw this eyecandy in the mrt today! man she sure is pretty! stared at her for a while and so did she and realised... oo isnt she a basketballer -.- haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup thats for wednesday, now for today! (((: there were practically no lessons. tried to rush RE today again cause we failed to complete it ytd. but today also cannot finish, later still need to pia haiz -shakes head- today went to support my juniors in the match against yuying. it was a good game. keep up that undefeatable record ya! your senior will also be there supporting you. tmr is there semi finals against queenstown. tough team but i believe Raffles will stilll win! but tmr also got RJ cell, thinking of which to go. shall decide tmr ba. yup. basketball trainign days are tuesday and thursday. yup today is training. tuesday is PT training. it was rather boring and sleepy for the start. all the basics and drills, but got to persevere basics are important! after that had match between ourselves, super fun! but i need to improve alot to get into the team! played 1 on 1 with alvin and we ended up with a 3pointer competition but i lost! arGH! )): nvm its cause the lighting wasn good. couldnt see properly. challenge you next time! the time i left RJ is 8 plus. whao so late right? yup reach home at 10 and then sat down to blog. another thing to add! i saw the eye candy today again! at RJ! so coincedence la. but wonder why she never take mrt. tsktsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14125828-112195797620812354?l=butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/feeds/112195797620812354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14125828&amp;postID=112195797620812354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112195797620812354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112195797620812354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/2005/07/finally-got-time-to-sit-down-and-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020355843670381833</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-14125828.post-112178238423152446</id><published>2005-07-19T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T07:50:35.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its tuesday muahaha. which means tmr is cell day! but so sad i got remedial every wednesday ): so gonna be late, sorry guys i know you ppl will miss me. anw, went to fareast plaza today to do project. was suppose to take pictures of japanese fashion and do an interview. failed terribly... only manage to get some pics with no interview. surprise to see abby, drea, musfirah there. (: after that went back for basketball training. felt so shiok after the training. feel the muscles coming in. whoooo (((((: pultiple chin. played basketball until 8. quite fun (: except that the floor was wet. yaozhen sprain his ankle ): had a great time with my seniors (brandon, anyi, nic, alvin) very long never see them leh haha. went for dinner at S-11 with ray and yuan and had bubble tea. yum yum. now at home... and gonna start studying! GRR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14125828-112178238423152446?l=butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/feeds/112178238423152446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14125828&amp;postID=112178238423152446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112178238423152446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112178238423152446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-tuesday-muahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020355843670381833</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-14125828.post-112152965546051110</id><published>2005-07-17T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T20:43:38.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven been blogging for the week. finally had the time to (: many things happened this week, especially my mind. been thinking about many things... and got many of my doubts answered, perhaps its god talking to me but perhaps not. but i would prefer to believe the first. now, im much more clearer of what i want to do etc. tueday, my maths teacher walk outof calss without teaching cause we din do our work and came back late for class after chemistry. though its bad to say this, i was rather happy. at least i can do self study. (: wednesday, maths teacher send half the class out cause we never do work again. LOL. had cell at ray's house. it was rather good. and i was in charge of prayer. first time leading but... it wasn't that good. the prayer was rather "rushed" so yup i would improve on it. the cell overall was good, many ppl agreed too. centralone is really growing alot, in terms of spiritual growth and bonding between cell members. thursday went to support my juniors in their bball match. as usual they won, hope they get into nationals so i can skip school to support (: friday i played bball in school and in the rain too. it was quite fun, very long never play together with my classmates. we use to play bball everyday when in sec 2. oo now for saturday which is today! whao! hahaha. was busy writing letters for a few ppl then due to that was late for raffles open house. then sneaked out in the middle of the open house. had lunch with the bballers then went to church. and terence pek came! hahaha and he accepted christ!! thank god! really happy to have him in the same church and cell. had a really good time today and i hope he did too. one more rafflesians saved (: anw now im at home blogging and eating chocos. waiting for 12.00 to post this message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to wish my dear friend NICOL HAPPY BIRTHDAY! may you have a great year ahead! and hope you like the present and the limited edition picture (: if you need any help or whatsoever, always remember that im here. hee right on the dot 12am! yaye! and one more thing i want to publicise... nicol has really nice toned sexy legs! and hot perhaps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14125828-112152965546051110?l=butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/feeds/112152965546051110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14125828&amp;postID=112152965546051110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112152965546051110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112152965546051110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/2005/07/haven-been-blogging-for-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020355843670381833</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-14125828.post-112100127295061187</id><published>2005-07-10T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T06:14:32.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah its sunday! and I have yet to complete my work! ohman... perhaps cause I procrastinate. Got to get down to some serious work man. woke up at 10 and started pia-ing my chinese work. then a fren called to remind me to do philo. wonder if I can finish this humongous workload -sulks- but I shall try my best. went out in the evening to look for vanessa's present but didn't know which one to buy. call abby also she never pick up. so i decided to get her present tmr instead (: anw nothing much happen today except for project work, but I did alot of thinking... and... nvm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14125828-112100127295061187?l=butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/feeds/112100127295061187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14125828&amp;postID=112100127295061187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112100127295061187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112100127295061187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/2005/07/ah-its-sunday-and-i-have-yet-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020355843670381833</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-14125828.post-112100101694279929</id><published>2005-07-09T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T06:16:43.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now for my third blog entry. its saturday now. went to school to do project at 10. the funny thing is that the com lab and the library is closed. went around looking for computers. met my cousin and manage to get a laptop from her aunt who is a teacher in R. Not much progress though, slack here and there and end up with nothing much done. thats why I'm rushing now ): life is tough -shakes head- went to church. late again... I got to change this bad habit. but its not totally my fault. ): someone was eating so slow and blamed me somemore. but nvm Im kind! after that was area gathering... as usual it was okay, but I made up my mind of following my leaders. cause I shall believe what sherron said "believe your leaders no matter what, even if they bring you to the wrong path and say Sorry, lets go back and walk another path" had dinner really late ): then shaun fetched me home and enlightened me about stuff like relationships (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14125828-112100101694279929?l=butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/feeds/112100101694279929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14125828&amp;postID=112100101694279929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112100101694279929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112100101694279929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/2005/07/now-for-my-third-blog-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020355843670381833</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-14125828.post-112100057464959960</id><published>2005-07-08T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T06:02:54.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOUTH ALPHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when going home received a really wierd letter, wonder if its for me. found it on the floor. wonder how it appeared there. "CHRIS" was written on the front of the letter. maybe its for Chris or maybe its from Chris. and another wierd thing is that it does not write who is it for or who is from. Gosh. but maybe its for me, cause there is a sentence inthe letter which says "I admire your tall height". But lets not let such things bother me. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14125828-112100057464959960?l=butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/feeds/112100057464959960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14125828&amp;postID=112100057464959960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112100057464959960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112100057464959960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/2005/07/youth-alpha.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020355843670381833</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-14125828.post-112100032733498351</id><published>2005-07-07T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T05:58:47.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decided to start blogging about my life, instead of just writing about stories and dreams. the 7th of July... its a thursday and thursday means its slack day. It was suppose to be Research Education (RE) but its replaced by NE lunchtalk. Nevertheless its still slack. The lunchtalk was fun! especially with Tan Chiou Yen (my form teacher) sitting beside me. She caught me sleeping during the talk twice and everytime I woke up, I saw her poiting a cutlery at me. Scary... and said "you dare sleep one more time". phew lucky I didn't sleep for the third time, if not that knife is gonna kill me. Talk alot of crap with her, ray, kenny etc. Its really fun. And we gave her a nick... which is "*** ***" better not let her see if not... goodbye aaron. After the talk, went with ray to support gymnastic. gosh those girls sure know how to dress up! made me so malu. as to why I was malu... im lazy to write haha. RI and RJC got first whoohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14125828-112100032733498351?l=butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/feeds/112100032733498351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14125828&amp;postID=112100032733498351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112100032733498351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112100032733498351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/2005/07/decided-to-start-blogging-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020355843670381833</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-14125828.post-112056189701050235</id><published>2005-07-05T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T04:11:37.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;11.53pm dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 4th of july, I had this really wierd dream while I was taking a nap at around 6pm or 7pm plus. The details of the dream I shall skip (mainly cause I couldn't remember everything that happened in the dream, just bits here and there) but the important part is that the last part of the dream, I took out my handphone and the time reads 11.53pm. The thought suddenly came to my mind "Im dead! I have yet to finish my work!". The next moment, I woke up! Shocked... I look at my clock beside me... it reads 11.53pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14125828-112056189701050235?l=butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/feeds/112056189701050235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14125828&amp;postID=112056189701050235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112056189701050235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112056189701050235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/2005/07/11.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020355843670381833</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-14125828.post-112041129487513224</id><published>2005-07-04T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T10:21:34.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ice and Dark&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two boys whom a girl, called Freedert, was friends with, when she was little. Elliot and Kael... The three of them were always together. However, at some point, Elliot and Freedert became attracted to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedert: We'll be together forever.&lt;br /&gt;Elliot: Yes, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kael found out about it and jealousy and anger arose within him. Soon, the war began. Freedert gave Elliot a sword to protect him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning he has to leave... Elliot asked Kael, his best friend, who he believed could be trusted, to look after Freedert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elliot: I'll be back as soon as I can. While I am gone, look after Freedert.&lt;br /&gt;Kael: Don't worry, leave it to me. I'll protect her, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Kael was madly in love with Freedert. Enough to make him hate his best friend. Kael went to the work of art that had been handed down in the villlage, the Second Hand of Time, believed to be the guardian of time., and made a forbidden wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kael: Please, stop Elliot's time! I know that I'm wrong to ask this, but I don't want Freedert to belong to him! If Elliot dies in battle, I'm sure Freedert will...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elliot took a spear in the back and died in battle. That spear had the shape of a giant second hand. Hearing this, Freedert prayed  to the Second Hand of Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedert:Please give all of my time to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kael never thought that it would lead to the death of his beloved Freedert. When Elliot, back to life because of her wish, returned to the village. he saw a cold gravestone with Freedert's name carved upon it. Elliot went to the Second Hand of Time and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elliot: If it is her light that is giving me life, I return this light to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elliot used the sword that Freedert had given to protect him, and stabbed himself.At the foot of the Second Hand of Time where Elliot fallen, the sword emitted a strange light...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Kael, the Second Hand of Time took control of his time, as he had made a forbidden wish. He continually suffered from regret and despair. Then after writing this story as a way to pass the story down and as a confession, he was finally allowed to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody notices but... Love. Hate. There is magic in people's feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14125828-112041129487513224?l=butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/feeds/112041129487513224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14125828&amp;postID=112041129487513224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112041129487513224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14125828/posts/default/112041129487513224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butthegreatestislove.blogspot.com/2005/07/ice-and-dark-there-were-two-boys-whom.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07020355843670381833</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-14125828.post-112027965765943304</id><published>2005-07-02T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T21:47:37.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have no love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the falmes, but have not love, I gain nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protect, always trust, always hopes, always preseveres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love never fails. but where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where thereis knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a childm i talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now these three remains: faith, hope and love. 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