<?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-7816287898723134459</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:14:55.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Flying HIGH with Jesus</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816287898723134459.post-989484732960844563</id><published>2008-12-16T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T09:25:01.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping</title><content type='html'>I went shopping with MEI YIN today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa, breakthrough sia. We spent ard 1 hour on each floor can! I walked till my legs feel like its going to break into halfs. We were looking for Mei Yin's dress, a dress that she is going to where to her upcoming dinner if I'm not wrong. Its some school event ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I finally bought my demin VEST. woohoo, just need to go get some badges. yeah.. and a dress too. =] =] =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-989484732960844563?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/989484732960844563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=989484732960844563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/989484732960844563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/989484732960844563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/shopping.html' title='Shopping'/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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-7816287898723134459.post-7513806315673971529</id><published>2008-12-13T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T11:27:55.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUQMGGedjZI/AAAAAAAABbw/R-fpYlQx628/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUQMGGedjZI/AAAAAAAABbw/R-fpYlQx628/s320/DSC00034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279357962142190994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is MATT AKA Pretty boy or gu niang. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Picture was quite badly taken. =/ But pls imagine he really can be a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUQMFgSlUQI/AAAAAAAABbo/pa8ReDGLi7w/s1600-h/DSC00035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUQMFgSlUQI/AAAAAAAABbo/pa8ReDGLi7w/s320/DSC00035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279357951891820802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUQMFFHMLWI/AAAAAAAABbg/Gs7YdMuYBRI/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUQMFFHMLWI/AAAAAAAABbg/Gs7YdMuYBRI/s320/DSC00033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279357944596278626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;DISCO BALLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUQMEKxPWSI/AAAAAAAABbQ/Xhog_b_TMHY/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUQMEKxPWSI/AAAAAAAABbQ/Xhog_b_TMHY/s320/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279357928934955298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-7513806315673971529?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7513806315673971529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=7513806315673971529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/7513806315673971529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/7513806315673971529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-matt-aka-pretty-boy-or-gu-niang.html' title=''/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUQMGGedjZI/AAAAAAAABbw/R-fpYlQx628/s72-c/DSC00034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816287898723134459.post-7163629732488417881</id><published>2008-12-13T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T11:19:44.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts =/</title><content type='html'>Random thoughts at 3am. MAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Should I cut bangs?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dunt&lt;/span&gt; really like my fringe in this way now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; I'm getting bored with it already. I wanna to see a new Grace for the year 2009~&lt;br /&gt;2) Wear contacts, maybe even coloured?&lt;br /&gt;So amazed and LOVE how people look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wif&lt;/span&gt; their coloured contacts on. Not those very obvious, its more of those at the side have colour only.&lt;br /&gt;3) make up?&lt;br /&gt;OH MY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A VERY LAZY GIRL OR RATHER A GIRL WHO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DUNT&lt;/span&gt; LIKE TO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;PHYSICALLY&lt;/span&gt; DRESS UP BUT LOVES TO DRESS UP MENTALLY, will all this thoughts turn to reality ever or soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANT IMAGINE, but I love the future. =] Just cant wait I turn 25 years old and stop growing after that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HAHAHHAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-7163629732488417881?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7163629732488417881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=7163629732488417881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/7163629732488417881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/7163629732488417881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts =/'/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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-7816287898723134459.post-5535520459895222822</id><published>2008-12-11T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:59:10.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;The Day Jeremy came to our house unexpectedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFuPOEUA5I/AAAAAAAABa4/3aKmu96bviw/s1600-h/Photo+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFuPOEUA5I/AAAAAAAABa4/3aKmu96bviw/s320/Photo+21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278621446008210322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFuOyyW7oI/AAAAAAAABaw/ARTf9EO-C4s/s1600-h/Photo+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFuOyyW7oI/AAAAAAAABaw/ARTf9EO-C4s/s320/Photo+27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278621438685146754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFuOwaEGcI/AAAAAAAABao/agmkdl2WHz4/s1600-h/Photo+30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFuOwaEGcI/AAAAAAAABao/agmkdl2WHz4/s320/Photo+30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278621438046378434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only normal Photos ever taken tat day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtvqRBlxI/AAAAAAAABag/tRR79J1KrW8/s1600-h/Photo+37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtvqRBlxI/AAAAAAAABag/tRR79J1KrW8/s320/Photo+37.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278620903821907730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double tongues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtvfReERI/AAAAAAAABaY/SKB78W1lsAk/s1600-h/Photo+39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtvfReERI/AAAAAAAABaY/SKB78W1lsAk/s320/Photo+39.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278620900870983954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of hands, we use heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtvJqxT4I/AAAAAAAABaQ/0dxbyXLvCxw/s1600-h/Photo+38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtvJqxT4I/AAAAAAAABaQ/0dxbyXLvCxw/s320/Photo+38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278620895071522690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina: skinny chin&lt;br /&gt;Grace: thick lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtunSmoFI/AAAAAAAABaI/AIIrEFNuhjA/s1600-h/Photo+40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtunSmoFI/AAAAAAAABaI/AIIrEFNuhjA/s320/Photo+40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278620885843353682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtuv4z9uI/AAAAAAAABaA/w9G9aQZAxTA/s1600-h/Photo+41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtuv4z9uI/AAAAAAAABaA/w9G9aQZAxTA/s320/Photo+41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278620888151095010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina: "LOOK MY ARMS ARE BIG AND MUSCULAR"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtaF5IvgI/AAAAAAAABZ4/w1Sltx694m0/s1600-h/Photo+42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtaF5IvgI/AAAAAAAABZ4/w1Sltx694m0/s320/Photo+42.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278620533280783874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtaAtEGmI/AAAAAAAABZw/46PjPSryKFE/s1600-h/Photo+43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtaAtEGmI/AAAAAAAABZw/46PjPSryKFE/s320/Photo+43.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278620531887970914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt;: "I look like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;byron&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtZ-cfIFI/AAAAAAAABZo/TNVjIPaIm_k/s1600-h/Photo+44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtZ-cfIFI/AAAAAAAABZo/TNVjIPaIm_k/s320/Photo+44.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278620531281567826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtZwL9W7I/AAAAAAAABZg/PCZQ98hDIMU/s1600-h/Photo+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtZwL9W7I/AAAAAAAABZg/PCZQ98hDIMU/s320/Photo+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278620527454149554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Angleyn&lt;/span&gt;: Big arms with small head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtZckOKpI/AAAAAAAABZY/JamSC6zkGaM/s1600-h/Photo+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFtZckOKpI/AAAAAAAABZY/JamSC6zkGaM/s320/Photo+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278620522187205266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsyFi-9QI/AAAAAAAABZQ/9wOFlkMdDwk/s1600-h/Photo+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsyFi-9QI/AAAAAAAABZQ/9wOFlkMdDwk/s320/Photo+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278619845993100546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsyALfG5I/AAAAAAAABZI/YByUm-h79cc/s1600-h/Photo+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsyALfG5I/AAAAAAAABZI/YByUm-h79cc/s320/Photo+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278619844552366994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsxyiYqPI/AAAAAAAABZA/Z805yNRJfYs/s1600-h/Photo+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsxyiYqPI/AAAAAAAABZA/Z805yNRJfYs/s320/Photo+113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278619840890317042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsx3xQd2I/AAAAAAAABY4/S1yuRhN00tQ/s1600-h/Photo+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsx3xQd2I/AAAAAAAABY4/S1yuRhN00tQ/s320/Photo+115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278619842294871906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fang xia thought i had a new hair cut. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsxje9zrI/AAAAAAAABYw/0x6QZcH5dQ8/s1600-h/Photo+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsxje9zrI/AAAAAAAABYw/0x6QZcH5dQ8/s320/Photo+116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278619836849442482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have red coloured teeth. woohoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsfxyovFI/AAAAAAAABYo/u7TlhP_Xf-Q/s1600-h/Photo+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsfxyovFI/AAAAAAAABYo/u7TlhP_Xf-Q/s320/Photo+117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278619531452398674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsfpdmOTI/AAAAAAAABYg/iI4_91HLZHw/s1600-h/Photo+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsfpdmOTI/AAAAAAAABYg/iI4_91HLZHw/s320/Photo+120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278619529216670002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina: " YOU LOOK SCARY!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsftxpwDI/AAAAAAAABYY/NvgojvLcfAw/s1600-h/Photo+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsftxpwDI/AAAAAAAABYY/NvgojvLcfAw/s320/Photo+121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278619530374529074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunties in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsfbzZLOI/AAAAAAAABYQ/WOJvJX0WgQ4/s1600-h/Photo+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsfbzZLOI/AAAAAAAABYQ/WOJvJX0WgQ4/s320/Photo+122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278619525549993186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsfd3hZFI/AAAAAAAABYI/AcvOA5dSUQw/s1600-h/Photo+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFsfd3hZFI/AAAAAAAABYI/AcvOA5dSUQw/s320/Photo+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278619526104179794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is turning round and round not my head.&lt;br /&gt;,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFrMDhD3kI/AAAAAAAABYA/Obrb-nbDgtg/s1600-h/Photo+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFrMDhD3kI/AAAAAAAABYA/Obrb-nbDgtg/s320/Photo+152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278618093101506114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFrL5Go_WI/AAAAAAAABX4/rZ3MapgH7D8/s1600-h/Photo+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFrL5Go_WI/AAAAAAAABX4/rZ3MapgH7D8/s320/Photo+151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278618090306338146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My coolest grandma on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFrLs-IqXI/AAAAAAAABXw/8tCVPT6q7kY/s1600-h/Photo+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFrLs-IqXI/AAAAAAAABXw/8tCVPT6q7kY/s320/Photo+162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278618087049439602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMT (A) Training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I just finished it last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt; 10 December. It was a 2 days and 1 night training. Woo, it really make me stretch and struggle during each seminal. My eyes closes without knowing it but I kept forcing myself to be awake and thoughts of the flesh is weak but the spirit is willing. After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pst&lt;/span&gt; How preached about building strong spirit man, I really felt the confusing kind of feeling like, you are very tired but at the same time very awaking. Yup, that feeling is weird but is good! =] I;m really glad i finished the training but i still have to wait till this coming &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; whether I'm graduated. But i heard it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wunt&lt;/span&gt; be as easy as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;BMT&lt;/span&gt; (A). OH my, I hope i can graduate man!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-5535520459895222822?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5535520459895222822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=5535520459895222822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/5535520459895222822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/5535520459895222822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/photos-again.html' title='Photos again'/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SUFuPOEUA5I/AAAAAAAABa4/3aKmu96bviw/s72-c/Photo+21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816287898723134459.post-2751338854318244810</id><published>2008-11-09T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:12:55.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Playing wif TINA's new Mac. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan a new laptop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SSpSl0JaJfI/AAAAAAAABW4/-SO4CKq3B_U/s1600-h/Photo+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SSpSl0JaJfI/AAAAAAAABW4/-SO4CKq3B_U/s200/Photo+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272117123397330418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SSpR0xvtlJI/AAAAAAAABWw/nFUSwBHc_Vs/s1600-h/Photo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SSpR0xvtlJI/AAAAAAAABWw/nFUSwBHc_Vs/s200/Photo+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272116280939091090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SSpR0R7cgcI/AAAAAAAABWo/iXlS2y8eLpw/s1600-h/Photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SSpR0R7cgcI/AAAAAAAABWo/iXlS2y8eLpw/s200/Photo+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272116272398369218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SSpR0JxOr6I/AAAAAAAABWg/hqpzZUBbGZM/s1600-h/Photo+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SSpR0JxOr6I/AAAAAAAABWg/hqpzZUBbGZM/s200/Photo+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272116270208036770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SSpRzwUiFaI/AAAAAAAABWY/E8IkwzfEANA/s1600-h/Photo+1_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SSpRzwUiFaI/AAAAAAAABWY/E8IkwzfEANA/s200/Photo+1_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272116263376786850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At cine, before watching some RETARDED movie. Super waste of money and time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SSpRzlEAxdI/AAAAAAAABWQ/KHOyophyo2c/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SSpRzlEAxdI/AAAAAAAABWQ/KHOyophyo2c/s200/DSC00043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272116260354704850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SRfL9kOg2DI/AAAAAAAABVY/F3QemQ1dv4k/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266902547790092338" style="width: 150px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SRfL9kOg2DI/AAAAAAAABVY/F3QemQ1dv4k/s200/DSC00041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love WINX club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Having usher duty.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SRfL9L7waqI/AAAAAAAABVI/mtk3H6Uyp4U/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266902541268970146" style="width: 150px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SRfL9L7waqI/AAAAAAAABVI/mtk3H6Uyp4U/s200/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOME RANDOM PHOTOS BY WEI HONG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SRfL8oQVgUI/AAAAAAAABVA/J01vhENoumo/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266902531691610434" style="width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SRfL8oQVgUI/AAAAAAAABVA/J01vhENoumo/s200/DSC00036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SRfL8LEhzLI/AAAAAAAABU4/dMvi0vW1whM/s1600-h/DSC00035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266902523857456306" style="width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SRfL8LEhzLI/AAAAAAAABU4/dMvi0vW1whM/s200/DSC00035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fang xia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SRfLLonVgeI/AAAAAAAABUw/-ysNkwGks1I/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266901689974489570" style="width: 150px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SRfLLonVgeI/AAAAAAAABUw/-ysNkwGks1I/s200/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DONT BULLY ME, I'M MUSCLE LADY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7816287898723134459-2751338854318244810?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2751338854318244810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=2751338854318244810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/2751338854318244810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/2751338854318244810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/11/photos.html' title='Photos.'/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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/_IKF-Tdiq6AI/SSpSl0JaJfI/AAAAAAAABW4/-SO4CKq3B_U/s72-c/Photo+9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816287898723134459.post-5989541402551952706</id><published>2008-09-17T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:46:12.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SUDDEN AND RANDOM THOUGHT worth thinking, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the people around my age, we still have pocket money from our parents. if there is not enough money, we will ask for MORE. this lead us to spend money like no one business but atleast abit of control, not that kind like one wk can spent 1000 over dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically the sudden and random thought was actually, since we are using our parents money and we spend w/o feeling the pinch. however, as we grow up as we start working, the money we will be using will be our wages. Do you think will we still spend as much as now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will your pinch rule over your used lifestlye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, do u get wat i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant imagine, spending lesser! =x and i cant imagine just eating kopitiam food everything. horrible, i got an expensive appetite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-5989541402551952706?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5989541402551952706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=5989541402551952706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/5989541402551952706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/5989541402551952706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/sudden-and-random-thought-worth.html' title=''/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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-7816287898723134459.post-7623044042636567510</id><published>2008-09-15T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T11:55:11.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>two person. just two. felt disappointed maybe cheated? i dunt know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ___ anyway, since everyone will forget when there is new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i still have one still loving me tht much and hope its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just me. I have no idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-7623044042636567510?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7623044042636567510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=7623044042636567510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/7623044042636567510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/7623044042636567510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/two-person.html' title=''/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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-7816287898723134459.post-3618277105584149818</id><published>2008-09-11T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T11:15:17.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Love is subjective"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe thats the reason why I dunt noe why I love Jesus. or maybe there is so many reasons that i cant recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream that one day i can be like my leaders and pastors. Spirit man within them so strong, able to fully depend on God, hearing the holy spirit talk to them so easily, knowing God's words fingertips, increasing capacity. They are really my role models. They inspire me to be on of them tooo. I got to have the "WHY NOT?" and "WHAT IF" attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i cant have that attitude only but also with hard work. nothing comes down or happen if you are not hard working. God only bless people who are hard working. =] So motivate yourself as you know God will reward you with big things when you are faithfully doing the small things you are suppose to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to get my life back in track again, the pass two wks i haven been planning my timetable well. So everything seems to be undone and messy. Guess its like a low period. QT is impt, to my conclusion without regularly QT = my life gets messy and I can feel I getting further away from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Draw closer to God and He will draw closer to you." [ I got to keep this in mind ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood was quite low ytd, guess i was emo`ing. But today i learned that the reason why i was emo because I'm driven by emotions not by spirit man. I got to change this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking the journey wif God might be tough but i know its for my good. It's journey to becoming a better person in and out like Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All christians are sinners but wat make christians different from the worldly people is that when christians sins that make an effort to confess to Jesus and repent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many thoughts... occurs by just listening to one worship song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opportunities. that sermon that pst how preached last wk, made me think alot. while he was preaching, i cant help but recalling what happen from now all the way to the first time i stepped HOGC and recommit ed my life back to Jesus. I really had alot of opportunities and I thank God for not letting me screwing it up. Deep inside, i'm afraid that the reason of me working hard to take more responsibilities in church will be a wrong one. So every now and then i prayed to God that dunt let me take up those positions if i want those positions because i wan to prove others that i can basically with a wrong heart intention. its like praying to God that his will is done not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People out there persecutes on fire christians and i dunt know why. Maybe they dunt noe the reasons why we are on fire for Jesus that we sacrifice everything for Him. For me, why i'm on fire for jesus because i had my own convictions and encounters with God. plus, the peace He gives me every time i worship him. I JUST LOVE IT and i will treasure it. I dunt want to backslide because i cant imagine living life properly without Him beside me. I need someone to lean on. We treated Christianity like a love relationship with Jesus is not just a religious. SO yeah, his our lover. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know at times i cant control myself, but i trying my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Those things can happen later, it better to wait then rushing it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-3618277105584149818?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3618277105584149818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=3618277105584149818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/3618277105584149818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/3618277105584149818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-is-subjective-maybe-thats-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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-7816287898723134459.post-7880134791195219258</id><published>2008-09-05T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T11:42:01.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SLKJDHFLSJDFSLKJDNFLSKDNF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JKSDFHNFJFNFJHFJ =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-7880134791195219258?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7880134791195219258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=7880134791195219258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/7880134791195219258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/7880134791195219258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/slkjdhflsjdfslkjdnflskdnf.html' title=''/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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-7816287898723134459.post-5805054974631836703</id><published>2008-08-29T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T11:03:47.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AH! AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excited? nervous? confidence? not confidence? all this emotions are shooting right up to the climax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in charge in the chalet planning. OHMY. DEAR Lord, I pray that you will give me the strength. AND drop crazy and creative ideas for the programmes during the chalet. that everything thats going to happen there, it happens for a purpose. EV EV EV. =] and that your presence will fill up the whole chalet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven finish designing the card! how??!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever think what will happen in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited about:&lt;br /&gt;1) the church growing to almost 30,000&lt;br /&gt;2) the new building that our church going to be located permantly&lt;br /&gt;3) the leaders in the church will have mass weddings together&lt;br /&gt;4) siblings getting old!!! =x&lt;br /&gt;5) what is my life going to be like when i turn 30 years old&lt;br /&gt;6) the level of my spiritual walk with God&lt;br /&gt;7) everything and anything!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i freaked out when i heard this story from my mom's fren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her daughter who is 29 years old this year is still single and still whining with her DAD. oh mymymymy. can u imagine, when you are 30 years old you had a boyfriend. then at 40 years old you get married. then at 50 years old you gave birth to a child. AH, so scary!!!! lol. crazy me.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess this is the Singapore culture. carrier first.. den family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;roar!!!!!!! gently in the inside yet strong on the outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-5805054974631836703?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5805054974631836703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=5805054974631836703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/5805054974631836703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/5805054974631836703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/08/ah-ah-excited-nervous-confidence-not.html' title=''/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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-7816287898723134459.post-8789957865102105848</id><published>2008-08-27T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:26:01.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to eat mac with CHRISTIAN at 3am this morning!! Woohoo, thanks to her i was able to eat my McWing that morning. HAHA. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SEE, CHIWEN. GRACE CAN EAT, SHE JUST CANT STOP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-8789957865102105848?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8789957865102105848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=8789957865102105848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/8789957865102105848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/8789957865102105848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-went-to-eat-mac-with-christian-at-3am.html' title=''/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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-7816287898723134459.post-3880700784102847602</id><published>2008-08-26T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T11:00:57.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 2am now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I want to eat McWings now. =[ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad dunt want to accomapny go mac! how how? i'm HUNgRy. craving for for for for mac!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-3880700784102847602?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3880700784102847602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=3880700784102847602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/3880700784102847602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/3880700784102847602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-2am-now-i-want-to-eat-mcwings-now.html' title=''/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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-7816287898723134459.post-6381397549183098815</id><published>2008-08-26T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T02:06:19.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holidays started but I'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my last small small submission. however, when i wen to sch my classmates did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of designing and everything like whole package. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; really have, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; i thought we just have to write it out just a normal normal journal book. BUT I WAS WRONG. anyway, i handed in already cant do much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been having some marathon drama. staying home. i think i getting Fatter and lazy already. Bad bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days that are like happening for me is during the weekends. YEAH, ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-6381397549183098815?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6381397549183098815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=6381397549183098815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/6381397549183098815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/6381397549183098815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/08/holidays-started-but-im-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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-7816287898723134459.post-4786578271294627093</id><published>2008-08-15T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:21:49.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHERE WAS I?</title><content type='html'>HI peeps! I miss meeting my sec PEEPS and darlings. I LOVE YOU GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant really remember when was the last time i blogged. like seriously typing out whats going on in my life. I WAS TOO FREAKING BUSY. however, someone say its a MUST to blog, so that she can read what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; up to this days. so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; trying to get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bloggy&lt;/span&gt; mood back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start with the things i started doing ever since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;june&lt;/span&gt; started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) cafe duty! in church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was clean up clean up for every weekday duty i did, but now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; doing it from 4-8 latest 8.30. this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;time slot&lt;/span&gt; means I HAVE to SERVE the people. I do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;freak out&lt;/span&gt; when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; there is someone wants to buy a drink or food, i felt SHY suddenly. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. i prefer doing duty with lots of crew people, its so much more fun. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAFE, a place to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;distress&lt;/span&gt;! eat all the fattening food, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ECLAIR&lt;/span&gt;, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;favourite&lt;/span&gt; dessert and chocolate muffin my favourite food  to keep me full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going through cafe training where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going to be taught on how to do all those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;frappie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;smoothiee&lt;/span&gt; drinks. and i promised fang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;xia&lt;/span&gt; that i will make one for her after i had that training. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ru&lt;/span&gt;, who is the in-charge of cafe ministry said there will be only selected people who can learn how to use the coffee machine. I WANT TO LEARN but then i already know how to make shots. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;smartieee&lt;/span&gt; girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)ROY asked me to be a treasurer in our cg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ohmymymymy&lt;/span&gt;. i guess next time you will see me, GRACE carrying a calculator wherever she goes. BECAUSE it was a very very long time ever since i did mental calculations, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; getting old and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;laggy&lt;/span&gt;. =x it was quite a weird post for me, because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; quite shocked that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;roy&lt;/span&gt; wants me to do counting counting role. BUT, maybe through this i can be a mini accountants. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. i actually wanted to study &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;accountants&lt;/span&gt; but my marks were too MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Project submission DOWN DOWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, 15 august the day my last freaking big big big submission for the semester! so its over now! i slept at 5am for straight 3 days. not mention the many many 3 am - 4 am ones. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so glad that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; still wearing spec because it helps me to cover my eye bags. i look so freaking shagged without it can! how can wear contact &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;lens&lt;/span&gt;, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;dunt&lt;/span&gt; ask me to wear even I WANT but I CANT. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not that sad. SO MA FAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; really manage to submit everything. I started earlier than fang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;xia&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;cally&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; still not able to finish. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;. I'm proud to say = &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;GRACE's&lt;/span&gt; workmanship has improve! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck care`&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; it over! OVER, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; the word. i just have to try a little more harder next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)DESIGNING IN CHURCH. being a graphic designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, you see it! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;graphic&lt;/span&gt; designer. I'm freaking out, so afraid that my design &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt; nice or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;wateva&lt;/span&gt;. BUT i got great leaders and friends to help me on how to improve it. i done the zone c bookmark and zone c and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;b's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt; pic for an event. it turned out to be GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up to design cards for people who are studying. giving them LOVE and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;ENCOURAGEMENT&lt;/span&gt;. so people please feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;superly&lt;/span&gt; LOVED when u see my next up coming card okay. =] still haven start, but will start soon. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i starting to love graphic design. so much more fun! CS2 is my tool to show my creative to others. i always tell myself that designing is good and that God will and can drop ideas to me because He is the one that created us to be CREATIVE. so yeah, people let &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; imagination to flow with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;anointing&lt;/span&gt; of God. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)SKATES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a freaking new skates and it cost a freaking 470!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;opps&lt;/span&gt;. =x used my mom's money. FELT GUILTY. so with the new blades, i should be practising more on my slides but every training i went, i played touch ruby on blade with the guys instead. LOVE TOUCH RUBY. even though i cant blade that fast and i will freak out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; i get the ball, the guys still let me play with them. SO basically usually my role is to tap people can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; glad that they still include me in the game even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not a good fast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;blader&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;djmax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this a freaking addictive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt; game. I have been playing it every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;mrt&lt;/span&gt; rides. WHAT pisses me of that, was this person call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;KOH&lt;/span&gt; WEI &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;HONG&lt;/span&gt;. always call me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt; and ask me to play. he just wanna prove that he better than me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what i felt. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. he is a irritating person. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;FULLSTOP&lt;/span&gt;. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)FLY HIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days passes, months passed ever since I joined &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;HOGC&lt;/span&gt;. DO u see a change in me?!?!? if u do tell me, i would LOVE to know. =] what i noticed about myself that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;eveyday&lt;/span&gt; i will think of HIM, not like in the previous years of  my life, where i only thought of HIM when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; in trouble or in need of help. yup, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; glad with myself. next thing up to faithfully do my QT. I'm really flying high, I know God has made me fly super high. I'm doing more in church and going to church more than once a week. YEAH. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; SHOCKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROW grace GROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP next my life EVENT&lt;br /&gt;1)DAD is coming home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is coming back! this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;tues&lt;/span&gt;, our family misses him but what i missed most is shopping. whenever he is back he will give us money to go SHOP SHOP. so bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;rit&lt;/span&gt;, but i do miss him LOTS okay. someone can testify it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA LEARN DANCING AGAIN. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking of joining the church's dance ministry. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80"&gt;dunt&lt;/span&gt; think anyone thought that i can DANCE. if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not wrong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82"&gt;chiwen&lt;/span&gt; said she can imagine me dance. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; funny and weird. As, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; i tell people that i was from dancing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85"&gt;cca&lt;/span&gt; in my secondary school days they were quite shocked. DANCE DANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)DREAMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. I want to help and join the team in church to help changing other's people life. Giving them an alternative &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_86"&gt;lifestyle&lt;/span&gt;. A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_87"&gt;lifestyle&lt;/span&gt; that is radical for God. =] because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_88"&gt;HOGC&lt;/span&gt; people live a life for others not I. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_89"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what God wants us to do to save the lost souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS, my friends i would love to see you guys joining me. Running the race with God, with the fire burning strong. I would not give up! for God is my strength my refugee. 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_90"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; dimension, I SEE YOU GUYS beside me worshipping GOD beside me. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank God for giving me the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_91"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; to build this church with my leaders and pastor. =] I LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it folks. HAHA, pray tat i will continue blooggging. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-4786578271294627093?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4786578271294627093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=4786578271294627093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/4786578271294627093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/4786578271294627093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-was-i.html' title='WHERE WAS I?'/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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-7816287898723134459.post-2599547855588416387</id><published>2008-06-13T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T10:49:04.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MOTIVATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church for inte. meeting with my cg, and roy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of meeting Roy talked to me because he sense that I was not okay. He said I look lost and tired. YEAh, he is right. Because many thought wen through in my head. We were talking about the new structure in our zone. basically our cg needs a cg admin, and roy asked who wants to be everyone looked at me, deep inside i really wan to take up the position but at the back of mind I knew and was afraid that I cant able to cope it when sch started so i decided to keep quiet and just allow someone else to take up that position. after that, many thoughts of not able to meet up standard this and that. so thats why i look lost and unhappy like roy said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, everything change after roy talk to me and encouraging me.&lt;br /&gt;basically in short, I have to draw closer to God so that He will draw closer to me. From there, I can saved up a reservoir rather than just depending a swimming pool of water now. charleston and other leaders in church can do so many things because they have reservoir where their get theri divine engery and strength from God. next is things will get into place good and fast, thus i dunt need to be afraid that i will not able to meet the standard in the end of the day. overall, i have to enjoy this walk , the walk with God! plus, when i have the anointing from God, things i need to spent on doing will be much lesser thus leading me to have more time to do more things in church and for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAY for more anointing from God, that everything i touched i know it will successful. and every where i go the lost souls can feel the presence of God through me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know why God wants us to bless others. Because God can bless directly through us but the lost should cant because they have not receive God in their hearts. So God uses us as a medium to bless them. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-2599547855588416387?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2599547855588416387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=2599547855588416387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/2599547855588416387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/2599547855588416387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/06/motivation-went-to-church-for-inte.html' title=''/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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-7816287898723134459.post-7356286345726251771</id><published>2008-06-10T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T10:37:38.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some dumb dumb quiz. HAHA.</title><content type='html'>THIS YIN &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SMSed&lt;/span&gt; ME AND ASK ME TO DO THIS QUIZ FOR HER. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dunt&lt;/span&gt; know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 If my loved ones betrayed me, what will your first reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;PRAY TO GOD, and God will His own judgement with him/her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Coz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;revenge&lt;/span&gt; means only death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Be a successful interior designer and better still get to design for my church layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 what will your dream wedding be like?&lt;br /&gt;to dance under the rain with my husband after the wedding ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, but I do have faith with God that everything is going to be GREAT and EXCITING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 whats your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;Someone who knows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;, to make sure he is not in any bad habits. if not i will SUFFER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone.&lt;br /&gt;being loved someone, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; He did it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7how long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;as long as i can, till God stops me and let me meet someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 if the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;treat him as my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;eyecandy&lt;/span&gt;. just LOOK. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;br /&gt;I HAVEN MET MY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LAOGONG&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;QUECK&lt;/span&gt; YIN. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 are you in love or being loved now?&lt;br /&gt;YES, with God. =] peace flows in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11 would you dare to confess your love for someone?&lt;br /&gt;NO. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, seems scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 who are currently the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;impt&lt;/span&gt; people to you?&lt;br /&gt;MOST? countless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13 who is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mei&lt;/span&gt; yin?&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE WHO is supper bubbly and duper loud! jumper and screamer. SHE IS MY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;BESTY&lt;/span&gt;. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14 would you rather be single &amp;amp; rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;married but poor. because money can be earned, relationship and feelings cant be forced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15 what the first thing you do every morning?&lt;br /&gt;another 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; and another, on bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16 would you give your all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;yes, but still put my God and family first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17 if you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;the one who loved me more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18 who is grace's favorite type of friends?&lt;br /&gt;fun loving trustworthy caring helpful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19 what type of friends do you dislike?&lt;br /&gt;if i dislike them, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;wunt&lt;/span&gt; even "label" them as my friends. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#20 what would you name your children in future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; too early to think, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; just 18teen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-7356286345726251771?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7356286345726251771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=7356286345726251771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/7356286345726251771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/7356286345726251771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-dumb-dumb-quiz-haha.html' title='some dumb dumb quiz. HAHA.'/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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-7816287898723134459.post-4720661966113717012</id><published>2008-06-10T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T10:00:38.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT are you guys busying with?</title><content type='html'>1) busy slacking since is holiday?&lt;br /&gt;2) busy working so that you can buy your next big gadget&lt;br /&gt;3)busy playing any electronic game?&lt;br /&gt;4)busy finish all your favourite drama series?&lt;br /&gt;5)busy hanging out with friends?&lt;br /&gt;6)busy doing things for God?&lt;br /&gt;7) busy studying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list can still keep going on and on, because holiday are here. Time is all you have, but spent it wisely as you can never turn the clock again. Remembering one of the sermon, pastor said that everything you do is actually exchanging with time. For example, you exchange your time to watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;. Plus, in the working world money is equally to time and time is equally to money. so in conclusion, you are actually giving away money to watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;. SO NOTHING REALLY COMES FOR FREE in this world. So move your body and use your time correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy with my church stuff. I really want to spiral break that wall and move on to the next level. No human being likes to stay on the same level for so long. I GOT TO GROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song dedicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i wanna grow, i wanna grow grow" (the milk advertisement!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bible is my milk and prayer is my vitamins! and not forgetting the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;impt&lt;/span&gt; ingredient is FAITH. without Faith, you cant please God at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have faith that my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;spiritual&lt;/span&gt; ears will burst open for me to hear God's words so clearly, will come to a pass. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-4720661966113717012?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4720661966113717012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=4720661966113717012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/4720661966113717012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/4720661966113717012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-are-you-guys-busying-with.html' title='WHAT are you guys busying with?'/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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-7816287898723134459.post-2626828501122977680</id><published>2008-06-06T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T10:32:23.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writting my posts in a more formal tone so that I can learn my mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my lectures and leader found that, the tone I was using was too informal for a presentation or some serious message.&lt;br /&gt;However, I need some time to change my old habit. Please, forgive me or correct me if I have typed any errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 of June.&lt;br /&gt;Before the school holidays, I was busy doing my project stuffs. I tried to finish something or the least did something each day, so that I can go for church &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;svc&lt;/span&gt; without worrying that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wunt&lt;/span&gt; be able to meet the deadlines. This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mentality&lt;/span&gt; had given me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;motivation&lt;/span&gt; to WORK and not slack that much. It did help &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;, however I spent too much time on blading too that I had even less time to do my work. I had learn my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lesson&lt;/span&gt; already, I SHALL NOT PLAY AND SLACK too much when my deadlines are near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In church, I'm starting to serve more than ever! In the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;previous&lt;/span&gt; churches I attended before, the only time you will see me in the church was like once every wk. But now, the least time I go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HOGC&lt;/span&gt; is twice! I had fun and I felt that I finally had some purpose in live and wasting my time was not really in my vocab anymore. I push myself by not allowing myself to waste my time just staring in space or even slack the whole day. So, motivate yourself fast and soon it will become a habit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-2626828501122977680?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2626828501122977680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=2626828501122977680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/2626828501122977680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/2626828501122977680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/06/hi-im-trying-to-write-my-post-in-more.html' title=''/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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-7816287898723134459.post-5389679989268510259</id><published>2008-03-22T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T09:04:18.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EASTER wk in HOGC</title><content type='html'>carnival was like going on in HOGC, we had pizza, garlic bread, nacho &amp;amp; cheese and sausages for sale. board games were rented outs. there was photo booth, pool table, ice hockey game, arcade games. HAHA, like mini entertainment center!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was doing cafe duty today, my very first duty.&lt;br /&gt;had to stir cheese and serve the nacho chips and cheese to the costomer. basically everything i did during the duty was with CHEESE! It was super HOT at the al fresco area and my tummy was playing drums. so while pouring the cheese onto the tray, my mind was like "YUMMY".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION people, my house's not my block has no water! because the water pipe BRUST. can u imagine living without any water coming out from your tap and when you need water you had to collect it from the outside tap!! so inconvience. but I thank God that it was not wires broke down or wat which will causes my house to have no electricity! i'm a girl who uses lots and lots of electricity everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WOULD LOVE TO TAKE LOTS OF PICTURES AGAIN AND BLOG IT. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-5389679989268510259?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5389679989268510259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=5389679989268510259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/5389679989268510259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/5389679989268510259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-wk-in-hogc.html' title='EASTER wk in HOGC'/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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-7816287898723134459.post-8579730377444530797</id><published>2008-03-21T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T09:04:46.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A WHOLE NEW LIFE.</title><content type='html'>Yup, a whole new life being single and recommitting my life to God once again. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816287898723134459-8579730377444530797?l=lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8579730377444530797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816287898723134459&amp;postID=8579730377444530797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/8579730377444530797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816287898723134459/posts/default/8579730377444530797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingbutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/03/whole-new-life.html' title='A WHOLE NEW LIFE.'/><author><name>=| graciie |=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17624173503546562416</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>
