<?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-5354740</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:13:30.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZhiLiang</title><subtitle type='html'>La Resistance Lives On</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106786853903396324</id><published>2003-11-03T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T22:09:53.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well... yep pple... the rumours are true... the words that keeping flying around and aunties gossiping behind my back... im going to testify... im going to declare.... im not going to hide anymore...im going to stand up in front of everybody and with the courage to say... tat... i..... am closing down this blog... yep .. killed without mercy,,, now why would i wan to destroy such a cool blog? i hav no idea myself... hang around and read the old post if u wan... i have moved.... literally to a new site... and please, dont even attempt to search for it... if u wan just ask and maybe, just maybe i might give u the link... i find it pointless for pple to read my blog, if they are concern enuff know wats going on in my life, they shuld ask me personally and not tru some crap electronic dumb webby or wateva... soo folks... tats it... really...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106786853903396324?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106786853903396324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106786853903396324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106786853903396324' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106734726163111518</id><published>2003-10-28T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T21:21:00.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is going to be a long post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems to be a long time... from the day i stepped into vjc... 10 months had passed... and my workload till now has never change... its still work work and more work... and yet much more waiting to come... why do i write on? i hav no idea... it seems to be a way for escape between just sleeping and working.... school church cca... one is enough to suffocate, 2 more than enough to kill and 3... dun wan to think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has turned into another twist... more and more probs.. more and more decision to make... i beed pushing them awae... but i guess its time to resolve them... the question is how? such decision are not meant for 17 year old studs like me... some probs were like those in the TVs... decisions decisions decisions.. going into the unknown... and the unknown scares me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are some things which we cant control... i agree... how i wish i could just wish my prob away... how i wish they by screaming out 'go awae' they would go awae... how i hope that by fazing my so ordered life style i would be able to fadez my feelings.... how i wonder why do i even wish or hope for these impossible things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so full of cross roads... so many decisions to make... so many paths to choose.. so many pros and cons to consider... Glad to hav God as my guide... but wats the use if the guide is but a light hidden under heavy fog? wat use is the guide if i cant see it clearly... some say follow by faith... im still not sure.. is my faith weak? where do i go from here? i need some CLEAR indications... maybe theres a neon sign big and bright above the road that im suppose to go... maybe just tat im so distracted by earthly things that i kept my head down... focus... thats wat im lacking... faith... thats wat i need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life have been a torture... ever since i found out and discovered somethings that should be remain in doubt... ever since im clear of my feelings, i stop being myself... i hate wearing a face.... i hate hidding and putting up a false pretence... i hate being always happy... as if nuthing would put me down... but now im frustrated... pissed off... by a lot of issues... sometimes i wonder how long can i put up a 'i dun care' attitude when i actually DO care... how i wish i can do wat i preach... to let things go... how i wish tat was even possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i hid too much... much of my feelings went unsaid... much of them were bottled inside... maybe i might explode and spill it all out... maybe not... but 1 thing for sure... its affecting me... adversely... and much more damage to my heart and soul than i imagine it ever will... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So forget it... im still going to 'act' happy... lucky for me, i dun get bog down by unhappy stuffs for too long... a fews hours or fews weeks at most... maybe... then again.. maybe not...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106734726163111518?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106734726163111518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106734726163111518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106734726163111518' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106726610553641591</id><published>2003-10-27T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T22:48:24.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrite... heh.... todae quite ok lah.. lots of things happened = mixed feelings... but shal record the happy ones!! YAY... todae pract damn shiok!!! played HOBBITS!! haha.. chao nice... all my high notes are BACK ON FORM!!! finally like after 10 mnths?... hehe... hope now can start to fine tuned them and go for higher ones... haha... then low notes YAY... just 3 more to pedal C... if i can attain that low-ness i can play 4 octaves le!!! THATS FOUR AND ITS A LOT... hehe.... well.. tats it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106726610553641591?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106726610553641591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106726610553641591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106726610553641591' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106708164107957139</id><published>2003-10-25T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T19:34:00.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrite... woke up at 5 this morning.. grr... why so early? cuz must catch early bus go ECP see sun rise... gee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo end up at beach 6:30 im the morning.. and guess wat? huge column of cloud so cant see the sun at all... onli manage to watch the sky turns blue.. bah... ohh well... can always try again some other time... grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had band prac .. quite plain and boring... ok very plain and boring... sianz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then hav this stupid talk... sooo stupid... rather go sentosa!!! bah.. WAT A WASTE... but ok lah.. morning went beach le.. haha so feeling not soo bad... haiz.... well so tats it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106708164107957139?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106708164107957139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106708164107957139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106708164107957139' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106695886366353707</id><published>2003-10-24T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T09:27:43.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chao boring now... great opportunity to test my crapping skills again.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet all those pple out there would be wondering 'how in the world does he manage to do all that? all the crapping seems infinite... seems boundless.... how i wish i were half as good as him in crapping...' while.. wish no more! for heres the ultimate guide to crapping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crapping is like wrinting an essay... and yet its also unlike an essay... wat makes it seem like an essay is the organisation of letters and spacing and like dots like this  .   that makes it look like any normal essay by a 17 yr old stud.. so wats the main difference? the main difference is the contend! the contend pple... in crap, there is no contend at all.. unless u count crap as some cintend.. then yar... else.. forget about planning... as the saying goes, if u fail to plan u plan to fail... crapping is as good as writing a failing essay.... or near there.. so rule number 1... never ever plan ur craps... then u would ask urself 'without planning how can i juice out sooo much crap?' while.. the tip is to keep on writing... wat comes to ur mind u write.. even thou its totally repetitive like this one, just write... let ur mind go blank and let the more prominent images rule ur head and let ur head rule ur fingers which will cuz ur fingers to either dance across paper or flying around a keyboard.. so yar... write... then u would be thinking, 'hey but all ur crap do has some sort of a central topic? Then how did u do it without crapping?' while that derives from the very first rule... as u keep on writing crap... ie essay of null contend.... the more u write, the more words there are on paper or on the computer screen... while just keep on writing.. for a topic will soon emerge fro, all those brainless crap that u hav just written... when u discovered a topic amoing ur crap (which is highly difficult for newbies) then just name it and go along with tat topic and just let ur crap flow once more... and really.. this long passage which u hav been reading from then till now has been done without planning nor brainstorming.. its just a long passage with words 1 by 1 thought out and typed on the sport at the author's home as he feeling totally bored now.. talk abt being bored... 'whos this bo liao guy anyway' you might be wondering... wjile his here to teach abt crapping... haha.. so crap awae! so now u hav the knoledge of crapping... since knowledge is power... u hav the power to crapping!!! may the FORCE be with u... always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tats it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106695886366353707?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106695886366353707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106695886366353707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106695886366353707' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106688814410432120</id><published>2003-10-23T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T13:49:03.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese Sux!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... other than stripping awae our periods of GP and PE.. obviously our teacher thought its just not enough... Thus she transmutated physic practical into chinese lesson also.. thats like having an extra of 6 periods of chinese each week.. in addition of our usual 5 periods... tats makes a total of ELEVEN FREAKING PERIODS OF CHINESE!... Damn it... well on the high note.. tats equivilent to 11 periods of sleep.. haha... but is not always successful.. nearly always get caught.. so stupid... sit first row also can get caught... teacher too effective le... Then somemore got all those chen yu ah.. su yu tests... all tests tests till i teh teh... Still got more homework.. enuff to stack higher than mount everest le.. bah... can fill up the spaces in grand canyon.. got compo, 2 excercise book plus other craps.. gee.. whenever can i finish them siaz? maybe onli when man colonize mars or something.. wah... stupid chinese... stupid Singapore edu system... bah.. (bear with me.. i just wan to rant somewhere).. WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH... (k tats feel so much better)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did i mention chinese sux?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106688814410432120?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106688814410432120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106688814410432120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106688814410432120' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106674456510630233</id><published>2003-10-21T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T21:56:04.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrite... my hands are like shaking now... hehe.... damn weak and shaky... been learning the basic break dance foot steps from qinhong... haha chao tiring... i think i very weak... haha.. need to do more training... but i got quite strong le lor... haha... last time cant do a single pull up now can do 7... more than quite a number of people le... haha... but must still continue to train.. haiz.... shit... shaky hand cant type well... so tats it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106674456510630233?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106674456510630233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106674456510630233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106674456510630233' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106657259427049107</id><published>2003-10-19T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T22:53:08.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrite me very sianz rite now.. so sure write a compo &lt;br /&gt;title : 'I Am Hungry' - disscuss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    'I am hungry'. A simple phrase of 3 words. Probably gussesd that some point in ur life u would have used it once. however, such a simple phrase can actually holds 3 profound deep and highly intriguing meaning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    From the scientific point of view (in this case, biology), hungry would mean a physical state/being and i would be the subject tat is experiencing this physical state.. the state is also commonly known as hunger. Now wat causes hunger? How do one gets hungry? People often hav the misconception that hungry means that your stomach is empty.. A very wrong assumption from 2 scientific of view (Physics and biology). Firstly, biology wise, hunger is only experienced when ur stomach sent a signal to ur brain saying 'Hey get something down here.. its getting less full'. So u can be hungry even though ur stomach is full... tat happens when ur stomach signal has gone haywire... in the physic term, empty would result in vaccum condition.. aka.. nuthing at all... in ur stomach, although its empty.. buts its full of space!.. full of something does not make it empty rite?? erm.. wait... tats kind of literature now.. wat i mean is.. its not empty cuz its filled with AIR! so.. hunger is definatly not experienced when u have a empty stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    From literature point of view. I am hungry would simply meant that the subject i is now called hungry. now wats tat suppose to mean? its as good as saying 'i am human' or 'i am zhiliang'. But this statement would be totally false as i certainly wasent named ( a process invented by humans to tag a sound to something/somebody so they can shout at when feeling frustation) hungry by my mom (a human which give birth to a child and the child names tat human as 'mom') Im sure in my birth certificate (another lame invention by human to hold certain 'important' information like names and i/c number). Thus, 'i am hungry' would be deem as a false statement.. one which has no meaning and yet contains very wrong meanings... however there are ways which this phrase could be true... one way is which i would just totally acknolodege tat my new name would be hungry and that people from now on can shout 'Hungry' in frustration... wat a wonderful world rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Lastly from the biblical point of view, i am hungry would definatly not mean the physical being, but rather the spiritual being instead. one would certainly hunger for God's grace everydae.. his blessing are limitless... so why would one be deprived of such splendours? 'Feed ur spirit and starve ur doubts' Also, being hungry (physical state) serve as a reminder tat one shuld not depend on physical stuff alone... for it is written 'Jesus answered, "It is written: 'Man does not live on bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God.' Matthew 4:4 . Thus, it is not rite to live on physical wealth... depend on God always, even when u are hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Thus from all these point of views. 'I Am Hungry' is actually a very grey phrase with many ambiguaties. Thus, one with a simple mind should not handle such essay topics at all as it will end up a crappy essay just like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   long post riiite? tats it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106657259427049107?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106657259427049107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106657259427049107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106657259427049107' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106640085574653748</id><published>2003-10-17T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T22:27:35.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrite.. actually dun wan to blog one.. but haha.. after watching that 4 bao show reallie feel like penning (or digitally penning) something down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like singapore edu has gone from bad to worse.. haha refer to previous post to see wat i mean.. so as time passes.. more stress will be on the later generation.. the stuffs they studied are getting harder and harder with each passing generation.. i cant even under pri school chinese now.. gee... so scary rite? then deb ask me abt some bio thing.. totally never heard before lor... kaoz...so chim somemore... wonders wat happen when i hav kids? will they start learning abt how nuclear stuffs works at the age of 9? instead of momorising times table will they be holding periodic tables instead?? tats really scary and i shuddered to think of it.. im glad im not born later.. haha but earlier would be better... so wat can i do now? nuthing much.. maybe hope tat the world gets destroyed soon.. then all sufferings would end.. haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well tats it for todae... a long paragraph i know.. me just lazy to sort them out nicely...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106640085574653748?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106640085574653748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106640085574653748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106640085574653748' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106631393980833448</id><published>2003-10-16T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T22:18:59.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.. todae quite plain dae.. band prac and bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;then went out for dinner with juniors at sakae sushi.. kaoz.. the way they order damn scary... although its an all u can eat buffet... they order like 'i like tat.. give me 2 plates.. erm tat 2 plates' and they began to flipped through the pages... at the end i asked how many plates in total.. nearly got a shock... 27 plates in all... kaoz... and they still not enuff lor... still wan to order.. siao one.. in the end i must eat so much.. bah... scary leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tats is for the dae...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106631393980833448?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106631393980833448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106631393980833448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106631393980833448' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106622208807861617</id><published>2003-10-15T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T20:48:07.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>read chen mou's blog.. and i soooo totally agree with him.. hehe... take the first 2 tips pple and the last! it rocks!... Gee... so many pple have relationship prob.. and its really zi zao one lor (sorry to those who hav these probs but i feel its impt to let ur know). JC just study hav fun make frens can le... why go to such dumb situation? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, those probs are tiny compared with my fren.. i REPEAT.. TINY... as in PUNY LITTLE PROB THAT SHUDN'T EXIST IN THE FIRST PLACE... yar... my fren flunked his promos... may be facing RETAINING... i hav no idea how to help him.. cant even console him.. feel so useless... bahz... U pple out there STUDY HARD... dun make me WORRY... and i will study hard too and wont make ur worry... so tats it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in life.. na de qi fan de xia (can pick up and also let go)... learn to let go bah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106622208807861617?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106622208807861617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106622208807861617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106622208807861617' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106612177472676502</id><published>2003-10-14T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T16:56:14.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todae is such a sianz dae... gee went school for pw haiz... then he came late and he came late.. so suppose to start at 10 end uo starting around 10:40... haha... but managed to get quite a lot of things done... gee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... after tat went parkway for a while.. me wan buy game.. but the stupid shop dun hav jedi acad... its either i cock eye or they hid it or something.. cant find at all.. so im like at home now feeling sooo bored... gee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz... hope tomolo wont be tat sianz... and its SAT.. SHIT.. haven REGister yet.. SHIT SHIT SHIT... heh.... "sometimes saying a bad word do help pple to destress.. amazing" -chen mou...&lt;br /&gt;so FUCK... haven register yet..... how how how???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106612177472676502?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106612177472676502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106612177472676502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106612177472676502' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106605336877759433</id><published>2003-10-13T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T21:56:08.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Read this story.. very sad... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; story with lesson.......pls read on (from a friend) this is a story that &lt;br /&gt;I read in the Chinese papers Lianhe Zaobao on 2 Aug 1999. It is written by &lt;br /&gt;local Chinese traveler cum writer, Wu WeiCai. I felt very touched and &lt;br /&gt;shaken by the story and I have translated it to English so that more people &lt;br /&gt;may read about it... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"This happened on a highway in China. 40 passengers, mostly males were on &lt;br /&gt;an inter-state bus. Halfway through the journey, two thugs on the bus &lt;br /&gt;suddenly went up to the lady bus driver and demanded that she stopped the &lt;br /&gt;bus and follow them to a waste ground nearby. The lady driver refused and &lt;br /&gt;began to put up a fight against them. At the same time, she cried out to &lt;br /&gt;the other passengers in the bus to help her. However, the other passengers &lt;br /&gt;not only cruelly turned a deaf ear to her cries, they even suggested that &lt;br /&gt;she give in to the thugs' demands so that they can carry on their journey &lt;br /&gt;quickly when they are done with her. One young man amongst the passengers &lt;br /&gt;stood out to chide the rest of the passengers and tried to help the lady &lt;br /&gt;driver. However, sensing that the majority of the people do not have the &lt;br /&gt;guts to resist them, the thugs grew even bolder and beat up the young man. &lt;br /&gt;They then forcefully dragged the lady driver out of the bus. Right on the &lt;br /&gt;side of the road, the two thugs took turns to rape the lady driver while &lt;br /&gt;the rest watched. After the thugs have satisfied their lust, they commanded &lt;br /&gt;the lady driver to return to the bus and resume with the journey. With &lt;br /&gt;tears streaming down her face, the lady driver begged that they drive the &lt;br /&gt;righteous young man out of the bus as she is too ashamed to face him again. &lt;br /&gt;The young man felt absolutely stupefied. So much for trying to speak up for &lt;br /&gt;the lady and now he is thrown out and left stranded on a desolated highway! &lt;br /&gt;Hours later, when the lady driver passed by a mountainous cliff, she sped &lt;br /&gt;up and flung the whole bus with all its passengers over the cliff, right &lt;br /&gt;into the bottom of the valley. This story was re-told later by the only &lt;br /&gt;survivor of the journey - the righteous young man driven out of the bus." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Recently there have been spates of events that reveal the ugly side of our &lt;br /&gt;"civilised" society. Not so long ago, a Malaysian bus driver was viciously &lt;br /&gt;beaten up when he tried to stop a snatch thief. He was surrounded by &lt;br /&gt;members of the public, watching with their arms folded. I question myself. &lt;br /&gt;Have we gone from the stone-age to become even more barbarian? Has the &lt;br /&gt;condition of the human heart degenerated to being no different from that of &lt;br /&gt;an animal? Did the lady bus driver commit suicide because she couldn't bear &lt;br /&gt;the shame of being raped or is it because she has given up on the humanity &lt;br /&gt;of "humans"? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If this article has caused you to pause and check the condition of your &lt;br /&gt;heart, you may wish to pass it on to someone else to read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wats coming to the world rite now huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106605336877759433?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106605336877759433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106605336877759433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106605336877759433' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106596949336504440</id><published>2003-10-12T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T22:38:12.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrite todae went vict house... jedi acad so cool... can hav double-edge light saber or just use 2 light saber! haha so fun.. and i won my first duel with a human player!! yay!! haha me not tat sucky after all :) hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, was thinking about more crap todae... the more i think the crappier it gets.. dont know why suddenly think abt it also.. it just comes to my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. wats is exactly lobing a person? wats a perfect love? is it loving the person as who he is or maybe u love him because of some attributes he possesed?? well... which is the perfect love then? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is impossible to sae tat u love someone as he is.. theres surely something about him that attracts u... may it be looks, character or his deposition... there will be a certain feature that caught ur fancy... thus, a saying a perfect love in loving someone for who he is and not what he possesses may seem impossible now... however, if such love exists, then it will definatly be a perfect love.. love whereby its for who u are and not what u are... love that does not turn to hate no matter what u may hav done... imagine an imperfect love, loving a guy cuz his thrifty.. somedae if he turns into a gambler, wont that love developed into hatred? onli a perfect love can still love him totally as he his loved for he is he and not him being a thrifty guy... such perfect love does not exist in this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet.. all is not lost... this perfect love cannot be done by imperfect pple.. onli God, being perfect can fully show and shower His perfect love for us... He love us no matter wat we did or done... whether we are rich or poor, smart or dumb, ugly or beautiful... we are all precious in His eyes... and yes, He still loves u even u rejected Him, or even refuse to acknoledge His existence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And be thankfull, for He is always so patience... He will always wait for u... always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. i hope i can love pple the way God love pple... its near impossible ... but i can always try... Love is not abt finding the perfect person... its about loving an imperfect person perfectly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106596949336504440?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106596949336504440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106596949336504440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106596949336504440' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106587331555711395</id><published>2003-10-11T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T19:55:14.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrite... todae went shopping for b dae present and also getting a new shoe...&lt;br /&gt;after walking around in suntec and raffles city for 2 hours... we managed to get a water bottle with card and wrapping paper and bla bla bla... and wow the cost like not $28 ... gee... and i hav to pay first for the simple fact tat onli i brought enough money... gee...&lt;br /&gt;then went walking somemore... after 2 hrs end up back in tp to buy shoe... then found out shoe dun hav my size.. went to balestier shaw there ... gee... so stupid rite? end up there got the same water bottle... bahz.... its so stupid... but ok lah... least it was quite nice walking around... hehe............... well tats all for todae.. no tots or some lame ideology...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106587331555711395?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106587331555711395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106587331555711395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106587331555711395' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106580465539920548</id><published>2003-10-11T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T00:50:54.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrite.. after much debate with freny sammy over the phone.. he reached a conclusion that vs teachers sux and my conclusion is singpore education sux...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapore education is not education at all.. contend had been filtered by government to what they think is important and needed for economic growth.. if they think they need more chemist, they will start a course about chem, put more emphais on chem and maybe even publicise tat the government are looking for chem literate pple... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syaballus will change to suit wat the government need... they are under constant revision to include what is deemed important and take out wat they seen as no longer useful or out dated... Education is thus, no economy driven... everything that they do, is to prepare future singaporeans for future challenges... but wat sort of challenges? economic challenges of course... cuz its a miracle no doubt tat singapore survived and progress... thus they wan to make sure it wont deprove...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, education is really education.. where u learn wat u wan to learn... where u learn what u think is important... where u make the decision on wat to study and wat not to... in other words.. liberal education... not some education where they teach u exam-wise stuff, answering techniques and some order level or answering.. a simple, old fashioned learning will do for me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cuz, given singapore small population size.. liberal education is near impossible for reality... its not possible to diversify our pple... wat if in future 3 million pple study 3 million different topics? how could an economy without a strong base survive? although i hate the system.. but i hav to admit.. its important...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;education now just make sure ur easier to get train into higher level skills... a student with triple science background can take almost any science related jobs... &lt;br /&gt;im born a genius... education ruined me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106580465539920548?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106580465539920548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106580465539920548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106580465539920548' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106578837778029743</id><published>2003-10-10T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-10T20:19:37.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay..!!! papers are OVER.. haha so happy!!&lt;br /&gt;after the maths paper went out with frens to go gai gai..&lt;br /&gt;while actually its to celebrate 1 fren b dae.. but same time go gai gai haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya then had quite a nice dae.. really just stone around.. haha in vs time would go vict house.. aiya but he now has his own life le.. so.. really just stoning around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then end up in cine food court play truth or dare.. then STUPID chen mou... of all quetion he ask must be that... also a bit my fault lah... shuld hav just stop and just insist on another question... but wats done cant be undone.. haiz... SO SORRY to the 2 pple.. haiz... chen mou its HALF UR FAULT.... must bear HALF OF THE BLAME....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106578837778029743?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106578837778029743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106578837778029743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106578837778029743' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106566064621718449</id><published>2003-10-09T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T08:50:45.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.. yay..! tomolo last dae of exam le!.. todae no papers so came to blog a bit... haiz the past few papers... so stupid... think gonna fail everything... bah... seems like i gonna retake the promos paper next year again... stupid.... and of all subjects, dunnoe why computing seems to hav the highest hope... haha... maybe cuz i already fan qi le, then do paper no stress to pass, just do for fun... haha... method quite good leh.. if it works will fa yang guan da... haha... very tempted to type my poem here also... but in chinese haha... so no point....&lt;br /&gt;aiya so sainz... tomolo maths later going study in airport... past few nites been studying out also..... haiz...hope tat i wont fail everything ... wah damn scared... WAH... hmm.. think after tomolo paper i go hav fun then saturday comes then i go panick wah!&lt;br /&gt;haiz...................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. just suddenly hav this dumb thoughts.. saw a guy t shirt with this words tat sae 'no one is above the law'. kept me thinking why? Hows law implemented? after a long thinking porcess i discovered in a democratic country like singapore, its a whole long chain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First who create the law? the government officals and yada yada&lt;br /&gt;Then who put these pple up in these officials post? the citizens vote for them.. thus its sort of became the citizen laws... then however why would pple break laws then? dun they know that the law they broken is the very law that they set too? if they wan to break the law in the first place, wont they not implement the law in the first place? an example came to my mind, if a school hav this very ridiculars school rule, like everyone must be bald, and if u know that u will not shave ur head bald no matter wat, would u still join that school? but in the case of country, ur already borned in it... theres no way for choice.... haiz... so stupid.. then who has the right to implement the law? the people or the government officals? then again.. its the people tat implement the law.. cuz they vote government officials to help carry out them.... so if u got caught and send to jail for shop lifting, blame urself for creating such a dumb law....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106566064621718449?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106566064621718449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106566064621718449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106566064621718449' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106527506495632955</id><published>2003-10-04T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T21:44:24.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>southpark - s.a. tan song [up there]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think, when I look up real high&lt;br /&gt;That there is such a big world up there&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;But then I sink, cuz it is here I'm supposed to stay.&lt;br /&gt;But I get so lonely down here, tell me why's it have to be that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up there, &lt;br /&gt;there is so much room,&lt;br /&gt;where babies burp and flowers bloom.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone dreams, I can dream too.&lt;br /&gt;Up there, up where the skies are ocean blue.&lt;br /&gt;I can be safe and live without a care,&lt;br /&gt;up there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;I must stay below alone.&lt;br /&gt;Because of my beliefs I'm supposed to stay where evil is sown&lt;br /&gt;But what is evil anyway?&lt;br /&gt;is there reason to the rhyme?&lt;br /&gt;Without evil there can be no good,&lt;br /&gt;So it must be good to be evil sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up there, &lt;br /&gt;there is so much room,&lt;br /&gt;where babies burp and flowers bloom.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone dreams, I can dream too.&lt;br /&gt;Up there, up where the skies are ocean blue.&lt;br /&gt;I can be safe and live without a care&lt;br /&gt;live without a care&lt;br /&gt;If only I coud live up there.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live up there&lt;br /&gt;Ooh baby, ooh&lt;br /&gt;I want to live up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106527506495632955?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106527506495632955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106527506495632955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106527506495632955' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106484645669635695</id><published>2003-09-29T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T22:40:56.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok... got quite a few things to sae.. haha.. but kinda personal but want to remind myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday nite fren came my house to study, one of my brother in sec school.. while we studied.. not much... but substantial enough then we suddenly out-of-the-blue have a minor bible study and we were debating yet again about the usual stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas.. isent really Jesus birthdae... why we celebrate? for rememberance? for honouring him? then came back to the basic question.. are we doing things in God's way or are we doing things in man's way? Sure, celebration hurts no one... honour God mah... But offering incense to God is also a way of honouring... but is tat the right way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter... wats easter again? Revival of Jesus? While... after some reading the Bible, it may be possible tat Jesus died on WEDNESDAY instead... YES PPLE GET TAT IN UR HEAD... ITS WEDNESDAE...then wats the point of good fridae and easter then? Further more, origin of easter festival is celebrating the brith of a greecian God.. some god of spring or something... and easter has wat? easter bunny... and bunny represent spring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes of cuz there are other major issues like foot washing, how important is it? and of cuz does everyone with holy spirit can pray in tongues? i cant sae im not convinced... its very true, after cross referencing with the bible... its really just following wat the bible sae lor... now its just the question whether shall i follow or not... now very mao dun lah... more probs... but this the worse of them all... if their teaching is correct, then we are all doomed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rembered some verses that read "The gate to heaven is narrow".. (i hope its correct) with so many christians, just how many can go pass the door??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106484645669635695?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106484645669635695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106484645669635695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106484645669635695' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106466654981022292</id><published>2003-09-27T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T20:42:29.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>never felt so hopeless b4.. promos gonna die le... revised = never revise.... maths and physic cant remember a crap... computing forget it lah.. econs study = not study, taken my econs test and i failed lor.. even though i supposedly studied ... Gee... promos dunnoe how lah... somemore got so many prob... and so irritating lor... why cant some guys be more mature? be less possessive and less petty... really feeling like screaming... wah......... stupid exams....... cant concentrate donnoe why also........... wah... God help me!...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on lighter note looking forward to tuesdae.... haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106466654981022292?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106466654981022292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106466654981022292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106466654981022292' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106441481739094575</id><published>2003-09-24T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T22:46:56.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>patient is a virtue... a very tiring, stressful and insecure virtue... cuz u may never know will it even comes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106441481739094575?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106441481739094575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106441481739094575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106441481739094575' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106380178881827977</id><published>2003-09-17T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T20:29:48.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>although i shouldn't be blogging but I MUST BLOG! cuz TODAE is the HAPPIEST day FOR a very LONG time...&lt;br /&gt;And why am i sooo happy? Well, not because that i scored full marks in the previous econs test.... not because that i win some sport competition... And not getting a gerfren too... ITS because MY mom AGREED to GO to CHURCH!!!! YAY!!! so HAPPY RIGHT!!! AFTER like 10 years!!! PRAISE GOD!!! he ROCKS period... Me sooooo happy nuthing can pull be down le... YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106380178881827977?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106380178881827977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106380178881827977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106380178881827977' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106363321656339210</id><published>2003-09-15T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T21:40:16.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not my fault but now my prob....................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106363321656339210?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106363321656339210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106363321656339210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106363321656339210' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106354244377809610</id><published>2003-09-14T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T20:27:23.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrite! todae totally rawks... (haha as someone puts it).. had 5 hours of meeting! wat a 'GREAT' way to spend a afternoon!... Wanted to study one... NO TIME LOR... haiz... hav to study tonite lah.. SO SIANZ... woo and i bought pepperidge farm AGAIN!! YAY its the FISH!! haha shall bring to school and slowly enjoy... shall torment my frens haha.. MAKE THEM JEALOUS haha!!! lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo from yesterdae the bbq sharing... decided to change my ideaology le... must lov and care and be kind to all around me... So... me still NOT chapping haha but will OFFER help... if rejected then ok lor, lest i OFFERED...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106354244377809610?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106354244377809610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106354244377809610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106354244377809610' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106346583977208524</id><published>2003-09-13T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T23:10:39.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bah so irritating.. i got EVERY OTHER INSTRUMENTS AT LEAST 3 TIMES BEFORE I GET THIS ONCE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/takeko/quizzes/Which%20band%20instrument%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/takeko/1059831396_squiz_horn.JPG" border="0" alt="F.Horn"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which band instrument are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH...&lt;br /&gt;todae bbq was nice haha... was laming awae... told the story abt green ping pong ball ... everyone was really upset abt it.. HAHA.. then went lame-ing almost the whole nite... not bad quite spirit up lifting... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106346583977208524?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106346583977208524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106346583977208524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106346583977208524' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106342905042351745</id><published>2003-09-13T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T13:55:33.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just realised tat my life sux even much more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya after further thinking realised tat all prob is abt me... me, me me and stupid me...&lt;br /&gt;me tooo nosey le everything must chap... although its close frens prob its still NOT my prob... why must i care so much? must learn to let go... gee.... All jc fault... dunnoe why come jc so many prob... really a lot of prob lor and all are OTHER's pple prob... pian pian ju si relationship prob... and why must i CHAP so much? mei shi zao zhi zuo... as if HW and church stuff not enuff to kill me le... gee............ me must revert bak to sec school life... where i know how to take things lightly, where other pple prob remains as other pple prob... i know it sounds self fish but its really affecting me... kept trying to solve other pple prob in the end cant concentrate on studies...&lt;br /&gt;must learn to let things go.. go awae things! bah so angry with myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, pple reading this if ur really having prob and NEED HELP then its ok to find me... else i would just maybe at most ask for updates... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my prob GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert song why does it always happens to me here&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106342905042351745?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106342905042351745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106342905042351745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106342905042351745' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106338202583603829</id><published>2003-09-12T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T23:53:45.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think tat my life sux.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106338202583603829?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106338202583603829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106338202583603829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106338202583603829' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106328437804047931</id><published>2003-09-11T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T20:46:17.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah... todae damn pms... woke up already no mood le.... dunnoe why also... on bus to school even worse... BAHz.... so i went beach alone to blow wind ... was very effective... blow most of the bad mood awae... then went back school to finish up tut 5 haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo... then the rest of the dae was really really really moodless lor... after lunch sleep then went out do physic... realised i cant do a single question... then the bad mood hit me like a wave again... so i just went band room sleep and sleep and sleep... did i mentioned i slept?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the 2 couple see me so sian think got worried abt me lah... but me too bo chap to care le... so sorry! hehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106328437804047931?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106328437804047931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106328437804047931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106328437804047931' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106320498603201067</id><published>2003-09-10T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T22:43:05.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah haha... todae went school... mug a bit... aiya damn unproductive lor... wat to do... soo many distraction.... aiya me to dependent on pple le... must be more independent...&lt;br /&gt;Woo cool song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does this always happen to me -Weird Al&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching my TV one night when they broke in with a special report&lt;br /&gt;About dsome devistating earthquake in Peru&lt;br /&gt;There were thirty thousand crushed to death, even more were buried alive&lt;br /&gt;On the Richter scale it measured 8.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said, "God, please answer me one question?"&lt;br /&gt;"Why'd they have to interrupt 'The Simpsons' just for this?"&lt;br /&gt;What a drag, 'cause I was taping it and everything&lt;br /&gt;And now I'll have to wait for the rerun to see the part of the show I missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does this always happen?&lt;br /&gt;Why does this always happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;Why does this always happen?&lt;br /&gt;(Why) Why does this always happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving down the highway when all the traffic slowed to a crawl&lt;br /&gt;There was a twelve-car pile-up, everybody dead&lt;br /&gt;And I saw brains and guts and vital organs splattered everywhere&lt;br /&gt;As well as my friend Robert's disembodied head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought - Poor Rob, I just had lunch with him&lt;br /&gt;Hey, wait a minute, he still owes me money - what a jerk&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's five bucks that I'm never gonna see again&lt;br /&gt;Plus now, on top of everything else, it looks like I'm gonna be late to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does this always happen?&lt;br /&gt;Why does this always happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;Why does this always happen?&lt;br /&gt;(Why) Why does this always happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba ba ba, ba ba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the other day, my boss said we were running low on toner&lt;br /&gt;And he told me I should buy another case&lt;br /&gt;Well, I told him I was busy, but he still just kept on asking&lt;br /&gt;So, I turned around and stabbed him in the face (right in the face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and wouldn't you know it, my knife got stuck&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's probably bound to happen now and then&lt;br /&gt;But I'm afraid I may have bent the tip a little&lt;br /&gt;And I know that blade will never ever be quite as sharp again (quite as sharp again)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does this always happen?&lt;br /&gt;Why does this always happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;Why does this always happen?&lt;br /&gt;Why does this always happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does this always happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;(Why does this always happen to me?)&lt;br /&gt;Why does this always happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;(Why does this always happen to me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... oh yar.. and my fren shared some craps lah... few signs tat u like someone haha... but seems logical...&lt;br /&gt;1)the person is always on ur mind when ur alone&lt;br /&gt;2)Will feel like sms the person even though theres nothing to sae&lt;br /&gt;3)will wan to do everything together&lt;br /&gt;4)will be extra nice to the person&lt;br /&gt;5)the person opinion of u will become very important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... just seems logical... but reality mah.... tat one must see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106320498603201067?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106320498603201067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106320498603201067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106320498603201067' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106312427282355702</id><published>2003-09-10T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T00:17:52.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooo... todae quite happening... eh haha...&lt;br /&gt;went school to mug... bah todae mug not much... but still ok lah... hope tomolo can mug more... &lt;br /&gt;STAY WAE WAE AWAE from BANDROOM... bahz... anyway... bought pepperidge farm brussel biskits... haha quite nice... but i like the text ture of the other type(forgot le) haha... but its nice anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Haha then went ecp... so fun... pple laming the whole nite... then met up with my junior, walked up and down the beach to chit chat... then find a corner to talk when leg got tired... haha... me always like tat one... rather be with someone alone and talk then be in a group.... not first time le... haiz... haha...&lt;br /&gt;songs sooo nice.. haha.... bu very crap... and funny too... haha... lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106312427282355702?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106312427282355702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106312427282355702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106312427282355702' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106302781935548785</id><published>2003-09-08T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T21:30:19.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah... todae sooo sianz... went for band prac then mugging with grace.... aiyo suppose to go t23 one lor... got air-con... then just take out stuffs the OM say lock up le... WAH.... how stupid can tat be..... grr... end up in hot concourse where i nearly fall asleep... nearly is an understatement......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any added a photos webby le!! haha its at the photos column just click on the word 'more'... simple rite? haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... nuthing more to say... tomolo must go study again... wah.... me h-a-t-e to s-t-u-d-y ..... w-a-h .... .-.-. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106302781935548785?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106302781935548785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106302781935548785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106302781935548785' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106294283459201273</id><published>2003-09-07T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T21:53:54.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah... time is pressing on me like an 1 ton anvil...&lt;br /&gt;stupid..&lt;br /&gt;lest todae not soo sick... &lt;br /&gt;was really surprised...&lt;br /&gt;today got church 3rd ani celeb... was fun lah... but games were pretty craps... haha except for 1 game... dunnoe wat 60 secs of fame... must use ballons and dress up as muscle man then went up and dance... haha... need 2 guys lor and my grp has only 2 guys.... so must go and act lah... lest not soo bad... got quite a high points for tat haha...&lt;br /&gt;after tat stoning slacking and just hanging around in church.. manage to take some photos... haha me wan them... must ask them to send me... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya wanted to upload songs but lazy.... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway tats all for todae... haha... must do pw stuffs... (sianz)....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106294283459201273?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106294283459201273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106294283459201273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106294283459201273' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106276446057365862</id><published>2003-09-05T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T20:21:00.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah... me feeling very VERY sick... wah... &lt;br /&gt;so problematic siaz... just realise tat this year the magical word is 1 month...&lt;br /&gt;1 month to promos&lt;br /&gt;after which another 1 month to chinese AO&lt;br /&gt;then another 1 month to SAT&lt;br /&gt;BAH... LIKE... DOTZ.... so STUPID.... where got enuff time to do all tat craps siaz... now must be chao mugger le... WAH... PPLE READING THIS REMIND ME TO MUG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling sick now... and tomolo got college clean up... bah... SICK....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz... life is just so sianz... and full of problems... but they always happens to other pple... never me.... and the problem is not small lor... family prob, health prob, personal prob... u name it most likely u got it... haha... i guess for me its not becuz i don hav prob... got fiancial prob for my family... but it been existing for sooo long, hav learnt to get by le... + my family is thrifty... my mom is 10 times thrifty than me... haha... so still quite ok.... but another reason shuld be i never really bother to let the problem hit me... i just know its there... there... and not here.... haha.... hmm... to think i could still laugh... bahz.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a vacuum cleaner, and the reason tat we drop to the ground when we jump is becuz earth...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106276446057365862?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106276446057365862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106276446057365862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106276446057365862' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106260026571338248</id><published>2003-09-03T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T22:44:25.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah ... todae is the worst dae of school..... ok maybe not tat bad but started out very very bad...&lt;br /&gt;Morning mr Ho  kp us abt our written report le... say our grp is gone already... wateva lah! was very very upset lor.... bah... then after tat econs lect totally mind shut down... manage to do 1 computing question then i sleep le... like almost full 2 periods lah.. then maths was stoning stoning stoning... just manage to copy a bit here and there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physic was ok.. learnt quite a few number of stuffs like AM and FM of the radio... haha then got this chao stupid joke ... if we twist the singapore antenna the other side, we might be able to watch hk shows.. haha so crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was computing... handing back of computing test paper... and i failed again... .... wasn't really expected... maybe my language too much like com language le... wah... sian lah... 2 page of words 1 mark versus 1/3 page of work 3 marks.... totally died... then at GP also shut down mode le..... just stay in one corner and yar.... haha i kind of like it... no distraction just listen listen... maybe shuld confine myself to corners for GP lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tat some when v27 play CS... me played a bit then zhao for CCA... haha then pian pian teacher came and caught them all... hehe me so lucky... haha the wind has changed... then after was band prac... nuthing much..... then went mac do homework.... wah...... k lah... todae not so bad... but morning ah... haiz......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106260026571338248?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106260026571338248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106260026571338248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106260026571338248' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106250785907553123</id><published>2003-09-02T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T21:04:19.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah... todae econs test totally sux... abt some crap rail way thing... BAH.... passage SO DIFFICULT... wat to do siaz.............. WAH! anyway yay got broadband le... haha so happy :) can blog more... much more.... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106250785907553123?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106250785907553123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106250785907553123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106250785907553123' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106241899152262682</id><published>2003-09-01T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T20:55:51.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love is irrational.... eh..... haha.... wateva....&lt;br /&gt;anyway todae went PS for movie with Crystal... but onli left with first ROW bah... so in the end just went alking with her lor.... bah................................................................ to be or not to be tats the question.......................................................................................................................................... anyway.... tomolo ECONS TEST! die die die... how to study? havent touch market failure cuz cant find the notes................ bah think borrow from those not taking test tomolo first.... maybe grace or qinhong............................        maybe or maybe not tats the real question&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106241899152262682?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106241899152262682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106241899152262682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106241899152262682' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106233359257274177</id><published>2003-08-31T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T20:39:52.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoz! watzup! haha todae choa happy... went for mive... watch pirates of carribean... ITS SO NICE! PPLE OUT THERE GO WATCH IT!!!! haha lol.... wah... tuesday got ECONS test!!! and me still watching movie TOMOLO... DIE LE... HOW TO STUDY LIKE TAT?? bah.... dont care le lah... just see how lorz... hehe NICE MOVIES...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106233359257274177?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106233359257274177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106233359257274177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106233359257274177' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106225798644564982</id><published>2003-08-30T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T23:39:46.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>erm... watsup pple? todae damn xiong sia... wake up at 7 to meet pple for breakfast then band prac then church then capt ball then dinner till 10++ pm then reach home... wah... tomolo going movie, mondae also movie... how to study for econs test sia... gee... and geri.... haiz... dun noe how to take care of herself... ming ming got back problem still play capt ball... now injured back... nearly cant walk... really worry... haiz... she's now online haha... so just asking hows she... apparently still in pain.... bahz.... pray tat she recover soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106225798644564982?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106225798644564982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106225798644564982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106225798644564982' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106216527071967168</id><published>2003-08-29T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T21:54:30.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah todae teacher dae.... haha dun feel like spilling my guts... too sian and too lazy to do sooo.... haha&lt;br /&gt;anyway &lt;B&gt; happy teachers dae!!&lt;/b&gt; haha gee nuthing much le&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106216527071967168?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106216527071967168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106216527071967168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106216527071967168' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106165168919565275</id><published>2003-08-23T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T23:14:49.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah... me totally addicted to tat song le... guess those drugs addict are feeling 1% of wat i feel now... this is soooo bad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106165168919565275?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106165168919565275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106165168919565275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106165168919565275' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106148028929047745</id><published>2003-08-21T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T23:38:09.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woo gee... i think im in love... haha mdaly in love... deeply in love... &lt;br /&gt;its like fire running tru every single vein and artery... gee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106148028929047745?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106148028929047745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106148028929047745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106148028929047745' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106138849740597260</id><published>2003-08-20T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T22:08:17.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha today my birthdae so must post something haha...&lt;br /&gt;Grace and Sin Yee baked brownies, class bought black forest cake... gee no need buy food...&lt;br /&gt;Qin hong and Jun long got me a mouse pad and a cool wallet! haha... so nice of them.. thankee guys... haha...&lt;br /&gt;And my fren yogi got me rasins from some america Thanks dude haha...&lt;br /&gt;My bro and sis gave me bdae wishes haha... geeeee.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the song let the peace of God is STILL SO NICE!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106138849740597260?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106138849740597260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106138849740597260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106138849740597260' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106129640322620444</id><published>2003-08-19T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T21:33:51.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Let the peace of God &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father of life draw me closer&lt;br /&gt;Lord my heart is set on You&lt;br /&gt;Let me run the race of time&lt;br /&gt;With Your life unfolding mine&lt;br /&gt;And let the peace of God, let it reign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Holy Spirit You’re my comfort&lt;br /&gt;Strengthen me hold my head up high&lt;br /&gt;And I stand upon Your truth&lt;br /&gt;Bringing glory unto You&lt;br /&gt;And let the peace of God, let it reign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Oh God I hunger, for more of You&lt;br /&gt;Rise up within me; let me know Your truth&lt;br /&gt;Oh Holy Spirit, saturate my soul&lt;br /&gt;And let the life of God, fill me now&lt;br /&gt;Let Your healing power&lt;br /&gt;Breathe life and make me whole&lt;br /&gt;And let the peace of God, let it reign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gee me addicted to tat song... its sooo nice... not in the rocky rocky jamming jam jam sense... haha... but i like it all the same :) Gee... todae computering pract is soooo irritating.... hav onli like 2 hours left le... gee... and still got tat irritating 819 mb file prob... gee... wah .... grr...... haiz.... and my sis sick le... haiz... got flu and sore throat haha... gee... shuld not luff at her... Get well soon! (if u ever get there :)) haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106129640322620444?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106129640322620444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106129640322620444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106129640322620444' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106113330526983513</id><published>2003-08-17T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T23:15:05.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! Hillsongs are in town!&lt;br /&gt;haha yar and i went todae! haha... But was bit disappointed... tot it was better becuz of the who-ha the pple around me say.. but still it was a fun dae! haha... Great opportunity to actually let down some hair and just twirl and shout and do-wat-ever-u-feel like...haha Bit sore throat now... haha lolz... anyway went somewhere else after tat for bit of dinner... Another cool place with great food... Gee theres great food everywhere sia... haha The prawn noodles nice, new different type of taste and special style.. haha... gee... wonder where my frens all find one. all the place went all the food chao nice... haha... so lucky to hav them rite? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106113330526983513?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106113330526983513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106113330526983513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106113330526983513' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-10610470582370312</id><published>2003-08-16T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T23:17:38.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gee... kana that dumb virsus 3 times le... so sian... anyway, it wont stop me from updating... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was kinda wild... kinda rush... kinda... blur.... just another normal day... except theres this chinese test.... and except theres this church community program... and except hillsong is coming to town and im not there!... SO SAD... was rushing down... ended up eating katong laksa... haha but the laksa rocks... really rocks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway was just thinking about my life in VJC... place is stressful... very stressful... work pile upon work pile... and thats understatement.... Really wondered had i made a wrong choice... Haha... but of cuz i convinced myself with another logical yet unproven logic... In life, theres no right or wrong in some of the decisions made... like choosing the a school or church or CCA... Its really just a choice between the one u favoured and the one u favoured less... So if things turn out badly, wat would u do? Blame urself? Be in self despair? Or wallow in self pity?... Hey look around! The sky is blue, grass is green and sun is burning orange... The view is beautiful! Hav u looked at the stars at nite? Take a step back and see the world for once... Now who should be blamed for such a 'wrong' decision? i dun know who, but definatly not u... Decison was made based on wat u think the best it can give u... When i joined band, i had 0 music background and 0 interest in it.. Wat made me joined? its the promise of good CCA points, even though the goings been tough with ton of practice, i hav never regret it cuz i made some good frens there... So wat then happened when it turn out badly? Look for other CCA? No it dont work tat way... or least thats how i see of it... Each has its own set of problems and benefits... some may suit u and some may not... maybe other places would turn out better... and yet maybe not... but if u hav made a decision, and its based truly on ur feeling, ur heart, ur desire, and it doesnt turn out well and ur stuck with it... STOP REGRETING ABT IT! move on, made the best out of it and u may just get stonger on the way...Frens will help u tru bumpy paths and God is always there, so why worry? Facing up to the challenges ahead is definatly less stressful than running away from there....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-10610470582370312?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/10610470582370312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/10610470582370312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#10610470582370312' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106095356576737505</id><published>2003-08-15T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-15T21:23:47.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha... FINALLY... A COMPUTING STUDENT FROM VJC FINALLY WORKED OUT HOW DOES ARCHIVE WORKS... AND ITS DUMB!!!! HAHA... or i might be just doing thw wrong way.... anyway for those who still haven figure out yet, manual is the answer... Self-service haha.... i tot it was fully automatic, like they add the link to ur page... but no... must add own self one... sooooo dumb... and to think i took so long to figure it out... gee... haha... not too guilty anyway, cuz failed computing, not considered very good haha so still acceptable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz tomolo got chinese common test... haha... really dun feel like studying for it... bit tired le... haha... was kinda proud of myself... manage to do some work here and there... not a lot... but least got sit down and do lor.... in VS i only sit down and play... either com or horn... haha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee... thinking back just make me realise how insignificant O is... piece of cakes... haha... A so stress... bit scared le... but theres just simply not enuff time... must hav some time to stone one mah... stoning is good for health lor... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And further more, PW must do the written report le... haiz... but going to be over soon so haha... just pia la... think now chao stress... very very very very stress... need i repeat my self? stress ah!.... gee... so good to rant somewhere... haha... think i go rant at someone tomolo... more effective tat way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... nuthing inspirational to post.. cuz theres 0 logic in my head... haha... anyway can always access to the archive to find previous post... haha... better stop ranting... such a long post... and it just keeps getting longer and longer and longer still... gee why am i repeating myself? And longer it goes somemore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106095356576737505?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106095356576737505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106095356576737505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106095356576737505' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-106078325067628516</id><published>2003-08-13T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T22:05:38.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bah... kana a dumb worm...&lt;br /&gt;those who are still wondering how to get rid of it go here&lt;br /&gt;http://www.geocities.com/revvieeee/rpc.html&lt;br /&gt;and im going to post the course work 1 for 2003 soon... after i get the worm out haha...&lt;br /&gt;gee... chao pissed off with the worm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah... haha manage to get the cw1 uploaded anyway...&lt;br /&gt;contact me @ celestial517_86@hotmail.com if u wan it... dun wan post here... dunnoe got wat exam rules or anything or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuthing abstract to talk abt todae... but band prac was fun... haha although im the only horn, least can play all the first part :) El Camino Real was ok... haha manage to get most of it rite... but my pitching... bah think im too good le... can pitch 3/4 tone... pls i bit tone deaf, can hear its out but dunnoe how to change... its not wrong note lor... just too sharp or flat ... haiz... dunnoe how to solve tat lar... chao problematic....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-106078325067628516?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106078325067628516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/106078325067628516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106078325067628516' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-10603520521110133</id><published>2003-08-08T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T22:14:12.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooo... todae national day sia.... haha so happy... :) bit high...&lt;br /&gt;well quite few stuffs happened haha... quite interesting issues other pple got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway was thinking to myself... dont know why also, but its just suddenly pop in my mind... &lt;br /&gt;if someone out of the blue, as in blue sky blue, just pop this like statement of 3 words 'i like u', it will send the other party into major confusion... Or tats wat seemed to happened... so scientifically. we can assume this pattern happens generally for all pple...&lt;br /&gt;Now the idea tat pop in my head was, why confusion? If u like the other party wont it be relieve? happiness? joy? Else, wont tat result in total rejection? Now i hav created this logical but unproven theory... Imagine a cup and lets sae we ask a question 'Does the cup contains water?' If cup carries no water, the answer is no... Else if its full, obviously its a yes... however, wat if it has only lets sae 2 drops of water? You could say no, it does not contain water cuz the amt is too little or you could sae yes, cus strictly speaking, there IS water... Thats where the confusion sets in... Ur confuse its not becuz on how to answer, but more on if there enough 'like' to answer yes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to happy parts.... went walking around Funan... was quite fun haha... anyway me think too much must relax a bit... grr... so many problems so little time to solve them....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-10603520521110133?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/10603520521110133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/10603520521110133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#10603520521110133' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105974479434388090</id><published>2003-08-01T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-01T21:33:14.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quite a bunch of stuffs happened for these long months...&lt;br /&gt;First VS band got GOLD for syf... YAY... happy for them really...&lt;br /&gt;Todae went rock climbing, chao difficult... haha but least climbed quite high... quite happy...&lt;br /&gt;Computing coursework start le... its ok cuz can discuss outside haha... so hopefully wont die...&lt;br /&gt;Facing bit money shortage, cuz got quite a number pple b dae on August ...&lt;br /&gt;Friend facing quite a lot of problems... now just praying for him... hope he gets better....&lt;br /&gt;Homework was bad... almost 0 time to do any... yesterdae was the most work i done in the past 7 months in VJC... and im so proud!!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;Well... tats all for tat bunch of stuffs... no details... none needed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105974479434388090?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105974479434388090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105974479434388090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105974479434388090' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105807372577895656</id><published>2003-07-13T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T13:22:05.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yoz!... haha bit high todae... :)&lt;br /&gt;Yesternite was GREAT! concert at the durian shell haha :)&lt;br /&gt;The concert hall was huge lorz... haha 4 storeys high... the accustic was fabulous... blast tille damn song :) haha lol&lt;br /&gt;Before the concert everyone was like take photos haha... me and fax were like, anyone one this celebs? haha cuz we were the few not taking any haha... then crapping abt demand and supply for photo taking... haha..... Then Shua grabbed Grace for photo and she passed me her cam... haha i nearly used it till she stopped me... then she was like ' we take with the 31 gang' wanted to say something sarcastic haha... but oh well... its a happy dae... so shall not spoil pple mood... haha .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The playing was how shall i put it... superb!... Noah's Ark was 0% mispitched for high notes... and Praise sounds soooo nice at the big gigantic hall haha... Jap Graph was good also... haha lol... was chao tired after everything, end up home at near 1 am... can u imagine that? (whoever u may be) Haha went to sleep..... sleep was so great i missed my church service this morning... bah... haha... wateva.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105807372577895656?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105807372577895656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105807372577895656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105807372577895656' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105741589370918696</id><published>2003-07-05T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-05T22:38:13.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today nuthing inspiration...&lt;br /&gt;just wanna post something up haha...&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;br /&gt;erm, anyway... hav fun reading the rest :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105741589370918696?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105741589370918696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105741589370918696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105646725998662532?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105646725998662532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105646725998662532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105646725998662532' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105568683070494955</id><published>2003-06-15T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T22:20:30.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah... my ASS hurts...&lt;br /&gt;Was at night cycling... haha so fun, very fun. Chao nice to have the whole highway to yourself, even just for a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Best place was east cost park. Reached there at around 4 in the morning... totally devoid of people... haha, so was very fun lar, just power the bike down... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todae of cuz was damn tired... and dunnoe why my friend fell down. Heard a lot of rumours, but i dont trust in rumours anyway... His badly injured, although luckily its superficial injuries, but qutie a lot are deep cut... See liao heart very pain... haiz... Hope he can take care of himself... Was with him, wanted to accompany him wan... but very stupid and not really nice to just stare at his wounds or look at him pityfully... so i just went back... haiz.... cant even relieve his pain a little... feel so useless... Hope he gets well soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well todae also quite sianz, slept tru the rest of the dae... was really not in the right mood to do anything... During my slept sms a bit... but brain was fuzzy and kept seeing 2 handphones instead of 1... so, dun noe wat i sms also... haha... After sleep feel bit better... a tiny bit better only... enuff to type this out... haiz... life is full of ups and downs... like someone said, either u treat each setback as a stumbling block or a stepping stone... your choice... Hope he grow stonger from this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105568683070494955?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105568683070494955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105568683070494955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105568683070494955' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105551483244680445</id><published>2003-06-13T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T22:33:52.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm been thinking to myself lately... haha, was surprised at my own thoughts... lol... so decided to come up with this interesting article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever wonder the beauty of language, words and sounds to pronounce them? Ever wonder why it work? Haha, this is actually a very simple concept. Every word, even punchuation is actually a sign. Like a road sign, hand sign or even a simple computer website button. These signs actually have a very unique way of communicating with our mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, take words like 'table' or 'chair'. The word 'table' is actually a sign, symbol of straight lines and curves. When we read this symbol, our mind actually asscociate it with the household furniture:The wooden structure with 4 legs. Sounds of the words work the same way. Instead of seeing them, we hear them. So the certain sound of a word cause us to refer to wat it is assigned to mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To show this in a very simple layman term, take for example this word :esque . Many would draw blanks in their mind after reading this word. No one can even link a picture to it. But when i show u the meaning of the word, which is :esque \-esque\ [F., fr. It. -isco. Cf. -ish.] A suffix of certain words from the French, Italian, and Spanish. It denotes manner or style; like; as, arabesque, after the manner of the Arabs. Your would be able to identify the word now... Thats how we learn language, assign item to symbol and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, when i say words have no meaning, i am not being lame. But instead, im stressing on the point that, since man uses the language, he can also change it. Why must 'girls' be use to refer to girls? Words have no meaning in them. They are just symbols, signs. They seem to have meaning its becuz we give them meaning, we link them to something, and then, they have meaning. Or else, they are just unreadable pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105551483244680445?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105551483244680445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105551483244680445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105551483244680445' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105542995163940496</id><published>2003-06-12T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T22:59:53.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a message that will bring you chills. Have you ever felt the urge to pray for someone and then just put it on a list and said, "I'll pray for him or her later?" Or has anyone ever called you and said, "I need you to pray for me, I have this need?" Read the following story that was sent to me and May it change the way what you may think about prayer and also the way you pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be blessed by this. A missionary on Furlough told this true story while visiting his home church in Michigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"While serving at a small field hospital in Africa, every two weeks I traveled by bicycle through the jungle to a nearby city for supplies. This was a journey of two days and required camping overnight at the halfway point. On one of these journeys, I arrived in the city where I planned to collect money from a bank, purchase medicine and supplies, and then begin my two-day journey back to the field hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival in the city, I observed two men fighting, one of whom had been seriously injured. I treated him for his injuries and at the same time talked to him about the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then traveled two days, camping overnight, and arrived home without incident. Two weeks later I repeated my journey. Upon arriving in the city, I was approached by the young man I had treated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me that he had known I carried money and medicines. He said, 'Some friends and I followed you into the jungle, knowing you would camp overnight. We planned to kill you and take your money and drugs. But just as we were about to move into your camp, we saw that 26-armed guards surrounded you. At this, I laughed and said that I was certainly all alone in that jungle campsite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man pressed the point, however, and said, 'No, sir, I was not the only person to see the guards. My five friends also saw them, and we all counted them. It was because of those guards that we were afraid and left you alone.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in the sermon, one of the men in the congregation jumped to his feet and interrupted the missionary and asked if he could tell him the exact day this happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The missionary told the congregation the date, and the man who interrupted told him this story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On the night of your incident in Africa, it was morning here and I was preparing to go play golf. I was about to putt when I felt the urge to pray for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, the urging of the Lord was so strong: I called men in this church to meet with me here in the sanctuary to pray for you. Would all of those men who met with me on that day stand up?" The men who had met together to pray that day stood up. The missionary wasn't concerned with who they were, he was too busy counting how many men he saw. There were 26.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is an incredible example of how the Spirit of the Lord moves in mysterious ways. If you ever hear such prodding, go along with it. Nothing is ever hurt by prayer except the gates of hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.freeandfrugal.com/stories/26gaurds.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105542995163940496?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105542995163940496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105542995163940496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105542995163940496' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105534320018278899</id><published>2003-06-11T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T22:53:20.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SPEEDING TICKET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack took a long look at his speedometer before slowing down: 73 in a 55 zone. Fourth time in as many months. How could a guy get caught so often? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When his car had slowed to 10 miles an hour, Jack pulled over, but only partially. Let the cop worry about the potential traffic hazard. Maybe some other car will tweak his backside with a mirror. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cop was stepping out of his car, the big pad in hand. Bob? Bob from Church? Jack sunk farther into his trench coat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was worse than the coming ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cop catching a guy from his own church. A guy who happened to be a little eager to get home after a long day at the office. A guy he was about to play golf with tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping out of the car, he approached a man he saw every Sunday, a man he'd never seen in uniform. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, Bob. Fancy meeting you like this." "Hello, Jack." No smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Guess you caught me red-handed in a rush to see my wife and kids." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I guess." Bob seemed uncertain. Good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've seen some long days at the office lately. I'm afraid I bent the rules a bit -just this once." Jack toed at a pebble on the pavement. "Diane said something about roast beef and potatoes tonight. Know what I mean?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know what you mean. I also know that you have a reputation in our precinct." Ouch. This was not going in the right direction. Time to change tactics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What'd you clock me at?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seventy. Would you sit back in your car please?" "Now wait a minute here, Bob. I checked as soon as I saw you. I was barely nudging 65." The lie seemed to come easier with every ticket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please, Jack, in the car." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flustered, Jack hunched himself through the still-open door. Slamming it shut, he stared at the dashboard. He was in no rush to open the window. The minutes ticked by. Bob scribbled away on the pad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why hadn't he asked for a driver's license? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the reason, it would be a month of Sundays before Jack ever sat near this cop again. A tap on the door jerked his head to the left. There was Bob, a folded paper in hand. Jack rolled down the window a mere two inches, just enough room for Bob to pass him the slip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks." Jack could not quite keep the sneer out of his voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob returned to his police car without a word. Jack watched his retreat in the mirror. Jack unfolded the sheet of paper. How much was this one going to cost? Wait a minute. What was this? Some kind of joke? Certainly not a ticket. Jack began to read: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Jack, &lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time I had a daughter. She was six when killed by a car. You guessed it -- a speeding driver. A fine and three months in jail, and the man was free. Free to hug his daughters All three of them. I only had one, and I'm going to have to wait until Heaven before I can ever hug her again. A thousand times I've tried to forgive that man. A thousand times I thought I had. Maybe I did, but I need to do it again. Even now. Pray for me. And be careful, Jack, my son is all I have left." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bob" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack turned around in time to see Bob's car pull away and head down the road. Jack watched until it disappeared. A full 15 minutes later, he too, pulled away and drove slowly home, praying for forgiveness and hugging a surprised wife and kids when he arrived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is precious. Handle with care. This is an important message; please pass it along to your friends. Drive safely and carefully Remember, cars are not the only things recalled by their maker. Funny how you can send a thousand jokes' through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the sanctity of life, people think twice about sharing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it to them. Pass this on, you may save a life. Maybe not, but we'll never know if we don't try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May today there be peace within you May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be. "I believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105534320018278899?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105534320018278899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105534320018278899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105534320018278899' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105534219782073179</id><published>2003-06-11T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T22:36:37.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You Are Blessed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you woke up this morning with more health than illness, you are more blessed than the million who will not survive the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture or the pains of starvation, you are ahead of 500 million people around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can express your beliefs without fear of harassment, arrest, torture, or death, you are more blessed that almost three billion people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have food in your refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof over your head and a place to sleep, you are richer than 75% of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish someplace, you are among the top 8% of the worlds wealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your parents are still married and alive, you are very, very rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hold up your head with a smile on your face and are truly thankful, you are blessed because the majority can, but most do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can hold someone's hand, hug them or even touch them on the shoulder, you are blessed because you can offer God's healing touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you own just one Bible, you are abundantly blessed. 1/3 of the world does not have access to even one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can read this message, you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world that cannot read anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105534219782073179?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105534219782073179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105534219782073179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105534219782073179' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105530840142646067</id><published>2003-06-11T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T13:13:50.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Footprints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night a man had a dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the LORD. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand; one belonged to him, the other to the LORD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the last scene of his life flashed before him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in his life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really bothered him so he questioned the LORD about it. " LORD, you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me ?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD replied, " My precious, precious child, I love you and would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you in my arms. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-author unknown &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105530840142646067?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105530840142646067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105530840142646067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105530840142646067' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105526094646971506</id><published>2003-06-11T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T00:08:37.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Science and God&lt;br /&gt;(part 4 of 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Now tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from monkey?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of course I do.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Have you ever observed evolution with your eyes, sir?' The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he realizes where the argument is going. A very good semester indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the commotion has subsided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, let me give you an example of what imean.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student looks around the room. 'Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the professor's brain?' The class breaks out into laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain, felt the professor's brain, touched or smelt the professor's brain? No one appears to have done so. So according to the established rules of the empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, with all due respect, sir. So if science says you have no brain, how can we trust your lectures, sir?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the student, his face unreadable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers. &lt;b&gt;' I guess you'll have to take them on faith.' &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105526094646971506?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105526094646971506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105526094646971506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105526094646971506' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105456777589575651</id><published>2003-06-02T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T14:12:04.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Science and God&lt;br /&gt;(part 3 of 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes.' The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested. The room suddenly becomes very quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student begins to explain. 'You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't have anything called 'cold'. We can hit 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any furher after that. There is no such thing as cold; otherwise we would be able to go colder than -458 degress. You see, sir, cold is only a word we used to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom, sounding like a hammer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What about darkenss, professor. Is there such a thing as darkness?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes,' the professor replies without hesitation. 'What is night if it isn't darkness?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light flashing light... but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word. In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker, woudn't you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor begins to smile at the student in fron of him. This will be a good semester. 'So what point are you making, young man?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, professor. My point is your philosophical premise is flawed to start with and so your conclusion must also be flawed.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor's face cannot hide his surprise this time. 'Flawed? Can you explain how?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;'You are working on the premise of duality.' the student explains. 'You argue that there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure.'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105456777589575651?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105456777589575651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105456777589575651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105456777589575651' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105430994434688697</id><published>2003-05-30T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T14:12:21.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Science and God&lt;br /&gt;(part 2 of 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness. All these terrible things, do they exist in this world?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student squrims on his feet. 'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So who created them?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Who created them?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still no answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is mesmerized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tell me,' he continues.'Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student's voice betrays him and cracks.'Yes, professor. I do.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man stops pacing. 'Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen Jesus?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No sir. I've never seen Him.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No, sir. I have not.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Have you ever felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your Jesus? Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God for that matter.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No, sir, i'm afraid i haven't.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yet you still believe in him?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'According to the rules of the empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God dosen't exit. What do you say to that, son?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nothing,' the student replies. 'I only have my faith.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, faith,' the professor repeats. 'And that is the problem science has with God. There is no evidence, only faith.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Professor, is there such a thing as heat?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes,' the professor replies. 'There's heat.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And is there such a thing as cold?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, son, there's cold too.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;'No sir, there isn't.'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105430994434688697?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105430994434688697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105430994434688697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105430994434688697' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105370128577180487</id><published>2003-05-23T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T14:12:38.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Science and God&lt;br /&gt;(part 1 of 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Let me explain the problem science has with Jesus Christ.' The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You're a Christian, aren't you, son?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes sir,' the student says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So you believe in God?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Absolutely.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is God good?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sure! God's good.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Are you good or evil?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The Bible says i'm evil.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor grins knowingly. 'Aha! The Bible!' He considers for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you try?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes sir, i would.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So you're good...!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I wouldn't say that.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if you could. Most of us would if we could. But God doesn't.' The student does not answer, so the professor continues. 'He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even though he prayed to Jesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?' The student remains silent. 'No, you can't , can you?' the professor say. He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax. 'Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Er... yes,' the student says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is Satan good?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student dosen't hesitate on this one. 'No.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The where does Satan come from?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student falters. 'From... God...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'That's right. God made Satan, didn't he? Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, sir.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Evil's everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything correct?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;'So who created evil?'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105370128577180487?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105370128577180487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105370128577180487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105370128577180487' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105361534152126260</id><published>2003-05-22T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T22:55:41.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>' Do u do things out of love for God, or out of fear?'&lt;br /&gt;This is the question raised in my cell tonight... and it set me thinking... yea i like to think... as long as its not about quantium physic or programming C++...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wats my answer? why.. im not sure... fear or love... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear sounds self fish to me... sounds like u hav no choice but to do it... love sounds more like u really want to do it... i guess there must be a balance and mixture of both... sometime, fear leads to obidence and love leads to sincerity... So wats the answer? not exactly answered... and i dont know... maybe ur shuld think for urself... as for me.. im going to continue to find the answer... maybe it will be revealed... maybe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105361534152126260?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105361534152126260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105361534152126260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105361534152126260' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105326572185609628</id><published>2003-05-18T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-18T21:48:41.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm... quite interesting... more stories more philosophy... but cant recall now... too many haiz... now cracking my brain to remember... hmmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... today church pastor shared a very cool thing... the sex of computer... male or female... haha chao nice... but hard to relate... maybe i go search a bit... see can find or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories... hmmm... well today Sunday school was doing Noah's ark and 3 weeks ago theres this bulletin... quite cool... about living like Noah... maybe i just larz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything i need to know about LIFE, I learned from Noah's Ark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one:      Don't miss the boat&lt;br /&gt;two:      Remember that we are all in the same boat&lt;br /&gt;three:    Plan ahead, It wasn't raining when Noah built the Ark&lt;br /&gt;four:      Stay fit. When im 600 yrs old, someone might ask me to do something big.&lt;br /&gt;five:       Don't listen to critics; just get on with the job that needs to be done&lt;br /&gt;six:        Build my future on high ground.&lt;br /&gt;seven:   For safety's sake, travel in pairs&lt;br /&gt;eight:    Speed isent always an advantage. The snails were on board with the cheetahs.&lt;br /&gt;nine:     When i'm stressed, float a while.&lt;br /&gt;ten:      Remember, the Ark was built by amateurs; the Titanic by professionals.&lt;br /&gt;eleven: No matter the storm, when i am with God, there's always a rainbow waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105326572185609628?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105326572185609628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105326572185609628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105326572185609628' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105317786579027488</id><published>2003-05-17T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T21:24:25.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Todae... tons happened... but... i shall fast forward the trivial stuffs... stuffs of no importance...&lt;br /&gt;Today had chinese 'mid-year'... got faked by the teacher... cuz the paper say 'common test'... grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, something happened today and i dun feel like talking about it... important stuff... but shuld not be viewed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next went for my tuition teacher's wedding, the pastor was talking abt 3 A's for couple to happen... they are Attraction, Affection and Acceptance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i off track a bit... For a multi-racial country to work as 1... i dun believe in tolerance... i think the only way is tru acceptance... anyway its my view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to share a story today... but today... too many stuffs happen and too many after thoughts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. the paster was going on abt the significance of the ring.. and the coolest part is the ring has no beginning and no end... lol... thats the length of the love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well rest of the days are trivial... small stuffs not worth included...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105317786579027488?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105317786579027488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105317786579027488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105317786579027488' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105300779646245378</id><published>2003-05-15T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T22:09:52.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The more i try not to put stress on people the more stress i feel.... Hmm... was just thinking about my life... Such a great mess... well have to clear up the mess... anyway... today nuthing much to relate... just went hanging out with victor...&lt;br /&gt;Dont feel like giving full details liaoz... haiz... some stuff are best remained unknown...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105300779646245378?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105300779646245378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105300779646245378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105300779646245378' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105292194020123737</id><published>2003-05-14T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-14T22:19:00.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz... today also not very happening... wonder why i do this blog stuff... seem like something else to do beside sleeping and eating... oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's be good... had Econs test... most prob fail... then went for maths lect... was reading chinese book though then break then physic which is boring followed by computing which is ok then GP which is fine too... but all in all quite boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went running with Qinhong after school... think got 4k ... or near that larz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bugis with Qinhong to meet Jeraldine then shop around for b dae gift... nuthing happened much too.. just stoning around.. haiz... another day of my life wasted... haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105292194020123737?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105292194020123737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105292194020123737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105292194020123737' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105263861509630160</id><published>2003-05-11T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T15:36:55.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woot! today is mother's day! yay!.. hah... now dun feel so depress but very tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 7 20.. haha was a bit late for church... Slept on the bus haha.. tats how tired i am...&lt;br /&gt;Service nearly slept tru, sunday school... never happen b4... don know why today so tired... must be yesterday running...haiz... hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to help out at the bay... very busy bay... they should get more helpers... and Ken shuld talk less.. haha... just kidding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home ... on the way back bought a tiny slice of cake for my mother... actualyl wanted a decent one... but my family quite small... also very dumb if only 2 pple celebrate with a large cake... so.. i got a small one instead... hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... since today is mother... haha maybe i share a story heh?... its a short one.. but quite touching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During world war 2, Jews were being sent to these camps by the Nazis... and theres this family that was sent to the camp larz... The father, mother and 2 brothers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way camp works was that, as long as u can labour, u live another day... on of the sons were actually very very young... so the father was scared about his son...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the camp, the father and the mother were separated but somehow they met and was able to meet everyday at that spot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, after the father worked and came to the meeting place, he only saw his older son weeping in a corner... he walked up and asked where is his younger brother... The older brother said that as the younger brother was weaker and was unable to work anymore... so the Nazis toke him away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing this, the father face changed... and he asked where is the mother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older son said ' Brother was crying when the Nazis toke him... Mum went to him and said "Dont be afraid, mum's with u" '....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were never seen again... Such is the sacrifice of mothers for their children... Have u thank ur mom today on such a special day??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105263861509630160?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105263861509630160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105263861509630160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105263861509630160' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105257518758016971</id><published>2003-05-10T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-10T21:59:47.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another story that i wanna share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voyaging ship was wrecked during a storm at sea and only two of the men on it were able to swim to a small, desert like island. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The two survivors, not knowing what else to do, agreed that they had no other recourse but to pray to God. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;However, to find out whose prayer was more powerful, they agreed to divide the territory between them and stay on opposite sides of  the island.   The first thing they prayed for was food. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The next morning, the first man saw a fruit-bearing tree on his side of the land, and he was able to eat its fruit. The other man's parcel of land remained barren. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After a week, the first man was lonely and he decided to pray for a wife.   The next day, another ship was wrecked, and the only survivor was a woman who swam to his side of the land.   On the other side of the island, there was nothing. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Soon the first man prayed for a house, clothes, more food. The next day, all of these were given to him. However, the second man still had nothing. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Finally, the first man prayed for a ship, so that he and his wife could leave the island. In the morning, he found a ship docked at his side of the island. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The first man boarded the ship with his wife and decided to leave the second man on the island. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He considered the other man unworthy to receive God's blessings, since none of his prayers had been answered. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As the ship was about to leave, the first man heard a voice from Heaven booming, "Why are you leaving your companion on the island?" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"My blessings are mine alone, since I was the one who prayed for them," the first man answered.   "His prayers were all unanswered and so he does not deserve anything." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"You are mistaken!" the voice rebuked him. "He had only one prayer, which I answered. If not for that, you would not have received any of my blessing! s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell me," the first man asked the voice,  "What did he pray for that I should owe him anything?" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"He prayed that all your prayers be answered." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For all we know, our blessings are not the fruits of our prayers alone, but those of another praying for us. With obedience come blessings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105257518758016971?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105257518758016971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105257518758016971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105257518758016971' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105257512517958066</id><published>2003-05-10T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-10T21:58:45.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was quite another bad day.. not really bad... but tip to the side of bad a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning woke up at around 6 45 am... Went to catch the bus.. in the end forgot to bring towel have to get back home... haiz was so sian... so toke a walk to Kim Keat area instead... haiz... some start of the day siaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school abt 8 then went pract the piano a bit... haha still cant play very well... unable to play the base notes.... cant read base clefs mahz... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Ivy came and ran 4.4k with her... today running was better than last week... maybe i improve a bit or maybe i running in lighter shoes :)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later went b balling with me, myself and zhiliang... joined by Grace then Joel... got sianz in less than 10 mins and went play floorball with yogi and that gang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. was so suck todae.. let in a lot of balls... haha think they also angry with me... they were winning one lorz... haha... so made an excuse to excuse myself... haha... dun wan to affect their game too... haiz... shuld hav stick to badminton....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back bandroom... found out that Ivy ran again with Huiqing and Shi Ying... haiz... haha siao sia... actually im suppose to join htem... but i went b balling mahz... so i miss the extra run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foot pain like siao... i a bit flat footed.. plus shoe so tiny...haha... so sore foot now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went discussing for live ad... was stoning all the way.. a bit no mood to participate.. dunnoe why... hahaz... Then stone somemore in bandroom and was fooling around (more like marching around).... hahz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went bathing and went for lunch with the rest of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace, Glenda they all hav to leave first.. also forgot why haha... then i left too.. hav to get to church... but somehow was joined by them in the bus stop.. haha... Waited for 76... very long sia... then Glenda found out she need not go to church anymore, called Grace who already left to go shopping... Haha.. was surprised when Grace agreed... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i arrived church with much disgust... totally disgusted with SBS... hiaz... Went to the bay and help out a bit... more like helping myself to the drinks haha :).... then stoning around there a bit... Left at around 7 30 with Ken, Liling and Zhiliang (not me, and yes, there are 2 Zhiliangs now)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toke 163 aka magical bus to toa payoh where we had dinner... On the way and tru dinner, they talked about their experience in army... sound so tiring and yet so fun... hahaz... Listened to their training makes me want to be more prepared... must go running more haha... hope by next year b4 army can clear 12k no sweat... heard its a standard distance... hahaz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked a bit and talked some more till around 9 and came back home... haiz so tired liaoz... Went online and saw this e-mail... haha another story... worth sharing with... maybe i make another post for that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105257512517958066?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105257512517958066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105257512517958066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105257512517958066' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105248539796828879</id><published>2003-05-09T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-09T21:03:17.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz... second post.. too boliao.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was on DSC when doing the first post... after that went to find Sam who happen to be in VJ supporting SA soccer team... found him with Kenneth and well.. we chatted a bit.. though i won't mind a more psersonal one :)... Haiz.. too long never see... really miss him haha... Gave him the add of this blog.. hope u see this soon =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we sent him off on bus 135 then me and kenneth walked back to school and i stoned in the bandroom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly stoning, just wandering around, watching joel and qinhong play badminton in bandroom.. haha... then just sit on matress and really stoned... The singapore wax museum should just employ me sia... make a fine specimen haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. my day start to turn out better... tomolo will be another busy day.. i just knew it... that will be said tomolo.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shall share a touching stories... some may hav heard it some hav not... but still... to those who heard it.. be touch again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there was this man, walking along the beach. And he saw a younger man, picking something up from the shore and threwing it into the sea..This happend for quite some time so the man decided to walk and see what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he approaches the shore, he saw thousands and thousands of starfishes... These starfishes were swept up the shore by high tide... Unable to return to the waters during the low tide of the day, the starfishes were dying.. And the young man was trying to save the starfishes by throwing them back into the sea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man walked to the young man and spoke:'Sonny, there are thousands of them... The amt u can save is too little.. Even u manage to save a few hundreds, thousands more still die, ur wasting ur efforts... its not going to make a difference...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man picked up another starfish and threw it in the waters and said&lt;br /&gt;'it made a DIFFERENCE TO THAT ONE.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105248539796828879?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105248539796828879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105248539796828879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105248539796828879' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105246849345103061</id><published>2003-05-09T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-09T16:21:33.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz.. today also so sian.. bit depressing.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... today was panicking all the way.. havent do Econ essay, havent study chinese test havent do maths tutoria...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything turned out fine... studied chinese on the way to school... maths i copied.. econs essay deadline was postphoned... hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke of the day haha very funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday during physic tutoria Jason apparently did not do his tutoria (i think)... And our tutor were like... U taking 5 As ah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... we were laughing like siaoz.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe it man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105246849345103061?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105246849345103061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105246849345103061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105246849345103061' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105239827723999300</id><published>2003-05-08T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T20:51:17.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out to bishan after school...&lt;br /&gt;Was with Shaun, Qinhong and Joel.. toke the 55 bus ... ended up in Bishan 5 mins late hahaz...Was joined by Si Rong and Kenneth after 2 mins.. then we went into the cinema...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show is ok (X-men 2)... wasnt really enjoying it thouroughly... either it was because of the despair or just because the show itself sux... i really dun noe... but.. cant feel the enjoyment... yawned a couples of times.. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However wolverine was sooo cool... powerful claws... haha and Jean look really like Cyclops mother with her funny hairstyle haha... Think the show not cool enough was because ice man and rouge had little role... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... looking forward to Matrix now.. im sure it will be a great movie :) and haha... waiting for Jean to become Phoniex... then fun hahaz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. its a bit late... havent done any homework yet...Must do maths and econs essay... have not even look at the question paper... then theres this chinese test tomolo.. haiz also havent started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week got Chinese mid-year liaoz and hav to hand in book report the week after... Now 30 hrs a day also not enuff...&lt;br /&gt;Life in VJC just rocks.... Bah... shuldnt lie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105239827723999300?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105239827723999300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105239827723999300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105239827723999300' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105237239471427136</id><published>2003-05-08T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T13:39:54.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz.. yesterday was so sad...&lt;br /&gt;i was not sad lar... but others were... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;The SYF for band larz... so stupid...&lt;br /&gt;haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day yea we went SYF... i think actually we played very good for our choice piece... but only set piece sad sia.. screw up here and there and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When result was being announced we were so scared... we were actually at the side door.. haha met my VS senior Ee How... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first it was like band no. 1 TPJC silver ... band no. 5 VJC gold then we were like soo happy.. shouting and jumping... ok maybe not happy but just haha... glad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they announce the result for top 5 band...&lt;br /&gt;Since it was by alphabetic order... first band was ACJC... followed by NJC then RJC...&lt;br /&gt;We were like... wats after R? V and T.. means high chance got in top 5 liaoz... was feeling hopeful... very hopeful... then suddenly.......&lt;br /&gt;SAJC....&lt;br /&gt;Our jaws dropped lor... now its just between VJ and TJ and we heard them... very good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course.. we din't get in top 5 larz... haiz so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most of the gers cried on the spot... never see so many friends cry at same time... i from boy school mah... haiz... a bit bu4 zi suo3 cou4... ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went walk walk.. comfort each other a bit... haha... end up roaming in Suntec with Qinhong, Grace,Cherrly,Glenda...&lt;br /&gt;haha then joined by Fax and his gang... haha... was talking crap all the way... relieving stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today no one wan to go to school... everyone feeling very down... for me i had self made 6 free periods... haha&lt;br /&gt;Some just pon.. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today also quite boring lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning played warcraft 3 then PE then bandroom till now... haha life just happen to sux when ur down...&lt;br /&gt;haiz......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105237239471427136?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105237239471427136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105237239471427136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105237239471427136' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105223087838815272</id><published>2003-05-06T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T22:21:18.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay... tomlo is SYF ! Liberation is here!&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... today was just another boring day...&lt;br /&gt;Started school with SC investiture... so dumb... ended with a lame song that they went stomping... After that still must carry chairs back to classroom and classroom is at 2nd floor larz....&lt;br /&gt;After tat was boring GP followed by boring chinese then a break :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponned Econ lect with CH at library to study for physic... haiz... the test did not go as well... but... hiaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computing was even worse... CH was playing half-life beside and i was searching in the internet... I think the teacher turn a blind eye.. pretend not to see... even though i was 20 mins late she also a bit bo chap... haiz... VJC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was econs... was stoning... had not much impression then left early for band prac...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today band prac was fast... short and sweet... but they had to end with lengthy speeches to encourage us... grrr we need REST not SPEECHES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went parkway with SY to buy stuffs... was joined by G later... G was erm... not in the mood... haha maybe i rushed her or something like that... and she under lotsa stress...haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went toa payoh mos was treated by a church mentor... haha free dinner taste so much better :) Met Shi Ai in there and poof... was home b4 i knew it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomolo SYF liaoz... now still no feeling.. dunnoe why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105223087838815272?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105223087838815272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105223087838815272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105223087838815272' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105214462814317901</id><published>2003-05-05T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-05T22:23:47.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz another day had passed... and SYF coming closer... its the day after tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... today nuthing much happened... was stoning through most of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP had another debate and it sux... The motion was :homosexual Should  be given the same rights as heterosexual people .  and my team had to get the  oppo site... sianz... in the end it was impromtu and talk cock session.. for our side anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ended with phy pract and luck was on my side... wasnt screwed haha... Spent time doing the exp... some lame stuff that require intense concentration to tell difference between metres and centi-metres...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tat was band prac... nuthing much just the same old practise... but had to keep the chairs... the chairs were so damn heavy... 5 chairs and 4 chairs can feel a lot of difference... kaoz.... never will keep the stupid chairs again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and reached home at abt 9 and yea... tats the end of today story haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105214462814317901?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105214462814317901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105214462814317901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105214462814317901' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5354740.post-105204402601153599</id><published>2003-05-04T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T18:27:06.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Todae woke up 7 45 am rushed to get to interchange to meet my friend for breakfast before heading to chruch... By the time on the bus halfway tru... realised we were so very very late... hahaz in the end we gave up... ended up strolling there hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundae service was ok... sermon was fine... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday school was kinda good... answered quite a number of question i had... but it made my life more difficult... haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was helping at da bay... was working like mad... cuz no exp mah... never level up then do such diffi tasks liaoz... like trying kill diablo with level 1 amazon hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day breeze tru and ended up with my friend in bishan walking around stoning... Found a book ok names and decided to call myself Zuriel or Zurial... whichever sound nicer :).. still pending... nothing finialised yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 6... haiz... now stoning on computer... waiting for x-man only hahaz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5354740-105204402601153599?l=zhiliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105204402601153599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5354740/posts/default/105204402601153599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhiliang.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105204402601153599' title=''/><author><name>[cz]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TeSptt1Ozl8/SXqQNoSPxzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cIJWiJvPmD4/S220/Chileong+-+Bear.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
