<?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-6136939</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:25:52.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>faiTh stanDs</title><subtitle type='html'>i believe in love faith and hope</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>412</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-114723711743548388</id><published>2006-05-10T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T12:58:37.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made-over! (rather poor quality scanning)</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/114723711743548388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=114723711743548388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114723711743548388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114723711743548388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/05/made-over-rather-poor-quality-scanning.html' title='Made-over! (rather poor quality scanning)'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-114554065409418338</id><published>2006-04-20T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T21:44:14.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Runway-Make up Contest Preliminary</title><summary type='text'>MAKE UP ARTIST: WONG JIE YUNHAIR STYLIST: WONG JIE YUNOVERALL STYLIST: WONG JIE YUNi think she is supremely extremely talented. witha  make up artist and stylist like this, why would i need to worry? as in i was really perfectly contented to sit there and let her do everything. i didnt wear contact lens, so i just sat there quite confident, and was very amazed when i saw the end product at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/114554065409418338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=114554065409418338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114554065409418338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114554065409418338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/04/project-runway-make-up-contest.html' title='Project Runway-Make up Contest Preliminary'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-114553772032784141</id><published>2006-04-20T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T21:04:35.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>steph's party</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/114553772032784141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=114553772032784141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114553772032784141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114553772032784141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/04/stephs-party.html' title='steph&apos;s party'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-114553747668448851</id><published>2006-04-20T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T20:51:16.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revived as photo blog</title><summary type='text'>due to my inability to post pictures on my wordpress, i have decided to revive this place as photo blog.  and i think i have fallen in love with staring at myself in the pictures. HURHUR.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/114553747668448851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=114553747668448851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114553747668448851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114553747668448851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/04/revived-as-photo-blog.html' title='revived as photo blog'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-114063354306729531</id><published>2006-02-23T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T02:39:03.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of a matter</title><summary type='text'>I am half way through categorising stuff on my new blog. then there are links to put up.in other words, pretty soon, this place will be closed. and before it is officially closed, i wont be updating here either. rather silly to be trying to categorise everything on the other new blog and adding new entries here right?alrightt. had a tiring day. i napped for 4 hours after dinner.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/114063354306729531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=114063354306729531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114063354306729531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114063354306729531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/02/end-of-matter.html' title='The end of a matter'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-114036188643274871</id><published>2006-02-19T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T23:11:26.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have no more use for religion</title><summary type='text'>the more i experience the Holiness of God, the more i am certain of this: men's empty words and traditions can never replace the true holiness of God. they are nothing more but  empty shells. more and more, i am convinced that once you experienced the Holiness, touch the Holiness, be in that cloud of Glory, there would be a physical response. you can't be standing still; it is more than just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/114036188643274871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=114036188643274871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114036188643274871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114036188643274871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-have-no-more-use-for-religion.html' title='I have no more use for religion'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-114027651217908035</id><published>2006-02-18T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T23:28:32.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new beginnings (of sorts)</title><summary type='text'>i am attempting to move my blog. but i cant choose my own templates using the new website. but it doesnt really matter. things like that stopped mattering awhile ago. but it allows for categorizing which is great. and my brother has been using it for awhile. so i shall attempt to categorize some 400 entries. will probably take a long time to move. that blog will be more private, i hope. this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/114027651217908035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=114027651217908035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114027651217908035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114027651217908035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-beginnings-of-sorts.html' title='new beginnings (of sorts)'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-114018949344074274</id><published>2006-02-17T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T23:18:13.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you touched my heart</title><summary type='text'>today at the clinic, i met a wise old man. he touched my heart with his soft voice, enchanting stories and examples. his silver hair, cropped neatly sparkled under the orange light. but most of all: it was his eyes- translucent grey; sparkling and dimming as the story plunges in and out of  climax. i seldom look into people's eyes when i speak to them. i find that experience too intense. but yet,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/114018949344074274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=114018949344074274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114018949344074274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114018949344074274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-touched-my-heart.html' title='you touched my heart'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-114009721873945639</id><published>2006-02-16T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T21:40:18.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no title</title><summary type='text'>laura carpe diem-ed! haha. i had a much better day at the office today, because there were interesting sms-es to reply. kex and her indignant messages; laura with her latest updates; sarah and her spying ones; dawn toh with her loving ones. so my day was spent figuring out stupid excel files- numbers that won't tally, formulas that dont make a lot of sense, but with sms-es that made me smile, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/114009721873945639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=114009721873945639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114009721873945639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114009721873945639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-title.html' title='no title'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-114000202255757039</id><published>2006-02-15T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T19:13:42.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>carpe diem. indeed?</title><summary type='text'>i didnt seize the moment. because it is not what i desired anyway.i am non desperate. but this is quite fun and laura says people will hate me for it. nownow. do not ask me what is happening. if your name is sarah or laura, pretend that you dont know anything too. meanwhile guess, and er ask it shall be given to you, seek and you shall find.!anyway i found a nice place to shop away my lunch break</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/114000202255757039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=114000202255757039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114000202255757039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/114000202255757039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/02/carpe-diem-indeed.html' title='carpe diem. indeed?'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113993155120843554</id><published>2006-02-14T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T23:39:11.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is</title><summary type='text'>1 Corinthians 13: 4-8Love is patient, love is kind.It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects,always trusts,always hopes,always perseveres.Love never fails.Majesty (Here I Am)Here I am humbled by your MajestyCovered</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113993155120843554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113993155120843554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113993155120843554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113993155120843554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/02/love-is.html' title='Love is'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113984682126664837</id><published>2006-02-13T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:07:01.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont believe</title><summary type='text'>i don't believe in time and place when it comes to relationships. i think the right person will bring the right time and place. if we follow the 'right time and place' argument, it implies that a relationship with anyone is possible. dont think so. anyway this is random.work at AIA is supremely, mind numbingly BORING. my goodness. i check numbers at the actuarian department. which is basically </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113984682126664837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113984682126664837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113984682126664837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113984682126664837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-dont-believe.html' title='i dont believe'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113970263778649448</id><published>2006-02-12T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:00:36.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mr creative</title><summary type='text'>ha, i went to Mr Creative's house. er ya, the guy that makes your zen. actually not exactly his house, but his brother's house. apparently he bought the next door house too. er my god sister married Mr creative's brother. so i claim fame to be his god-sister-in-laws. right.the house is quite simple if you think about the thousands of zen vision, zen micros that are bought each month. but right, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113970263778649448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113970263778649448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113970263778649448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113970263778649448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/02/mr-creative.html' title='mr creative'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113955301378734137</id><published>2006-02-10T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T21:27:14.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now, now, this is not funny anymore</title><summary type='text'>nothing else to say.(/add)now, now 7 hours after i first blogged in this entry, i must say that the day turned out to be a pretty good day. gone are the days of mindless korean drama watching and feeling like a cooped bird at home. i found a 9 to 5 job! actually a 845am -530pm job at AIA. that will put me right smack between hamster hui and kex geographically. i request for orientation lunch on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113955301378734137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113955301378734137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113955301378734137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113955301378734137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/02/now-now-this-is-not-funny-anymore.html' title='now, now, this is not funny anymore'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113954320104174629</id><published>2006-02-10T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T14:26:30.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>late night msn conversations</title><summary type='text'>ok, rather, it is early morning conversations3.30am-530am spent talking to mr darius sit on msn. life is getting stranger by the moment.and he thanks me for his indulgence.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113954320104174629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113951388555930156</id><published>2006-02-10T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T03:38:05.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>morning blues</title><summary type='text'>i am up at 3am. i think i slept too early at like 11pm just now. but i think i am just feeling unsettled so i woke up. i feel like taking a shower. or waking my brother up. he is asleep beside me now and having a million strange positions and changing them every 2o seconds. i think he is having a dream in which he is itchy, because he is scratching himself here then there. but i suppose it is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113951388555930156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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joy, lol AMUSED</title><summary type='text'>the different degrees of positive emotions i experience today.happiness: there is something strangely therapeutic about seeing one of your oldest and bestest friend nodding away beside you on the bus ride home. it made me feel like reaching out and telling her to rest her head on my shoulder so that you wont nod about so much. but i have extremely bony and uncomfortable shoulders to sleep on. so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113949131468641856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113949131468641856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113949131468641856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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(eh no, it wasnt the protest about cartoons). it was the story of the maid made to endanger her own life to hang clothes on the ledge. she died at 22. hanging clothes on a ledge. how ridiculous and it made me very angry. i was even more disturbed to find out that her employer tried to appeal for leniency based on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113941778051104889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113941778051104889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113941778051104889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113941778051104889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/02/great-injustice.html' title='the great injustice'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113932785940352356</id><published>2006-02-07T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T23:57:39.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>val's day.</title><summary type='text'>i thought of valentine's day and thought of mr acjc val. haa. he came for service at expo on sunday. and i was extremely nice to him. ok sort of nice.anyway i wanted to throw a party for singles on valentine's day. but that i will consider again. something zzz happened, it was like a complete mockery to my loneliness. my dearest track senior from acjc, siwei, called me at work today asking me for</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113924309583961410</id><published>2006-02-07T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T00:24:55.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle Maker</title><summary type='text'>John 5A Man Healed at the Pool of Bethesda 1 After this there was a feast of the Jews, and Jesus went up to Jerusalem. 2 Now there is in Jerusalem by the Sheep Gate a pool, which is called in Hebrew, Bethesda,[a] having five porches. 3 In these lay a great multitude of sick people, blind, lame, paralyzed, waiting for the moving of the water. 4 For an angel went down at a certain time into the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113924309583961410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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saved</title><summary type='text'>i am currently very much in love with my newest delirious? album. hurhur. it is categorised under rock. i shall post up lyrics soon.the worship band surprised me a great deal. i always thought they were a talented band but i've never participated in their worship sessions. but from the way the worship leader spoke- you know that his every inspiration came straight from the Word of God.and i love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113920564709476984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113920564709476984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113920564709476984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the meaning behind each piece but it was really really beautiful to watch. and it was quite amazing because the whole performance lasted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113907114226925637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113907114226925637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113907114226925637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113907114226925637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/02/beauty-unexplained.html' title='beauty unexplained'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113893735661863193</id><published>2006-02-03T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T11:29:16.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disappointment</title><summary type='text'>i went to bed last night feeling disappointed about too many things. it is quite absurd. the midnight hysteria that would hit. the entire day would have gone past just fine and nothing would have made me upset. yet for 2 nights running, once i switched off the bed light and close my eyes, i will begin the cry. as quickly as the tears would come, they would go too. i dont even know for sure what i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113893735661863193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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kexian</title><summary type='text'>RULE ONE - list 5 weird or random things about yourself1) I have a habit of untying my bolster covers' strings and i only fall asleep if i slip the string in between my toes and tug at the strings. i think it is the most comforting thing ever. and because i move my toes upwards and downwards, when i was young i code name this action "zip zip". hurhur2) whenever i am in thought, i will touch my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113889739164387768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113889739164387768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113889739164387768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113889739164387768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/02/tagged-by-kexian.html' title='tagged by kexian'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113889586750138068</id><published>2006-02-02T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T23:57:47.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amused</title><summary type='text'>Channel News Asia:Due to the increase in demand for palm oil world wide, orang utans are becoming endangered species.EH?! what sort of news is this? i found it very amusing! haha. so i told it to melody.and i also told her that people kill orang utans for their MEAT(according to the news) . ehhh! orang utan meat anybody? my treat ok?but mel was even more amusing.mel: i thought they kill them for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113889586750138068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113889586750138068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113889586750138068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113889586750138068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/02/amused.html' title='amused'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113876295782504147</id><published>2006-02-01T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T11:54:13.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i lost weight again</title><summary type='text'>shoot. i am, get this 46kg. wth?!i lost weight even after A levels ended. what is happening?i shall not think myself silly. and meanwhile weight gain programme starts (again) now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113876295782504147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113876295782504147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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drama (Jewel in Palace, so it counts ever so slightly as being cultured) and read Memoirs of Geisha. er i ate very little coz i didnt move alot.charming life isnt it? hurhur</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113871986176635557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113871986176635557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113871986176635557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113871986176635557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/charmed.html' title='charmed'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113855500977784644</id><published>2006-01-30T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T01:16:49.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>personality</title><summary type='text'>actually i have thought about this for some time but i have not taken the effort to blog about it. i was on the bus ride on the way to malaysia last december when i became deeply unsatisfied with who i present myself to be. i became accutely aware that the MUACKS and can i be permitted to use this word, 'bitchy' attitude i adopt is not who i am. i must admit i dont make a very good b****  but the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113855500977784644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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stop caring</title><summary type='text'>maybe i should stop caring about somethings/ for some people. for one, it is so tiring. two, perhaps  it is just a selfish desire to want to achieve my own personal aims. three, he/she dont care anyway . so why should i?but that is a very very sad thing to think about on the morning of Chinese New Year.anyway i woke up this morning thinking of Chinese couplets. i think they are very intelligent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113850086529073596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113850086529073596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113850086529073596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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now too and i can pay my own bills. all in all, i am financially independent and i wish to keep it this way even when University starts. i shall find tuition jobs.say </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113842499224621087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113842499224621087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113842499224621087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113842499224621087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-working-adult.html' title='i am a working adult'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113840534505428405</id><published>2006-01-28T07:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T07:42:25.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puzzle pieces</title><summary type='text'>by some weird inspiration, i thought it will be nice to string together parts of different entries and with a song lyric. anyway this is for Jieru- because she is the most wonderful, albeit slow in news brother in the world. we played our little pretend game and we played it well. it was the sort of game that you would see on your drama series- with all the climaxes, anti climaxes, twist of fate,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113836785681206822</id><published>2006-01-27T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T07:44:26.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lonely..i'm so lonely</title><summary type='text'>green eyed monster hath consumed me. sticks out my tongue at happy dandy couples! i protest la. haha but then being single gives me the chance for hot dates. hii. i got a date with kex again. haha. i am being very cheena cultured. i am watching 2 Huayi performances next month- one with mum and one with kex. aiyah. then of course i have many books which i loaned from the library and i have a new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113836785681206822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>delightful surprises</title><summary type='text'>i was spring cleaning my room and throwing out stuff in one of the storage boxes when i discovered delightful surprises in forms of random tutorials and scribblings on lectures.i discovered 1st 3 month stuff and term 1 progress report in cjc. i scored an A (75marks) for math. HAHA. oh well. and a strange G-string pad given to us by Triumph and clara designed the back of the pad. i threw it away </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113825708272234522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113825708272234522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113825708272234522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113825708272234522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/delightful-surprises.html' title='delightful surprises'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113806548287863006</id><published>2006-01-24T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T09:18:02.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think world war 3 has began</title><summary type='text'>yes world war 3 has began. it is jx against mozzies! ugh! i hate mosquitoes!! the first night was when i heard it buzzing in my ear and then it proceeded to sting me on my leg. it was too fast for me. but i grabbed the bottle of insecticide and sprayed in EVERY corner in my room.! HA! you die! but then last night or this morning was just off. i was sound asleep when i began to feel an itch on my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113806548287863006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113806548287863006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113806548287863006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113806548287863006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-think-world-war-3-has-began.html' title='i think world war 3 has began'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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fighting?</title><summary type='text'>i want to swear.  i want to cry.  i want to scream. can everybody please keep quiet for once? i am about to burst. you can pick up the pieces of me after i have burst. you will be a good friend.thank you.i dont see the worth in values. they dont seem applicable right now. i dont know who are and what makes someone a real friend too.i was amused by the events of the day. and then comes the spoiler</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113776961643634829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113776961643634829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113776961643634829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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a jolly good evening. plus i shopped and i've got myself a new bag and a really bimbotic looking note book. haha. next week i shall buy my cutesy swatch watch. because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113768757802201251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113768757802201251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113768757802201251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113768757802201251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/she-perfected-pink.html' title='she perfected pink'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113750597536965994</id><published>2006-01-17T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T21:52:55.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>innovation</title><summary type='text'>i have an infection in my ear hole. i get them once in a while when i wear non-silver/platinum/gold (ie, non-expensive) type of earrings for too long. heh. seems like i am biologically made to enjoy the expensive stuff eh? that aside, i was thinking about how to get rid of the rather painful infection when it struck me that i was working in a dental office for goodness sake. there is tonnes of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113741718584412932</id><published>2006-01-16T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T23:32:18.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>has it come to this?</title><summary type='text'>Has it come to this?  this is a rhetoric question but i am uncertain too.  it probably has.i was fine the entire day, carrying on with my work, hardly bothered. then on the bus back home, i plugged in my player and closed my eyes. perhaps it was the too melancholic tune; i felt a wave of utter despair crash over me. no, rather, it surged through me and i had a mental image of me bursting out, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113741718584412932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>rediscovery</title><summary type='text'>i forgot how good Faye Wong is. it is a pity she dont cut albums anymore. some people think she's strange. but i think she's got style. she is style epitomised. i mean what she wore in her album some 4 years back is in fashion now. anyway this is for anna who has a new found love for cheena songs. this was the song i wanted to tell you about.流年词：林夕曲:陈晓娟爱上一个天使的缺点 用一种魔鬼的语言上帝在云端 只眨了一眨眼最后眉一皱 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113733981796664393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113733981796664393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113733981796664393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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and focus. i was just standing there in His House and all of a sudden it just struck me that the most blessed thing i could be doing now, was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113733514922917888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113733514922917888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113733514922917888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113733514922917888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/love-joy-and-peace_15.html' title='love joy and peace'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113725020641935471</id><published>2006-01-14T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T22:50:06.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The God-given Grip</title><summary type='text'>Compassionn. deep awareness of the suffering of another coupled with the wish to relieve it.I think the above is such a great definition of the word "compassion". Personally, compassion to me is that grip, that twist in my heart when i hear of someone's situation. it is feels almost like the guilt pangs that hit us- in the sense that you can feel it physically. but at the same time, if i can call</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113725020641935471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113725020641935471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113725020641935471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113725020641935471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/god-given-grip_14.html' title='The God-given Grip'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113716668794776757</id><published>2006-01-13T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T23:38:07.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worn</title><summary type='text'>i am feeling worn out. it is a gnawing on the inside type of tiredness. i wonder why people mindlessly fight and have cold war over minute things again and again. i am tired of playing guessing games with some others.and now i am tired of sms-es/msges that only require you to give them an answer to their question and nothing more. the worst part: i know i do that too. hurrying and rushing. it is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113716668794776757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113716668794776757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113716668794776757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113716668794776757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/worn.html' title='worn'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113708659499654020</id><published>2006-01-13T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T01:23:15.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fragments</title><summary type='text'>i have in my mind fragmented thoughts (as usual) i shall try to piece them together slowly.first of all,  we sent off brendan just an hour ago? i hope he does ok. and i gave him a HYPER unglam gift. hahaha. no one else got him that, so that is fine and he broke out into laughter when he saw the gift. very unglam but a good gift in my own bhb opinion.old memories:on the way to the airport, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113708659499654020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113708659499654020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113708659499654020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113708659499654020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/fragments.html' title='fragments'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113699116092146995</id><published>2006-01-11T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T22:52:40.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Profession</title><summary type='text'>pro·fes·sion   n. An occupation or career An occupation, such as law, medicine, or engineering, that requires considerable training and specialized study. The body of qualified persons in an occupation or field: members of the teaching profession. pro·fes·sion·al n. A person following a profession, especially a learned profession. One who earns a living in a given or implied occupation: hired a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113699116092146995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113699116092146995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113699116092146995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113699116092146995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/profession.html' title='Profession'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113686662359841263</id><published>2006-01-10T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T12:17:03.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Ng Kexian</title><summary type='text'>to my darlingg kex: you are sooooooooooooooooo lovableee! MUACKS &lt;3  haha and we have to work out our date, since i am a bum today.yongming: i want to go for chapel..haha. yes drop by, you can polish your teeth or alternatively remove all your hair. apparently men come to the doctor for IPL hair removal on the arms and legs. i wonder for what purposes la...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113686662359841263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113686662359841263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113686662359841263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113686662359841263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-for-ng-kexian.html' title='Just for Ng Kexian'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113681856628559445</id><published>2006-01-09T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T22:56:07.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>various subjects</title><summary type='text'>i witnessed gynae examination today! i only stared at the screen of the ultrasound machine. hurhur. a tiny black circle on the screen-it was a foetus. but sadly, i think the unmarried couple plans to abort it. there IS life now, and there will not be anymore. why do things like that happen?i assisted in a dental surgery today too. i found out that blood does not gross me out AT ALL. i was just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113681856628559445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113681856628559445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113681856628559445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113681856628559445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/various-subjects.html' title='various subjects'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113681783019173177</id><published>2006-01-09T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T22:43:57.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hurhur</title><summary type='text'> You scored as Journalism. You are an aspiring journalist, and you should major in journalism! Like me, you are passionate about writing and expressing yourself, and you want the world to understand your beliefs through writing.What is your Perfect Major? (PLEASE RATE ME!!&lt;3)created with QuizFarm.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113681783019173177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113681783019173177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113681783019173177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113681783019173177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/hurhur.html' title='hurhur'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113663451487210147</id><published>2006-01-07T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T20:59:33.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stinking fingers</title><summary type='text'>i' ve got perpetually stinking fingers. argh. i want scented hand wash and hand creams too.this shall be the shortest post ever. i am running out of things to say.(/add)i have found something to say. since the year began, it has been an active struggle to not look back: not look back at the old mistakes, disappointments and generally not ponder about things of the past. i think it is like wanting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113663451487210147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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men just dont get it</title><summary type='text'>today at the clinic, i met some rather stubborn/haughty men. admittedly these characteristics apply to females just as well as to males, but because of the whole lot of irritating men that frustrated my plans today- i have decided on the above title.specimen 1) is a rich, affluent, young man in his thirties. he came to the clinic with his girlfriend. anyway he was being rather obnoxious and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113656982652068960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113656982652068960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113656982652068960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113656982652068960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/men-just-dont-get-it.html' title='the men just dont get it'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113638701719767849</id><published>2006-01-04T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T23:03:37.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog maintanance</title><summary type='text'>1) my friend said he cant see my tag board. but i think most people see it fine. so right, i am doing this test run thing. if u cant see my tag board, please leave a comment on the entry. i shall find out if my blog template is screwed up or if my friend's computer is screwed. haa2) notice to all anons. thank you for your support and readership despite this place being rather uninteresting. i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113638701719767849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113638701719767849&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113638701719767849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113638701719767849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-maintanance.html' title='blog maintanance'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113629510739804612</id><published>2006-01-03T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T23:12:38.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sneezing fits</title><summary type='text'>i am in a sneezing fit. ugh. i seldom sneeze, i usually get blocked noses.but anyway work was quite good. i helped pull out elastic bands for the ortho braces. then i helped people book appointments too. and i picked up rubbish from all the dust bins in the clinic too. CA's mum said that sometimes i have to chaperone while ca's dad conduct gynae examinations.  that is very interesting, i think. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113629510739804612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113629510739804612&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113629510739804612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113629510739804612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/sneezing-fits.html' title='sneezing fits'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113619996473406877</id><published>2006-01-02T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T19:06:06.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boo hoo</title><summary type='text'>i am ill.and i am starting work tomorrow.i still ended up with a job with CA's mum and so that is great.but who wants an ill CLINIC receptionist/assistanti have a sore throat and i just found out i am running a fever too. boo hoo.my throat hurts, it hurts even when i breatheee. i dont feel like watching anymore dvds because my eyes hurt from staring at the screen. i dont want to read either, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113619996473406877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113619996473406877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113619996473406877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113619996473406877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/boo-hoo.html' title='boo hoo'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113613283055362999</id><published>2006-01-02T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:27:11.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotel Rwanda</title><summary type='text'>okk i know i am rathherr slow in catching on with things because i am a good nanyang girl who doesnt go for movies (as much) during my examination year. yea. whatever."you're a good man, Paul.."this is just a gazillion stars movie. and i am gazillion years behind time. haha. Wyclef Jean - Million Voices African Chorus throughout song: ----------------------------------- Ni dyar'izuba, Rizagaruka,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113613283055362999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113613283055362999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113613283055362999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113613283055362999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/hotel-rwanda.html' title='Hotel Rwanda'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113612392434425809</id><published>2006-01-01T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T21:58:48.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>resolutions</title><summary type='text'>actually they are goals/plans that are very down to earth rather than airy resolutions.1)  clear debts, support myself financially this 6 months.2) i want to learn ballet. i know it is late. i dont really want adult ballet courses, i am tempted to go stick it out with kids for graded ballet courses. i know, i have strange, late bloomer dreams. thanks3) this is in terms of money again: haha, make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113612392434425809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113612392434425809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113612392434425809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113612392434425809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2006/01/resolutions.html' title='resolutions'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113611495288278390</id><published>2006-01-01T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T20:02:36.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through it All- Hillsong</title><summary type='text'>You are forever in my lifeYou see me through the seasonsCover me with Your handYou lead me in Your righteousnessAnd I look to YouAnd Iwait on YouI sing to You LordA Hymn of LoveFor Your Faithfulness to meI'm carried in everlasting ArmsYou never let me goThrough it allHallelujah HallelujahHallelujah HallelujahAULD LANG SYNE Words adapated from a traditional songby Rabbie Burns (1759-96) Should </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113611495288278390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113611495288278390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113611495288278390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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much less of that this year.but there were still unhappy days this year.the year started out kinda rough, weeks and weeks of apprehension. i felt like half the track exco was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113603888035703828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113603888035703828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113603888035703828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113603888035703828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/before-clock-strikes-12.html' title='before the clock strikes 12'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113601036735442131</id><published>2005-12-31T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T14:26:07.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos from yesterdayy</title><summary type='text'>all the food...jiayi and her fishy tale. see she had 3 huge pieces of fishbut by the time she was done with them..it was left with this.because she cut out ALL of this..the niu che shui jie mei hua (jieyun absent) so with the 2 of them it is more like san ba jie mei. heefoood! we ate up most of the things. except for that gigantic pack of meat and noodlesyay! full attendance.!front row(from left)</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113596032188623372</id><published>2005-12-31T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T00:32:01.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EOY muse</title><summary type='text'>i planned for a melancholic reflective entry today. i know it is quite strange to plan for a blog entry topic days before but that was what i did a few days ago.but i feel anything but reflective now. i just feel plain happy. today has been a greaaat day!i wished i could post up pictures now. but i am using the lap top now and there is no point uploading my photos onto my brother's lap top.. so i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113596032188623372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113596032188623372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113596032188623372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113596032188623372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/eoy-muse.html' title='EOY muse'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113590346081172592</id><published>2005-12-30T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T08:44:20.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>front page news</title><summary type='text'>1) quote of the day:MM Lee Kuan Yew, on the challenges SIA and Changi Airport faces..."I didnt live to 82 to be defeatist. We're going to fight and win."in my opinion, he's THE man. haha. LKY forever!2) CHIJ TP, when moving to toa payoh premise in 1983"Many of the older girls couldn't relate to the new premises, because it was the Town Convent that carried their memories, their sense of history </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113590346081172592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113590346081172592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113590346081172592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113590346081172592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/front-page-news.html' title='front page news'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113586831057558603</id><published>2005-12-29T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T22:58:30.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why change is good.</title><summary type='text'>i say..CHANGE is zzz good.why the zzz did i looked like that?? okk admittedly right, that was like post prelims/ pre O levels already. ie i was going mad already and no more contact lenses. you see scoring 21 points for L1R5 for prelims and having to see the vice principal is not a very desirable thing. but still, i am glad some things changed.to whom it may concern, cant do the L____ thing la, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113586831057558603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113586831057558603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113586831057558603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113586831057558603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-change-is-good.html' title='why change is good.'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113586740341990026</id><published>2005-12-29T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T22:43:23.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Power Color Is TealAt Your Highest:You feel accomplished and optimistic about the future.At Your Lowest:You feel in a slump and lack creativity.In Love:You tend to be many people's ideal partner.How You're Attractive:You make people feel confident and accepted.Your Eternal Question:"What Impression Am I Giving?"What's Your Power Color?hurhur. i found the  eternal quesiont thing rather true. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113586740341990026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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interviews</title><summary type='text'>i went for 3 interviews today and missed out on the first one (which i thought sounded like a good deal) but i simply could not find where it was located and i didnt store the person's number.i shall narrate the laborious details of my day because that is exactly how the day was- full of labour and toil.i reached Pennisula Plaza at like 10 and i couldnt find the stupid place, so i headed to BK </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113585066201957968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113585066201957968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113585066201957968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113585066201957968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/more-interviews.html' title='more interviews'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113577510943229377</id><published>2005-12-28T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T21:05:09.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interviews</title><summary type='text'>i realised that my nerves before an interview is due to the event (the interview) rather than the person (interviewer). this is a change. i used to be scared of people rather then events.okk more interviews tomorrow, i am not going for my second interview with this advertising company because i have to work on the whole of saturday. i need to go for my own cell group meeting. i cant be attending </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113577510943229377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113577510943229377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113577510943229377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113577510943229377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/interviews.html' title='interviews'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113568755844103287</id><published>2005-12-27T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T20:45:58.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boo-boo day</title><summary type='text'>today is a boo-boo day. everything kinda went wrong. my job interview tomorrow is cancelled because there is no more vacancy. my hair could not be straightened. the rain kept on pelting down on me and many many bad conversations.but i was cheered up when jin enlightened me on how the lamp post in narnia was created: it grew out of a piece of metal (i think that is what he said) so that is pretty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113568755844103287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113568755844103287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113568755844103287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113568755844103287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/boo-boo-day.html' title='boo-boo day'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113568329078235884</id><published>2005-12-27T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T19:34:50.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><summary type='text'>"..Tonight all the hells of young grief have opened up again; the mad words, the bitter resentment, the fluttering in the stomach, the nightmare unreality, te wallowed-in tears. For in grief nothing 'stays put'. One keeps on emerging from a phase, but it always recurs. Round and round. Everything repeats. Am i going in circles, or dare i hope i am on a spiral?But if a spiral, am i going up or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113568329078235884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113568329078235884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113568329078235884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113568329078235884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_27.html' title='-'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113568055993313503</id><published>2005-12-27T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T10:19:21.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dullness</title><summary type='text'>i struggled to keep back my tears on the bus ride home. again and again, i felt the flush of warm tears threatening to flood over. i wanted to take out my music player, plug the ear phones in so that my mind would be filled with nothing but the pumping beat of music. but i sat there frozen, one arm across my bag and the other wrapped over my stomach- as if afraid that i will be attacked, hurt or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113568055993313503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113568055993313503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113568055993313503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113568055993313503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/dullness.html' title='dullness'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113560401846193649</id><published>2005-12-26T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T21:33:38.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am kinda angry/disappointed/disillusioned with people (actually only one person) i realised some people  (one person at least) dont really care what is happening in my life. oh well. so this is the truth. but at least i have friends that really do care.anyway i am cheered up by a new blouse my mum bought for me. i only bought one top for new year. so budget. proud of myself. i did alot of mix </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113560401846193649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113560401846193649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113560401846193649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113560401846193649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-kinda-angrydisappointeddisillusio.html' title=''/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113550705291909530</id><published>2005-12-25T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T18:38:00.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>personalised christmas greetings</title><summary type='text'>this is specially for those who read my blog but i have unfortunately not found out your home address thus did not send a christmas card.firstly i wanna wish you a very merry christmas!and a happy new year! and jingkai sayss... DING DONG!again..merry merry christmas! may it be blessed for everyone! =D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113550705291909530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113550705291909530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113550705291909530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113550705291909530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/personalised-christmas-greetings.html' title='personalised christmas greetings'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113542806229934225</id><published>2005-12-24T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T20:41:02.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite..</title><summary type='text'>O Holy NightMusic: Adolphe C. AdamOriginal French Lyrics: Placid ClappeauTranslated by: John S Dwight O holy night, the stars are brightly shining;It is the night of the dear Savior’s birth!Long lay the world in sin and error pining,Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth.A thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices,For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn. Fall on your knees, O hear the angel</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113542806229934225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113542806229934225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113542806229934225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113542806229934225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-favourite.html' title='My favourite..'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113536308260841437</id><published>2005-12-24T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T02:38:02.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The need</title><summary type='text'>the restlessness.the racing of heart.the worrying.the not pin pointing the cause of worry.the cold war at home.the tension.the nerves.the silent screams.the want for quiet.the waking up at 2am/sleeping at 10pm.the hungry stomach.the steaming chocolate.the need for peace/to be in the Secret Place again.and it is already christmas eve..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113536308260841437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113536308260841437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113536308260841437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113536308260841437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/need.html' title='The need'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113532725560446258</id><published>2005-12-23T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T16:40:55.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hermit</title><summary type='text'>oh second blog entry of the day, it is quite obvious that i am hermit-ing today. hee. anyway there's a party starting in half an hour and i am either going to be 1) late or 2) not going. of coz there's another party at 10 hurhur.  i dont feel like partying/socialising today. i am quite satisfied with hermiting with my book.i want to order pizza!! anyway talking about food, there is a wonderful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113532725560446258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113532725560446258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113532725560446258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113532725560446258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/hermit.html' title='hermit'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113530639078685917</id><published>2005-12-23T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T13:04:50.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of strange things</title><summary type='text'>of strange dreams.i had a bad dream this morning. i think it is the result of my own worries and a full stomach. anyway the dream reminded me of other more unfortunate real incidents in my life. so i think the end result is real emotions re-surfaced due to unreal happenings in my dreamscape." it is just a dream."of strange conversations\invitations.at 1am last night, darius tried inviting me to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113530639078685917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113530639078685917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113530639078685917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113530639078685917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/of-strange-things.html' title='of strange things'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113526931657997930</id><published>2005-12-23T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:35:16.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><summary type='text'>cant think of a good titletoday as i was walking up the slope leading home, i saw a pretty sight..trees overgrown and crowding onto the path. it reminded me of this the hills of malaya picture i posted up a few entry ago. and i thought, perhaps the cliche is true: beauty is all around you. then i lamented the fact that probably the overgrown trees will be trimmed in a few days' time to for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113526931657997930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113526931657997930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113526931657997930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113526931657997930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_23.html' title='-'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113516621471548710</id><published>2005-12-21T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T19:56:54.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>score points already la..</title><summary type='text'>haha, i am forever teacher's pet. hurhur. in primary 5/6 i was my form teacher's pet (together with a rivalry pet..i still dont talk to the guy today..) anyway, i loved/admired this teacher because she was pretty and classy (to a p6) she is this rich tai tai who had scented plasters. (it is again no coincidence that i admire tai tai s) but she was a pretty good teacher..like reallly! haha. (i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113516621471548710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113516621471548710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113516621471548710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113516621471548710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/score-points-already-la.html' title='score points already la..'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113505589515428858</id><published>2005-12-20T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T13:18:15.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugly</title><summary type='text'>i feel ugly now. no. i am looking ugly now. i've got a semi swollen right eye which gives me triple eye lids. but the worst part isnt the swell. as some of you all know, my facial skin is rather translucent especially near the eye area. so when i lift my eye brows, you can see all the veins below it. and now due to the swell, it has made the skin even tighter around my eyes and i can see all the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113505589515428858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113505589515428858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113505589515428858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113505589515428858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/ugly.html' title='ugly'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113504877519593769</id><published>2005-12-20T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T11:19:35.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pangkor - private beaches.</title><summary type='text'>jetty terminal on the mainland: muacks dada! hahafreedom! liberty! (equality!)singapore sling. my brother and i drank at the resort lounge. i thought it was rather weird of my brother to come to m'sia to drink singapore sling. oh well, i had some tequilla cocktail, i conclude i am not much of a drinker. i didnt really get drunk but still..hmm.very romantic couple that waltzed at the lounge area </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113504877519593769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113504877519593769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113504877519593769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113504877519593769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/pangkor-private-beaches.html' title='pangkor - private beaches.'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113494348696974780</id><published>2005-12-19T05:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T06:04:47.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malaysia photos-a glimpse</title><summary type='text'>this one needs explanation. this is the aftermath of playing "Donkey" using regular cards. and the forfeit for the "donkey" was that everyone else would draw on his face using powder. as you can see, my young cousin, guang here is not very lucky and i on the other hand was powder free! hee, this game brought back nice childhood memories. we used to play that when we were younger and when none of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113494348696974780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113494348696974780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113494348696974780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113494348696974780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/malaysia-photos-glimpse.html' title='malaysia photos-a glimpse'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113494169729708620</id><published>2005-12-19T05:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T23:09:35.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it is morning</title><summary type='text'>i post the following now for 2 reasons: 1) hoping it will be less conspicuous, 2) i think everything i felt at that moment is now irrelevant. all i feel towards you , no not feel towards you, what i feel when i think of you is now a dull sensation. at the moment of truth- realising that things has indeed changed, it is like what every writer have described- stark and sharp. but after that split </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113494169729708620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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home</title><summary type='text'>hmm. i am back home from my holiday. it was a pretty good trip- i like travelling with my brother. we continued our wacky head gear photo series, i shall post up the photos soon.then staying with my relatives was quite fun- cousins to play with, sleeping at my uncle's new house which hosts little or no mosquitoes instead of my grandmother's place which is like 10min car ride away, but serves as a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113490240407383713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113490240407383713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113490240407383713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113490240407383713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/home-sweet-home.html' title='home sweet home'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113447627443686773</id><published>2005-12-13T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T20:17:54.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia, Truly Asia</title><summary type='text'>just a quick update:i'm in malaysia, some random cyber cafe on pangkor island. my dad booked a resort on a private beach so i'm living a demi-hi life now, i suppose. but all these ends tmr..will be going to grandma's place tmr morningthere i will continue my get fat scheme. hurhur. my pre prom double food portions scheme is only the prelude to the TRUE GET FAT SCHEME-which can only happen in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113447627443686773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113447627443686773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113447627443686773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113447627443686773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/malaysia-truly-asia.html' title='Malaysia, Truly Asia'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113431797553734285</id><published>2005-12-11T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T00:19:38.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Sports Stars</title><summary type='text'>Li Jiawei (left) and Zhang Xueling. ehh! li jiawei is my all time favourite sports starr. i think she's super cool-with her signature move- fanning herself with her bat. hurhur. table tennis remains the only sport that i will cheer aloud while watching live telecast. i just saw her play finals of ITTF  against the Chinese world champion on tv. she lost 4-0, but all were close matches. i think she</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113431797553734285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113431797553734285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113431797553734285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113431797553734285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/singapore-sports-stars.html' title='Singapore Sports Stars'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113418744890378679</id><published>2005-12-10T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T12:04:08.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Down</title><summary type='text'>things are just not turning out right. i am disappointed with myself, i guess.Rain Down - Delirious?  Looks like tonight, the sky is heavyFeels like the winds are gonna changeBeneath my feet, the earth is readyI know its time for heaven's rain, it's gonna rainIt's gonna rain, again Cos it's living water we desire To flood out hearts with holy fireRain down all around the world we're singingRain </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113418744890378679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113418744890378679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113418744890378679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113418744890378679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/rain-down.html' title='Rain Down'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113415023835375622</id><published>2005-12-10T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T01:43:58.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird musings that are hypothetical</title><summary type='text'>i wonder how is it possible for people to be physically intimate and yet no longer emotionally intimate..? does that mean that the opposite is nothing more than an object? or is it just that seeing the person in context stirs up good memories and lots of joy that all the previous disagreements are forgotten and so both feel completely at ease once again? hmm. it is a weird musing and it is not </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113402984032757387</id><published>2005-12-08T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T12:49:36.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prom photos/aftermath</title><summary type='text'>                                                                        mr acjc val phua.jin who had alternate personalities that night- chinese pimp who tries to sell me off.. i am not buy one get one free, you *abc 123* ; chinese kungfu master; chinese man that marries angmoh and chinese film director.my attempt at a nice potrait shot that will make me look a million dollars. err..didnt work </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113402984032757387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>-</title><summary type='text'>i'm feeling a lil weary- of obvious shows of favoritism, of people arguing when i am not trying to.but it is ok. it doesnt really matter actually. i am used to it already and i have come to realise that it really doesnt matter after awhile.anyway jieyun told me an interesting story of someone expressing concern over the fact that jy didnt get a proper dress for prom. she said sthg like its prom </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113375164001181863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113375164001181863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113375164001181863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113375164001181863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113360936693858759</id><published>2005-12-03T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T19:29:26.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>productive</title><summary type='text'>very productive day. reached town slightly after 12.30pm left town at 2.40pm and i bought my prom dress and shoes. i saw the bag that i might get and i only need to buy that and my eye make up and i will be done. maybe i should go look harder for my eye make up. it must be somewhere.and i must say i am very satisfied with what i bought. i didnt really like the shoes but now i think they go great </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113360936693858759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113360936693858759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113360936693858759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113360936693858759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/productive.html' title='productive'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113357489124044139</id><published>2005-12-03T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T09:54:51.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"remember by heart"</title><summary type='text'>i was thinking of the notion "remember by heart". conventionally, we will use it to mean to memorise something. but if you think about it really carefully, remembering something by heart can have a much deeper meaning. we remember things using our minds-our intellect. and the heart is often thought to represent your emotions, your soul. so remembering something by heart is something much more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113357489124044139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>thoughts</title><summary type='text'>today has been a busy day again and i still havent got the chance to go to town to buy my dress. tomorrow is D-DAY. i wanted to go shop today after pastor sy roger's session and before bible study at holland v. but there wasnt enough time in between and i ended up waiting in church with sally and mich for pastor yk to finish his bible study before hitching a ride from him to holland v. i spent my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113352604085219251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113352604085219251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113352604085219251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113352604085219251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/thoughts.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113345432939276175</id><published>2005-12-02T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T00:29:31.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>put off</title><summary type='text'>i am put off by something i just heard. but forget it i told myself i will never blog about this anymore. it is all done. now to bed and to a very busy day ahead.!its ironic how i am more busy now. as in not busy with going out and meeting friends.i am really busy busy. so weird. haha. oh well its good..!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113345432939276175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113345432939276175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113345432939276175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113345432939276175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/12/put-off.html' title='put off'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113343736366635299</id><published>2005-12-01T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T23:17:35.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arts council forever</title><summary type='text'>i woke up at 8 this morning and cabbed to church. it was 10 bucks because the driver took a wrong turn somewhere in the toh tuck estate. cabs and me are just not great friends.but the training session with pastor sy rogers was really great.we met pastor yk at the session too. so i told him i wanted to skip the bible study session with him tomorrow since i went through the lesson before but he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113343736366635299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>mm. more shopping</title><summary type='text'>mm. bought shoes but they are not for prom, eyeliner and mask from watson's. and they gave me a free pink panther cushion. what am i going to do with it la?!anyway i was shopping at johor. my dad went to get a hair cut first. i think malaysians have a better service sector than singapore, coz i was sitting outside the barber shop being bored when the barber came and asked me to sit in the shop </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113334627538181370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113334627538181370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113334627538181370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113334627538181370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/11/mm-more-shopping.html' title='mm. more shopping'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113332292217092388</id><published>2005-11-30T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T11:55:22.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to do</title><summary type='text'>Things to Do1) Read more random books and books that i haven't had time to read (harry potter, the complete greek mythology, biographies)2) Swim, jog and exercise-tone my abs and calves. [ part of prom prep too]3) According to my mum: vacuum the home everyday. yes mum4) Bake and learn how to cook normal dishes [prep to becoming a good wife]5) Meet up with nanyang track girlss6) Meet up with cjc </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113332292217092388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113332292217092388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113332292217092388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113332292217092388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/11/things-to-do.html' title='Things to do'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113326971887042508</id><published>2005-11-29T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T21:08:38.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping.</title><summary type='text'>i shopped for 6 hours today, and i did bren's weird goth make up which i didnt like in between my shopping.it wasnt really shopping, since i didnt buy anything. but i tried quite a few stuff.i tried a red poofy dress with a big bow and it was cute! i looked like a exciting gift package. but it was 600 dollars plus plus. and i tried it because it looks super cute. haha, i almost panicked to death </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113326971887042508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113326971887042508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113326971887042508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113326971887042508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/11/shopping.html' title='shopping.'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113323936550791085</id><published>2005-11-29T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T23:43:43.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anti climax (/edit)</title><summary type='text'>i spotted lit s question. the most random paper i am taking and i spotted questions. not 1 but 3 questions. theatre, movie adaptation and Death (refer to last post) all came out. even shakespeare question was ok- we could actually do two - the tragic hero and fate question and also the settings question. i should be happy, i came home happy. i wrote pretty ok, better than my lit s prelims (/edit)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113323936550791085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113323936550791085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113323936550791085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113323936550791085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/11/anti-climax-edit.html' title='anti climax (/edit)'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113318125322896089</id><published>2005-11-28T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T20:34:14.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ignore this</title><summary type='text'>this is purely for catharsis only- i am depressed! i dont want to study anymore. i dont want to read about the plights, hubris, whatever of tragic figures who dream too much anymore. UGHH!DOWN WITH ALL THE TRAGIC FIGURES!i think all my texts are depressing. in every single text, someone dies.see in shakespeare tragedies- obviously the tragic hero dies right?thenn, DEATH of the salesmangrapes of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113318125322896089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113318125322896089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113318125322896089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113318125322896089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/11/ignore-this.html' title='ignore this'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113317288255623728</id><published>2005-11-28T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T18:14:46.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold War</title><summary type='text'>Cold War has just began at home. the war is waged between dad and mum- over a new refridgerator (cold war remember?) i think husbands should never bypass wives' decisions or be ready to face wrath. but my dad decided to pay the full price for the fridge to maintain peace. hurhur.anyway on the topic of wrath: the grapes of wrath is making me really mad. it is taking so long to study and i am only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113317288255623728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113317288255623728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113317288255623728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113317288255623728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/11/cold-war.html' title='Cold War'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6136939.post-113309388987805584</id><published>2005-11-27T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T20:18:09.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOUBLE DOUBLE!!</title><summary type='text'>double of what you may ask..DOUBLE OF MY FOOD PORTIONSsee, i have a plan to gain 5 kg okk, 3 kg will be fine by prom. because collar bones protruding, ribs that that protrude and the two bones at the upper back that stick out, plus hip bones that protrude too, plus being able to feel each notch of your spine is ABSOLUTELY NON HOT!okk i must admit that most of these bones that protrude has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/feeds/113309388987805584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6136939&amp;postID=113309388987805584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113309388987805584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6136939/posts/default/113309388987805584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithstands.blogspot.com/2005/11/double-double.html' title='DOUBLE DOUBLE!!'/><author><name>jingxuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18439025673021454077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
