<?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-7739504</id><updated>2011-06-08T13:05:42.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aHboy =)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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>414</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7739504.post-2082041420396947072</id><published>2008-06-16T13:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T13:09:47.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moveedd...</title><content type='html'>badboi_busted.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://setapartbygod.wordpress.com"&gt;setapartbygod.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-2082041420396947072?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/2082041420396947072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=2082041420396947072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2082041420396947072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2082041420396947072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/06/moveedd.html' title='Moveedd...'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-3492451148914568607</id><published>2008-06-02T09:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T11:54:48.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spartian OR persian?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7RQm37K-clg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7RQm37K-clg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye. I was watching this last night and something really inspired me alot is how much they fought for their own freedom and how much they are commited to one common goal.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that drew the line very clearly between the spartans and the persians is really just one thing. The spartans are fighting for their own cause, they are fighting for something that they belong to, they are fighting for something that really mattered to them. Every single 300 of them. They are not just any face other face that they see in the squad, they are people that mattered to them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The persians on the other hand are just slaves. Slaves that are ordered to kill. Slaves that are just ordered to fight. They have no common goal, they do not feel belonged to the persians, they are just there to fight cause their master said so.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really like what PJ said during sermon on saturday. The persians are just hired man. They really at the very esscnese are just hired man, "hired" to kill. The spartans on the other hand, are really very much like shepherds.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really brought me back to how once again, the life of a christian differes so much with someone living in the world. We are ultimately living for a cause, living to do that something that we hold so dearly to our hearts, doing and serving not only caused we are called to do so, but really cause we want to. Its so much different from a commercial world where everything is done just simply for their OWN PERSONAL survival in the world, in the competitative market where everything is just about protecting one's interest... &lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what are we today? what really are we today? are we a persian? or are we a spartian?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-3492451148914568607?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/3492451148914568607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=3492451148914568607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3492451148914568607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3492451148914568607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/06/spartian-or-persian.html' title='spartian OR persian?'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-4963800444404220008</id><published>2008-05-31T09:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T09:11:42.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Fame</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XMSYbozaEUo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XMSYbozaEUo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Could then be day when His Fame echoes loudest. And our campus hear His Name?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-4963800444404220008?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/4963800444404220008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=4963800444404220008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4963800444404220008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4963800444404220008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/05/your-fame.html' title='Your Fame'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-377860712058125986</id><published>2008-05-30T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:45:45.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/68q8y5nkdPo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/68q8y5nkdPo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God reminded me one point in life. Mnay a times we ask why hasn't God been helping us when we are in need. but God asked me this. Have I even asked Him for help? Many a times, when we face a problem, we are so focused on asking why hasn't God come and help rather then focusing on asking God for help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What are you focused on today?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-377860712058125986?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/377860712058125986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=377860712058125986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/377860712058125986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/377860712058125986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/05/asking.html' title='Asking.'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-1762405476459852551</id><published>2008-05-22T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T20:35:18.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prayer.</title><content type='html'>i know i'm struggling. but am i praying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sherwoodpictures.com/"&gt;http://sherwoodpictures.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-1762405476459852551?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/1762405476459852551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=1762405476459852551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1762405476459852551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1762405476459852551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/05/prayer.html' title='prayer.'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-2374901929640150183</id><published>2008-05-20T03:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T04:24:47.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God. My prayers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;孩子的禱告&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;詞/林恩德  曲/林恩德  編曲吉他/門田英司&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;演唱/林恩德  專輯: 天使部落&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cZ7zNNYHLmE&amp;amp;hl=zh_TW"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cZ7zNNYHLmE&amp;amp;hl=zh_TW" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當我一個人獨處  你總是陪在我身旁&lt;br /&gt;當我傷心絕望無助  你恩典總為我守住&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當沒有人聽我訴苦  你總是摟我的肩膀&lt;br /&gt;你說我的孩子  在我沒有難成的事 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;用你的恩典  扶持我的裡面&lt;br /&gt;好讓我站立在你潔白聖殿&lt;br /&gt;哦！主  求你垂聽我的呼求&lt;br /&gt;這就是孩子的禱告&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這就是我的禱告&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Basics of Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-style: italic;" class="Display4" nowrap="nowrap" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Authors:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td style="font-style: italic;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a class="nicelink" title="Click to search for all songs by this Author" href="http://www.ccli.com/songsearch/search.cfm?search_type=byAuthor&amp;amp;author_first_name=Don&amp;amp;author_last_name=Koch&amp;amp;search_method=exact&amp;amp;search_words=&amp;amp;display_options="&gt;Don Koch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="nicelink" title="Click to search for all songs by this Author" href="http://www.ccli.com/songsearch/search.cfm?search_type=byAuthor&amp;amp;author_first_name=Mark&amp;amp;author_last_name=Harris&amp;amp;search_method=exact&amp;amp;search_words=&amp;amp;display_options="&gt;Mark Harris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    &lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ccli.com/songsearch/skins/visitor/Images/Spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="5" width="19" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td style="font-style: italic;" class="Display4" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Copyright:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td style="font-style: italic;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;      1992 Paragon Music Corporation (Admin. by BMG Music, Pty. Ltd.)    &lt;br /&gt; Point Clear Music (Admin. by BMG Music, Pty. Ltd.)    &lt;br /&gt; A-Knack-For-This Music (Admin. by BMG Music Pty., Ltd.)         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/svoIk8iHVX0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/svoIk8iHVX0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;We've turned the page, for a new day has dawned&lt;br /&gt;We've re-arranged what is right and whats wrong&lt;br /&gt;Somehow weve drifted so far from the truth&lt;br /&gt;That we cant get back home&lt;br /&gt;Where are the virtues that once gave us light&lt;br /&gt;Where are the morals that governed our lives&lt;br /&gt;Someday we all will awake and look back&lt;br /&gt;just to find what weve lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We need to get back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To the basics of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A heart that is pure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And a love that is blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A faith that is fervently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grounded in Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The hope that endures for all times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are the basics,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we need to get back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To the basics of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newest rage is to reason it out&lt;br /&gt;Just meditate and you can overcome every doubt&lt;br /&gt;After all man is a God, they say&lt;br /&gt;God is no longer alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still believe in the old rugged cross&lt;br /&gt;And I still believe there is hope for the lost&lt;br /&gt;And I know the rock of all ages will stand&lt;br /&gt;Through changes of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've let the darkness invade us too long&lt;br /&gt;We've got to turn the tide&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we need the passion that burned long ago&lt;br /&gt;To come and open our eyes&lt;br /&gt;Theres no room for compromise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-2374901929640150183?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/2374901929640150183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=2374901929640150183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2374901929640150183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2374901929640150183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/05/god-my-prayers.html' title='God. My prayers.'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-3506046201870829499</id><published>2008-05-06T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T20:42:49.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Read, Held, Kept &amp; Cherished</title><content type='html'>I sat in the bus on the way home from school, holding on to my file with that piece of paper held close to my heart, I started to thank God for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-3506046201870829499?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/3506046201870829499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=3506046201870829499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3506046201870829499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3506046201870829499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-read-held-kept-cherished.html' title='I Read, Held, Kept &amp; Cherished'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-6041662368120646101</id><published>2008-03-30T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T01:55:08.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey just to let you now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up... jiayou =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-6041662368120646101?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/6041662368120646101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=6041662368120646101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/6041662368120646101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/6041662368120646101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-just-to-let-you-now.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-338690395039782607</id><published>2008-03-03T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:06:15.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stumbled upon, read, invoked, reflected, understood.</title><content type='html'>Stumbled upon some, read about it, and invoked my emotions about those certain issues, reflected upon them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting my walk in this coming three year journey down the road with this Friend i call Jesus, and accompanied by a totally mind-blowing family. Coming here wasn't easy. So much as to say, I always felt like a New Believer born with a silver spoon. I was born into the cchms family of y-hope-ians, and it wasn't just any ordinary family. In fact it was the biggest then. Being born into an environment as thee, where all the foundations were set right and the field all plowed for us to grow in, to mature and to bear fruits. Growing there wasn't though despite the many differences and oppositions faced. But there are too one side that i used to think about a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat so that many a times we often stumble upon why are those who taught and set the rules are often also the one not following what is taught and breaking the rules set. Leaders are placed upon us for a reason, no matter how imperfect they are, how much we can't see why are be under them, they are there for a reason. Human eyes are very much like sheep eyes. A sheep can only see as far as the next sheep infront of him, and basically what sheep does is to follow one another's butt or the shepherd's butt. Entrusting their lives to the shepherd despite the decisions made.&lt;br /&gt;Humans are ultimately in-perfect beings, for we are all still sinners saved by God's grace. Mistakes do happen, stumbling stones do get into ways at times.&lt;br /&gt;True enough that how can a leader lead without followers. But think about it. Arn't your leaders a follower of your leader's leader? Your a follower, but arn't you too leading the lost around you back to the love of Christ?&lt;br /&gt;Standards and compromise. Sadly inevitable, due to the human nature of not wanting to receive changes in their lives, there will come a point where we will start compromising on the standards we set upon ourselves. Due to us refusing to step out or even delaying as much as possible to step out of the comfort zone. Very much a times when we look at an issue as such, we often start to think why are we compromising and often dwelling into the subject and ultimately doing nothing about it. Rather, why not seek continual refreshment and renewal in the faith, in what you believe in and in you vision. Vision leak cause we start to loose sight of it. Straighten and re-align. Come back to the vision.&lt;br /&gt;There are many things around that we often see with our own eyes, making everything surrounding the word "me". Think of it this way, God has a purpose for every single decision that is made and God do have a purpose for you to everyone around you, below AND above. It is a decision ultimately when we choose to not only let your leaders be there for you but also to be there for them whenever they need. Instead of placing them into the fault, why not try going up to them and asking them about that issue, and clarifying things out? Helping them go through that part of the walk with them, with God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has a lot to say, and alot to complain too. Have been trying to be objective in the decisions I've been making and trying to see which will be able to benefit the kingdom most. True to say that many a times, I start to ask myself questions regarding the word "self" and many how many a times a tend to just follow the crowd and just "let things flow". I must say, I'm not a very good person when comes to talking, basically I'm that kind where I tend to say faster then my brain can start working. And many a times, saying the word "no" is hard. It might seem funny to some out there, but rejecting someone may not seem that easy, and there are many times in a discussion, further elaboration will actually crumble one's soul den to help sort. There are many things that cannot be explained, and there are many things that cannot be elaborated. Ask me why saying no is hard, simply cannot be elaborated. If you understand then you will understand, if not then... There are many a times, we as human being too do not understand ourselves.... For only God understands the minds of us. His children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscing about certain events that has happened. Extracted out the clip "I Love This Family Of God" and and... It really felt really down hearted... I guess there are many things in my heart that I have failed as a sheep to express to the shepherds and leaders looking after be for the past three years. The people that haven been there to spur me on in this three years, the people who has been there with me during all the ups and downs in the walk. Many names flashed back in my mind, the names of those whom I have failed to expressed them, and the many that have left and wondered away. The many names who I never brought out the courage to tell them how much they mean to me. How much I treasure the times that we had. The little things, those little moments in my walk. There are many... many... things left unsaid and unspoken... I guess beneath every hard shell that you see out there, there is that something soft... Something in everyone's heart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for the person that has been always supporting me and really there for me when I needed help most. Thinking back about things, I would never have thought 4 years ago that we will become the close buddy that we are today, thinking back, who would have though we would come and serve together in this family. Really sorry for not being there for you when you really needed someone, sorry for not being able to stand by you then... Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Strengthen, guide, lead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-338690395039782607?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/338690395039782607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=338690395039782607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/338690395039782607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/338690395039782607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/03/stumbled-upon-read-invoked-reflected.html' title='Stumbled upon, read, invoked, reflected, understood.'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-5796657051114302555</id><published>2008-02-26T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T23:30:54.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TEMPTATION... OMTTT</title><content type='html'>OMTTT... SO MANY TEMPTATIONS!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Apple Time Capsule (1TB)&lt;br /&gt;2) Apple iPhone&lt;br /&gt;3) Apple MacBook PRO&lt;br /&gt;4) SONY HD DV CAM&lt;br /&gt;5) SONY HD DV DECK&lt;br /&gt;6) APPLE/DELL 20"/ 24" LCD DISPLAY&lt;br /&gt;7) 30" LCD TV (I'm crazy)&lt;br /&gt;8) WD 1TB Harddisk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgsh. SO MANY TEMPTATIONS. haha. ok. tempted. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bionk bionkk..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-5796657051114302555?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/5796657051114302555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=5796657051114302555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5796657051114302555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5796657051114302555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/02/temptation-omttt.html' title='TEMPTATION... OMTTT'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-4931964837111888739</id><published>2008-02-24T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T23:16:11.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to God...</title><content type='html'>grace... given.. taken, yet unchanged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many times in life, we crave for a second chance, and yet when given, we make the same old mistake with that second piece of paper. and after which we yearn for a third, a fourth, a fifth, continuning the deadly cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, God gives us grace, but how much so we take it into our heart? Many a times, God just seem so far and distant, and many a times, no matter how much you do not want to make the mistake, that same old thing in you just persuade you to carry on. It doesn't necessary mean that "Hey, i'm not perfect, so need to wait for me to grow rite?" but hey, are we really growing internally as we are supposed to? Putting one into a area of temptation where everything in the surrounding is not helping one to get near to God, but to encourage one to get even furthur. How much help are we giving ourselves when we do that? Speaking of Grace, how often is grace given and yet forgotten? How many a times do we make God tear for us. How many a times do we let God sunk down in disappointment for us. How Jesus felt when He is on the cross, dying for the sins of men, but yet, men taking it forgranted and mocking Him. That kind of feeling. We as child of God. How many a times have we bitten Him? Hurt we feel when we get sheep bites, but what about when we bite back at God? How does He feel? But yet... He chose to still be with us. He chose to be still there. Why? One may think. Why?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the top of God's creation is is ultimate and most wonderfully made. Men. Adam and Eve. Both the ultimate creation, given a mind to think and to speak. Beautifully and wonderfully made, but how many a times, have we allow ourselves to be stashed with dirt and scars. Scars that we never reveal, dirt that we cover up... But God sees them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Our tears are diamond in His eyes. How about His in our heart?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-4931964837111888739?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/4931964837111888739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=4931964837111888739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4931964837111888739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4931964837111888739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-god.html' title='to God...'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-1551641430360216475</id><published>2008-02-15T13:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T13:13:36.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>test...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An ISFP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/isfp.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a gifted artist or musician (though your talents may be dormant right now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy spending your free time in nature, and you are good with animals and children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, you enjoy beauty in all its forms and live for the simple pleasures in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentle, sensitive, and compassionate - you are good at recognizing people's unspoken needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are quiet and sweet yet very passionate. You love easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an underlying love for all living things, and it's easy for you to accept someone into your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you do best in an unconventional position. You express yourself well and can work with almost anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good veterinarian, pediatrician, or composer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Sympathetic, kind, and communicative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Incompetent, insecure, and overly sensitive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-1551641430360216475?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/1551641430360216475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=1551641430360216475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1551641430360216475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1551641430360216475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/02/test.html' title='test...'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-8937805015555598186</id><published>2008-02-11T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T12:43:42.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Workstations</title><content type='html'>haha. ok. was thinking back on the kind of workstations that I have been working with in the past and how much the saying of being faithful with the little that you have and God will multiply it is really through. So yea, here's a breakdown of my workstations that I had/have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My First Proper Computer (1999-2002)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMD Athlon K6&lt;br /&gt;64mb RAM&lt;br /&gt;S3 Trio 64mb 3D Graphics Accelerator&lt;br /&gt;10gb IBM Harddisk&lt;br /&gt;Samsung DVD-Writer&lt;br /&gt;17" Viewsonic CRT Monitor&lt;br /&gt;Creative Audigy Basic&lt;br /&gt;Creative Prodikeys&lt;br /&gt;Windows 98 Plus! Edition&lt;br /&gt;MgLogic Tablet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. my first proper pc that actually runs on windows 9x. the previous pc that i had runs on like windows 3.1? haha. This is one pc that really got all my creative juice coming out and where I can say my best presentations came from. Without the help of internet, all t&lt;br /&gt;hat I have access too are just some of the templates that comes along with the Plus! package. But yea, they are also the few that really trained me in making the best out of the little that I have. Dial-Up internet only came in around 2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Award for managing to enter CCHMS (2002 - 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intel Pentium 4 2.0gHz&lt;br /&gt;256mb RAM&lt;br /&gt;Creative Audigy Sound Card&lt;br /&gt;Samsung DVD-Writer&lt;br /&gt;Samsung 40gb Harddisk&lt;br /&gt;Creative Prodikeys&lt;br /&gt;Some ATI graphics card that I can't remb&lt;br /&gt;Viewsonic 17" CRT&lt;br /&gt;Canon Powershot A60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was more of my gaming pc as I really can't remember doing much stuffs on this PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My First Self-Assembled PC (2003 - 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMD Athlon K7 2400+ (2.0gHz)&lt;br /&gt;256mb Ram&lt;br /&gt;Maxtor 160gb Harddisk&lt;br /&gt;LG Multi-Drive&lt;br /&gt;MSI DVD-Rom&lt;br /&gt;geForce 6200 256mb Graphics Accelerator&lt;br /&gt;Creative Audigy Platinum EX&lt;br /&gt;Philips 15" LCD Panel&lt;br /&gt;Wacom Pen Partner&lt;br /&gt;Canon Powershot A60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my proudest product. Haha. Did most of my productions on this computer, video, photoshop and flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My First Laptop (2006 - Present)&lt;/span&gt; [My elder sister is using it now actually]&lt;br /&gt;Compaq HP Business Laptop&lt;br /&gt;Intel Core 2 Duo 1.8gHz&lt;br /&gt;1gb Ram&lt;br /&gt;120gb Harddisk&lt;br /&gt;Intel Integrated Graphics&lt;br /&gt;15.4 Widescreen Glossy Screen&lt;br /&gt;320gb Maxtor External HD&lt;br /&gt;Sony HC-1000E MiniDV HandyCam&lt;br /&gt;Sony Cybershot T3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The workstation that I worked with the sortest. Basically I only used it like for half a year? After which I got a MBP after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Current Workstation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple Macbook Pro&lt;br /&gt;Intel Core 2 Duo 2.16 gHz&lt;br /&gt;2gb 667 MHz DDR2 SDRAm&lt;br /&gt;120 gb Harddisk&lt;br /&gt;ATI Radeon X1600 (128mb Ram)&lt;br /&gt;15.4" Matt Widescreen&lt;br /&gt;320gb Maxtor External HD&lt;br /&gt;160gb Maxtor External HD&lt;br /&gt;Olympus Fe280&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh. A long way made... and a longer way to go... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Daddy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-8937805015555598186?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/8937805015555598186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=8937805015555598186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8937805015555598186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8937805015555598186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/02/workstations.html' title='Workstations'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-3013366792397325706</id><published>2008-02-09T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T22:18:59.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends...</title><content type='html'>Ever wondered why would one person actually still bothers to be-friend someone no matter how many times the person backstab you and betray you. And yet despite of all these, you are still seen stucking up for that person although you say that that person is no longer a friend. Sticking because you are afraid that you will be left with no friends. Insecure that your friends will not last and leave you for that person. Insecure about the strength of the relationships you hold. Hating to go back to the feeling of lonelyness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are friends really that impt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; |ˈfam(ə)lē|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;noun ( pl. -lies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1 [treated as sing. or pl. ] a group consisting of parents and children living together in a household.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;• a group of people related to one another by blood or marriage : friends and family can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;provide support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;• the children of a person or couple : she has the sole responsibility for a large family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;• a person or people related to one and so to be treated with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;special loyalty or intimacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; : I could not turn him away, for he was family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;• a group of objects united by a significant shared characteristic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God really, I have found a place in this place I can call FAMILY. They are no longer people that I just call friends or the kind of secondary school kor, jie friendship. Rather, they are really people I can call as brothers, sisters, FAMILY. It is kind of sad though if one who seeks the family relationships in church and yet fail to do so. Taking the initiative to befriends those that you don't like. Not out of being a hyprocitical person, but because of God's overflowing love in us. Perhaps that is what differs the relationship in the world and in the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our annual cousins' meet. The above do apply too in this case. Our "clan" of cousins. Felt rather bad actually. Many things despite knowing about it, I seem to fail to detect any problems and potential mistakes and also failing to follow-up on certain problems.... Grow me yea Dad? Give me wisdom in handling all these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Family is Ohana. And Ohana means no one gets left behind. We are family. We will be there for the one in need ALWAYS. I PROMISE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-3013366792397325706?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/3013366792397325706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=3013366792397325706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3013366792397325706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3013366792397325706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/02/friends.html' title='Friends...'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-5462187310794322808</id><published>2008-02-05T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T12:04:11.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stand</title><content type='html'>You stood before creation&lt;br /&gt;Forever within Your hand&lt;br /&gt;You spoke all life into motion&lt;br /&gt;My soul now to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stood before my failure&lt;br /&gt;And carried the cross for my shame&lt;br /&gt;My sin weighed upon Your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;My soul now to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can I say&lt;br /&gt;And what could I do&lt;br /&gt;But offer this heart O God&lt;br /&gt;Completely to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll walk upon salvation&lt;br /&gt;Your Spirit alive in me&lt;br /&gt;This life to declare Your promise&lt;br /&gt;My soul now to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll stand&lt;br /&gt;With arms high and heart abandoned&lt;br /&gt;In awe of the One who gave it all&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand&lt;br /&gt;My soul Lord to You surrendered&lt;br /&gt;All I am is Yours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-5462187310794322808?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/5462187310794322808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=5462187310794322808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5462187310794322808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5462187310794322808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/02/stand.html' title='The Stand'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-8868625578682323314</id><published>2008-02-05T03:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T03:17:35.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Young AT HEART</title><content type='html'>Ok. I'm like watching Transformers now, and it sort of reminded me why I actually wanted to be a engineering student. Haha. Fantasy. LOL. But yea, really reminded me how I really wanted to create progams like how we see in shows. And how I really aspire to create things. Haha. But sad to say, so far the only thing that I have really played with and actually worked was my first pc that I built myself. Haha. Anyway, not sure how much the things we see in show we see are possible, but I really don't mind picking up some of these skills =D. haha. So if any passer-bys who happen to be from some super department or so wadever do bring me for intern =D. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-8868625578682323314?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/8868625578682323314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=8868625578682323314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8868625578682323314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8868625578682323314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/02/young-at-heart.html' title='Young AT HEART'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-102265760527076774</id><published>2008-01-28T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T23:40:30.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day28 of 2008</title><content type='html'>Noticing that I always update my blog on dates during my Intro To Film Quiz, I'm here again, not because I had the quiz today but it has really been some time since I have last updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swinging in between wanting to be happy that I managed to pass the overall quiz results and the fact that I actually failed today's quiz really got me depressed as to why am I even thinking of such things. Results may matter, but its that really all? Felt that in this sem, results has kind of been much too high a priority for me that I loose touch of my main motivation. Wanting to give all glory to God. Giving my best? Not really. Pride. Just how much can "saving face" cost? Lots actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being God's Child. Upholding His Name. Its hard, but I really want to do so. Doing do means surrending all of my life to Him. Even parts that I do not wish to, parts that I do not wish for others to know. At times, I do wonder why God still love me despite the fact that I have disappointed Him uncountless times, and tearing because of me. Come on, God tearing for You. How much just certain actions in my life disappoints Him. How much certain actions just draw us furthur. But yet, when I'm willing to turn back, You're always there with open arms, waiting for me, and better, running to me. A King.... Running... for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to thank God for still loving me despite of it all and placing people into my life that loves me. People like Alvin, Congs, Jia, Shuz, Daniel, Liangs, my caregroups, my team...&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Alvin last week after realizing how much we have not been meeting up cause of our busy schedules since the start of 2008. Managed to find some time to go out together last sun and wed... Lets just say, I really want to thank God for placing him in my life. Like how often God works in the most creative way in our lives, I really see how God works creatively in our lives and how much He has planned for us, from how we know one another, how we became close caregroup mates, how we became Spiritual Buddies.... Coincidence? Nah. Dun think so. Its too much of a coincidence for it to be a coincidence. Thanks Buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*I know its hard, it has been long, but God, I really want to change. Let me Your power and Your spirit in me as I go through this. Help me change for You, help me shine Your light, help me reflect Your love. Let me be your city of light. Let me be Yours. Work through me... Work in me... Help me to love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-102265760527076774?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/102265760527076774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=102265760527076774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/102265760527076774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/102265760527076774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/01/day28-of-2008.html' title='day28 of 2008'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-7763460673219578100</id><published>2008-01-23T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T11:31:49.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Doing what you love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-7763460673219578100?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/7763460673219578100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=7763460673219578100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/7763460673219578100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/7763460673219578100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/01/doing-what-you-love.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-4729320448478514245</id><published>2008-01-21T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:38:27.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When God Ran</title><content type='html'>Philips, Craig &amp;amp; Dean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Almighty God, the                      great I am&lt;br /&gt;                  Immovable rock, omnipotent, powerful, awesome Lord&lt;br /&gt;                  Victorious warrior, commanding King of Kings&lt;br /&gt;                  Mighty conqueror, and the only time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                     the only time I ever saw Him run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Was when He ran to me, He took me in His arms&lt;br /&gt;                  Held my head to His chest, said “My son’s come                      home again”&lt;br /&gt;                  Lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;                  With forgiveness in His voice He said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                     “Son do you know I still love you?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  He caught me by surprise when God ran &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The day I left                      home I knew I’d broken His heart&lt;br /&gt;                  And I wondered then if things could ever be the same&lt;br /&gt;                  Then one night I remembered His love for me&lt;br /&gt;                  And down that dusty road ahead I could see&lt;br /&gt;                  It was the only time – it was the only time I ever saw                      Him run &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                      &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And then He ran                      to me, He took me in His arms&lt;br /&gt;                  Held my head to His chest, said “My son’s come                      home again”&lt;br /&gt;                  Lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;                  With forgiveness in His voice He said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                     “Son do you know I still love you?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  He caught me by surprise as He brought me to my knees&lt;br /&gt;                  When God ran – I saw Him run to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  I was so ashamed, all alone and so far away&lt;br /&gt;                  But now I know He’s been waiting for this day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I saw Him run to                      me, He took me in His arms&lt;br /&gt;                  Held my head to His chest, said &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;“My son’s come                      home again” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;                  With forgiveness in His voice I felt His love for me again                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He ran to me, He                      took me in His arms&lt;br /&gt;                  Held my head to His chest, said &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;“My son’s come                      home again” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;                  With forgiveness in His voice &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;He said, “Son”,                      He called me Son &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  He said&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;“Son do you know I still love you?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  He ran to me and then I ran to Him&lt;br /&gt;                  When God ran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-4729320448478514245?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/4729320448478514245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=4729320448478514245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4729320448478514245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4729320448478514245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-god-ran.html' title='When God Ran'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-8205741739352390161</id><published>2008-01-16T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T02:13:33.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Loaves &amp; Two Fishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Corrinne May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;little boy of thirteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on his way to school&lt;br /&gt;He heard a crowd of people laughing&lt;br /&gt;and he went to take a look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thousands were listening&lt;br /&gt;to the stories of one man&lt;br /&gt;He spoke with such wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;even the kids could understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hours passed so quickly&lt;br /&gt;the day turned to night&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was hungry&lt;br /&gt;but there was no food in sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy looked in his lunchbox&lt;br /&gt;at the little that he had&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't sure what good it'd do&lt;br /&gt;there were thousands to be fed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he saw the twinkling eyes of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;the kindness in His smile&lt;br /&gt;and the boy cried out&lt;br /&gt;with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;trust of a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Take my five loaves and two fishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do with it as you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Take my fears and inhibitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All my burdens, my ambitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You can use it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;to feed them all&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often think about that boy&lt;br /&gt;when I'm feeling small&lt;br /&gt;land I worry that the work I do&lt;br /&gt;means nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;every single tear&lt;/span&gt; I cry&lt;br /&gt;is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;diamond&lt;/span&gt; in His hands&lt;br /&gt;and every door that slams in my face&lt;br /&gt;I will offer up in prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll give you every breath that I have&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, you can work miracles&lt;br /&gt;All that you need is my "Amen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Take my five loaves and two fishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do with it as you will&lt;br /&gt;I surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Take my fears and inhibitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All my burdens, my ambitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can use it all&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's not too small&lt;br /&gt;I trust in you&lt;br /&gt;I trust in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my five loaves and two fishes&lt;br /&gt;Do with it as you will&lt;br /&gt;I surrender&lt;br /&gt;Take my fears and inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;All my burdens, my ambitions&lt;br /&gt;You can use it all&lt;br /&gt;no gift is too small&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-8205741739352390161?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/8205741739352390161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=8205741739352390161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8205741739352390161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8205741739352390161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/01/5-loaves-two-fishes.html' title='5 Loaves &amp; Two Fishes'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-3206903102515717744</id><published>2008-01-14T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T01:45:59.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Love</title><content type='html'>Went to pray for Jerel before he leaves for New Zealand tml after spt. Went to send puayy off to Boston at the airport on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we define family love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help my dad settle some income statement thinggy. Money? or Family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAHHHH. x.x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-3206903102515717744?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/3206903102515717744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=3206903102515717744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3206903102515717744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3206903102515717744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/01/family-love.html' title='Family Love'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-8679875790268255118</id><published>2008-01-07T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T14:11:49.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Ok. Once again, I'm here to present my thanksgiving for my results. AS USUAL, I failed as a student to actually prepare before hand for my Into To Film Quiz, and as per normal, I only manage to study for the quiz on my way to school, only this time different, more pressure was upon myself as I skipped class for that topic due to camp. Waited like ages for the bus while trying to comfort myself that there will be bus service as the interchange have no 170 at all while praying for God to have the bus come as fast as possible. Got onto the bus and scanned through the whopping two chapters trying to remember as many thing as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all these late revision, God never failed to bless me with results that are beyond the effort that was placed into studying for this quiz. I got another 6/10 for this quiz, totaling my total quiz score to 19/30, which means I got 63% for my quiz so far. Very good considering the amount of time spent into studying for the quiz. Estimated that I will need to score a 10/10 for my next and final quiz to push my total score up to a 72.5%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Anyway, I got kind of result frenzy and went to calculate my current standing for some of my modules. So yea, heres the estimated results:&lt;br /&gt;Intro To Film - 70%&lt;br /&gt;Contemp Issues - approx A- grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Thank God once again =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-8679875790268255118?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/8679875790268255118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=8679875790268255118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8679875790268255118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8679875790268255118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/01/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-2894604228125623595</id><published>2008-01-01T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T01:40:43.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>401th Post &amp; Year 2008</title><content type='html'>Well, a good new year starting with my 401th posts in this blog. I'm here to do some justice to the blog by kind of posting all the events that I have yet to post and that is still in my memory. Realized that it has really been some time since I last posted something proper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, year 2007 is somewhat a year where God really showed his presence and comfort into my life. A year where the ups &amp;amp; downs are somewhat different from the previous years. 2007 marked several milestones in my life, my 601 days as a EastDee brother, my first transfer to another district since I first stepped in to church, the first time I had a shepherd looking over me for more then one camp, taking over the ministry, etc. God never failed to pour out his blessings and grace over my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X29 camp was a camp where God open doors for me to speak into the lives of many through what I'm doing in the ministry and me simply being a brother to most of the people around me. God moved in my heart this time round in a more peaceful manner and I didn't come back from camp feeling all pumped up and getting all excited, but more, I left Singapore Sports School with a peaceful assurance that God is always there for me, really, God really showed His faithfulness as I see him work in the lives of many; especially in the hearts of those around me. Camp as usual is chionging time, but really, through these chionging time, I really saw how much the people around me are willing to lend a helping hand, especially in those times where we are really really running out of time. The willingness of the people in the ministry also touched me a lot. And I guess, the team really had a breakthrough in terms of the desire to really seek God and using whatever they are doing as a worship for the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp has gone and Christmas is coming. I guess, I was a littl disappointed with myself and perhaps the heart of people, I am glad that God is working well in my family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Day...&lt;br /&gt;I was ramaging through all my post when I kinda got "emotional". ahha. For starters, this is the first new year that I am spending with my family out of the house and it is also the first time I'm not celeberating it with any church people ever since I came in. I could still remember my first countdown where Diqiang piggy back me so that I'm able to watch the performance at Esplanade, haha, my first shepherd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to realize once again how much I have grew in the Lord looking back at all my past 400 posts and how much I have matured as a being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat however, I too came to realize how far I have fallen back in terms of my love for people. Though I still say that I do love people, I have came to realize that in a way, my heart's desire to really bring my close ones a step closer to God is no longer there. I remember how I will actually pray to step out of my comfort zone to try and get to know more of my family members better during family gatherings during CNY... Yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupp, just want to end this post here by thanking all those that have really been with me throughout my this 2 years + of walk with God and really guiding me through and having the patience to wait for me and getting me to grow in the Lord, although many a times, I may hurt most of you guys, you guys never gave up on me. God you never gave up on me. Thanks soo much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let 2008 be a year of exponential growth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-2894604228125623595?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/2894604228125623595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=2894604228125623595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2894604228125623595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2894604228125623595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2008/01/401th-post-year-2008.html' title='401th Post &amp; Year 2008'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-8846950768790480836</id><published>2007-12-29T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T23:29:05.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 1st November Dream</title><content type='html'>Sometime during service, either during worship or altar call. God reminded me of this dream that we once had....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few of us who took sometime to really worship and adore the Lord in the midst of all the studying and chionging for Olevels, all the brothers, cramped in a small room in some HDB flat in Tamp, united in wanting to dream big for God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Though I may seem that I'm not part of the dream now where I am, I do pray that God will make this dream come to pass, through whatever that I'm doing now for Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-8846950768790480836?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/8846950768790480836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=8846950768790480836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8846950768790480836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8846950768790480836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/12/1st-november-dream.html' title='The 1st November Dream'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-5396345266181022580</id><published>2007-12-27T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T22:20:56.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love language test</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;The Five Love Languages&lt;/h2&gt;My primary love language is probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quality Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a secondary love language being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acts of Service&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Complete set of results&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;table border="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Quality Time: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="'20'"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Acts of Service: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="'20'"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Words of Affirmation: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="'20'"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Receiving Gifts: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="'20'"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Physical Touch: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="'20'"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Information&lt;/h2&gt; Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don't understand our partner's requirements, or even our own. We all have a "love tank" that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="'http://www.youthnetsouthampton.org.uk/breakout/lovelanguages.php'" target="'_blank'"&gt;Take the quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-5396345266181022580?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/5396345266181022580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=5396345266181022580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5396345266181022580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5396345266181022580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-language-test.html' title='Love language test'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-5913553498775371777</id><published>2007-12-07T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T09:37:41.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are you?</title><content type='html'>I was just reading jon's blog when this caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who am I in the team"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my question for the day, who are you in the team? Who am i in the team?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*just finished my storytelling quiz. found out that i already got one question wrong. Do help me "scrap" through it yea? x.x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-5913553498775371777?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/5913553498775371777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=5913553498775371777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5913553498775371777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5913553498775371777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-are-you.html' title='Who are you?'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-613812908700244475</id><published>2007-12-03T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T12:48:51.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Faithfulness</title><content type='html'>Herms. i think i posted something like this a while back, but i'm here to post this again. Once again (like usual), God blessed me again with my results. Athough i sort of like repented the last time, I once again failed to study for my quit until i'm on my way to school on the bus. But once again, God never fail me but instead blessed me with a 7/10 for my test. (I sounded as if God is the one marking the test paper x.x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yea. CALLING OUT TO ALL SHEPHERDS OUT THERE! this's a post for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You matter a lot to your sheepS, and seriously, although sometimes your sheep may not show it, you actually carry a lot of influence and impact in his life, either directly or indirectly. Bahhs. And to cut the long story short, what i want to say is that many a times, YOUR SHEEP many just only need/ want YOU TO PRAY for HIM during those TIMES of PRAYER. although they might not be around, its really the effort to want to pray for him that could really touch someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ok. this post is not targeted at my shepherds, but yea, i did feel that way once too =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-613812908700244475?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/613812908700244475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=613812908700244475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/613812908700244475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/613812908700244475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/12/gods-faithfulness.html' title='God&apos;s Faithfulness'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-1275891124978689787</id><published>2007-11-29T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T09:47:52.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Work. =)</title><content type='html'>During prayer before concert prac yesterday, I got this sudden "revelation" when Daniel shared about how what we are doing should really be about God and not flaunting our talents and such. Of which I sort of came to realize this "equation" that God placed in mua heart then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God (Source) -&gt; Me -&gt; Talents -&gt; Work -&gt; People's Heart -&gt; God /&lt;br /&gt;God (source) -&gt; Me -&gt; Talents -&gt; Work -&gt; God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using our talents to touch people's heart to worship God, and using our talents to worship God. If you see, our main source is really God and really ultimately the ending point is not on the screen, sound from the speakers, but really, the end result is back at God, at people's heart.&lt;br /&gt;Now this is something different from the world, where the end result is the "screen" which ultimately ends up with money and fame, but in God's kingdom, are money and fame what we are after?&lt;br /&gt;Really cool to see how much people will invest in God's kingdom. I mean look at it. How many out there will actually come down to help support an event for free (media wise). How many will actually not only be willing to come down to support an event for free, but actually aspire to do even better then the industry outside? cool yeah? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-1275891124978689787?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/1275891124978689787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=1275891124978689787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1275891124978689787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1275891124978689787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/11/gods-work.html' title='God&apos;s Work. =)'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-2101395331977481212</id><published>2007-11-26T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T12:13:16.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am a C&lt;br /&gt;I am a C-H&lt;br /&gt;I am a C-H-R-I-S-T-I-A-N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I have C-H-R-I-S-T in my H-E-A-R-T&lt;br /&gt;And I would L-I-V-E    E-T-E-R-N-A-L-L-Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another random song that poped out to me during yesterday's meeting. HOOHO. long time no see song! x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. finally got a new phone courtesy of mua mama. =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-2101395331977481212?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/2101395331977481212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=2101395331977481212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2101395331977481212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2101395331977481212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-c-i-am-c-h-i-am-c-h-r-i-s-t-i-n.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-8292178363894239288</id><published>2007-11-12T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T13:09:01.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People who inpacted my life...</title><content type='html'>was sitting down in the canteen during break when this song flowed into my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you shepherd, deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I love you shepherd, deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh I say, deep deep, down down&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh I say, deep deep, down down&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Diqiang, deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I love you Diqiang, deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh i say, deep deep, down down&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh I say, deep deep, down down&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Jason, deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I love you Jason, deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh I say, deep deep, down down&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh I say, deep deep, down down&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you BingLiang, deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I love you BingLiang, deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh i say, deep deep, down down&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh i say, deep deep, down down&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Jiancong, deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I love you Jiancong, deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh i say, deep deep, down down&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh i say, deep deep, down down&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D thank God for you guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-8292178363894239288?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/8292178363894239288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=8292178363894239288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8292178363894239288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8292178363894239288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/11/people-who-inpacted-my-life.html' title='People who inpacted my life...'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-3848223387000839699</id><published>2007-11-12T12:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T12:35:31.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings!</title><content type='html'>ok. we had our intro to film quiz today, and thanks to God's blessing and grace, i manage to scrap through, and get a 6/10 for this quiz. Thought it might not be a good score for some, i felt that it was something more that i deserve, reason mainly due to my proscationation, and me only studying on the bus one the way to school. So yup. Thank God for this blessings once again =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*God, i REPENT. I WILL STUDY EARLIER FROM NOW ONWARDS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-3848223387000839699?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/3848223387000839699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=3848223387000839699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3848223387000839699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3848223387000839699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/11/blessings.html' title='Blessings!'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-3347665725390951746</id><published>2007-11-05T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T20:42:23.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bahh. ok. i kinda felt that my previous post is kinda unorganized. HURR. nvms. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANiwAy. CONGRATS TO JOSEPH =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-3347665725390951746?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/3347665725390951746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=3347665725390951746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3347665725390951746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3347665725390951746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/11/bahh.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-8562555416087384870</id><published>2007-11-05T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T20:11:08.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank You Lord.</title><content type='html'>bahh. ok. before i continue on to watching heros (just to note, i've kinda wasted my sunday watching 9 eps), I would like to blog about my thoughts. hurr. ok. i think Heros is nice anyway. =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was shitting in the toilet just now and I came to a realization. I feel that I have been kinda pampered through out my schooling life. Even when I was in primary school ( I didn't come from a branded school), I was kinda surrounded by people whose scores are around what I'm getting, and in secondary school itself, I didn't really have much problem with thinking what will happen if i didn't really do well, like how my teacher used to say, since we are in CCHMS, we can't do that bad can we. Sudden realization. Yupp.&lt;br /&gt;*do pray that I will be more sensitive to people around me. kinda feel that I havn't really been sensitive to people around me, yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. another core or one point less for my t-score. haha. was thinking, why did i choose cchms over all schools? haha. felt that if i had scored that one more point for my t-score, i might have most prob gone to appeal for VS. HURR. yea. think it was kinda a God's plan kind of thing. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o. and to end off, i do want to thank God for the blessings he has done in my life. He blessed me twice in terms for my "money" needs just on friday alone. My aunt paid me for some designs I did for her and my grandma blessed me with some money too before leaving for my aunt's place. yea. and another blessing academically was that i managed to get academic excellence for 3 of my modules and managed to also get onto the director's list. really want to thank God for helping me through my 1st sem. it really boasted my confidence considering i was affected by some stuffs recently. Another blessing is that i saw comments that ryan posted about my reflections. Yea. Really want to thank God for everything that he has done in my life =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lord, thank You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-8562555416087384870?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/8562555416087384870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=8562555416087384870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8562555416087384870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8562555416087384870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/11/thank-you-lord.html' title='thank You Lord.'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-1056763869838195618</id><published>2007-11-04T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T20:33:35.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gideon's Water Bap =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-d2.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=xa&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=504403158290235602&amp;amp;site=widget-d2.slide.com" style="width: 426px; 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As more kids are so called turning to "bad influence" (according to CERTAIN parents, bad influence includes: Gangs, Normal Acad/ Tech students (no offense seriously!), Express students (only applicable for parents whom child is in special OR gifted stream), basically, anyone that they deem will bring their child's acad results down the drain. Church included for some parents). I start to wonder, why do kids even start to turn away from "good influence" (PARENTS. wad else) if they are really good influence... are we, kids really turning bad, or are we forced to turn bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question that is always raised is that "why is my child turning bad." or "why is my child mixing with those bad influence?" Sounds familiar? what about this. "I have provided such a conducive environment for them to grow, spent half my life time nuturning them to be someone who will be big when they grow, and yet, they have to turn bad. this has got to be the bad influence of the people that they hang out with".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common problems with parents. THEY ARE NEVER IN THE WRONG. infact, to them, their collegues and neighbours actually mean more and make more sense then their child. ever wondered if you, as a parent already cant understand your child, what makes your collegue/neighbour who barely speaks to YOUR child for more then ten sentences a year able to understand your child more. wouldn't YOUR child be able to understand HIMSELF/ HERSELF better? good question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another common problem with parents is that their child is never good enough for them. No matter how many distinctions/ A-s they have in their report will never win what their neighbour/collegue says. "Ok lah. Not very good also wad".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. what about this. your child finds this group of friends that actually encourage him/ her no matter what kind of results he gets. A group of friends that actually LISTENS to what him/ her has got to say. A group of people that actually CARES for them. (note, caring is not just buying breakfast for them, giving them allowances for the week, or just plain saying "I care for you". it is MORE THEN THAT).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh. super random, disorganized post. wadever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-5021691863424162889?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/5021691863424162889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=5021691863424162889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5021691863424162889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5021691863424162889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/10/are-kids-turning-to-other-influences-or.html' title='Are kids turning to other influences or are parents making them to do so?'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-1249827504011612777</id><published>2007-10-25T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T19:06:58.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have this sudden urge to blog, but i'm too lazy to blog. so yea. one entry =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-1249827504011612777?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/1249827504011612777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=1249827504011612777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1249827504011612777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1249827504011612777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-have-this-sudden-urge-to-blog-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-2636685590070988016</id><published>2007-10-11T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T23:29:17.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bahhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. it has been sometime since the whole family sat down together in the living room. both my sisters are around, my parents are around. and yea. me. just the 5 of us, the tv, 2 laptops, some snacks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much talking, but yea. the presence makes a difference =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-2636685590070988016?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/2636685590070988016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=2636685590070988016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2636685590070988016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2636685590070988016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/10/bahhs.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-1143157936765505392</id><published>2007-09-23T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T00:31:30.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>bahh. i think i today very violent x.x bahhhhh x.x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-1143157936765505392?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/1143157936765505392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=1143157936765505392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1143157936765505392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1143157936765505392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/09/bahh.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-5816785315538872643</id><published>2007-09-19T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T00:29:38.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its the little things that is done that really touch people's heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not where we are worshipping, what we do, when we do, or how we do. its why we do and the DESIRE that matters. God sees our heart. PEOPLE sees our heart. its the little things, the small details that create the biggest impact...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make a difference. BE THE DIFFERENCE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-5816785315538872643?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/5816785315538872643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=5816785315538872643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5816785315538872643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5816785315538872643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-little-things-that-is-done-that.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-8853442181181319652</id><published>2007-09-10T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T01:40:09.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>caring for your soul... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-8853442181181319652?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/8853442181181319652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=8853442181181319652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8853442181181319652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8853442181181319652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/09/caring-for-your-soul.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-7478929190867754799</id><published>2007-09-09T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T01:27:04.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was actually feeling quite lazy to blog. ahah. but i shall blog anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havn't really been blogging much recently. even if i did, it would just be some random bits and pieces that just fall from my brain while rotting at home. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another random thing before i start, i think my msn's going crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was having much of a emotional roller coaster recently (which sorts of explains some of the post). but yup! God is still great. haha. was kinda feeling duper happy after bathing just now. kinda first for quite some time. wee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had metamorphosis on wed. haha. again, meta was cool and although it is like my dunno how many times having metamorphosis, it really touched me to see the new believers around. haha. kinda brought me back to when i first attended metamorphosis as a new believer. haha. and louis's famous addidas shorts that somehow i will always remember, and how big junwei will explain why there is a metamorphosis. its somewhat like what big boss said on monday during anniversary prac. after seeing so many sessions of events, its like now us to help create the atmosphere for the next generation of people. i mean, this cycle will keep on going kind of thing. haha. i was once in that seat. being touched by the works of the people. and now, its my turn to touch the people with the God inspired and God powered works. really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extended prayer meet was really cool. God's presence was really thick. kinda like what shirley described the filipino's easter service. throw a knife in the air, and it will get stuck there. haha. everyone came in with much anticipation and God presence started to just pour out upon us. Its very much how much we desire to worship that really matters. knowing that it is sometimes hard to be on duty and yet worship God at the same time. but God spoke to me a few services back that hey son, its your heart that matters. How much we want to desire to hear this word from Him. it doesn't matter if we are doing camera, vm, lights, or leading the team or with the rest of the congregation in the auditorium. ITS THE DESIRE for God to speak, for God to minister... God spoke thru the prophesy and yes God, i want to surrender my life to YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended hopekids ess on thur night. haha. was really comforting to see the kids coming to know more about God, learning about God's word. though being hyper active kids, they some how just warm up someone's heart. haha. the teaching spoke to me personally. the Spirit of humility and not being proud. it is a teaching that is seriously very basic, and although it is the dunno how many times that i have heard the same kind of teaching, but this time round. it touched me from a different angle. though the teaching was simple, it really allowed me to see what does it mean to have the spirit of humility in the perspetive of a child. the act of being child like in everything that we do. was reading ps Jeff's blog and this really struck me. A kid is like wet cement, it will retain the image of what ever is imprinted on it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today didn't start off as early as compaired to other days, but it definately didn't really start off well. i woke up just to realise i forgot to do the sermon ppt again. had to finish the ppt before getting out of the house. i think partly due to me wanting to be fast, i overlooked a lot of mistakes in the ppt. really sorry for trying to defend my mistakes. SORRY!. yea.. rushed down to macs for breakfast with the team. haha. ate breakfast and chatted for a while with yongen, zhicai and daryl. was kinda late for morning worship partly due to me being "careless" with mua time management... bahh bahhs bahhh bah. Worship was great. God spoke to me thrice during the worship. The first one was when shuz spoke of God's word about the narrow path.&lt;br /&gt; http://www.donghaeng.net/english/main.htm&lt;br /&gt;can't really remember the verse, but God spoke to me this, about letting go of what i have been keeping on to my hearts, may it be my finance or other things, things that i refuse to let go for God...&lt;br /&gt;the second thing that God spoke to me is really what we are doing right now. the things that we are doing. we, this generation are like the great inventors of the early inventions (eg, light bulb). we will set the foundation "formular" for the next generation of people to build upon, to reach greater glory. us having this round of breakthrough, is like finding the perfect material to produce the light bulb, and with this, the future generation of inventors will be able to build upon this knowledge to bring is up to a greater glory. just how much impact we are having upon the next generation of people.&lt;br /&gt;the third thing that God spoke to me was during the prophesy of the candle. The prophesy was about one candle lighting up another candle. Jesus, being the first one, the first candle that got ignited, the first flame that spread to the rest of the world, the first flame and eventually lead to my candle being lighted up. And as the prophesy went on to say that it doesn't just stop at us having our candle being lighted up, it is also us that will spread the flame to other unlighted candles around us. God showed me just how much what i'm doing with the media team is able to do. as the time of Him coming back is drawing nearer, and the amount of unlighted candle is still so much to go, God placed this ability in us, to make use of what i'm doing, what my team is doing as a mass media team to spread the flame of fire to the other candle. The amazing power that God has entrusted us upon with. and God showed me how much we can do thru mass media... really... it challanged me to do more for the kingdom, so as to widen the range of people that we are impacting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-7478929190867754799?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/7478929190867754799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=7478929190867754799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/7478929190867754799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/7478929190867754799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-was-actually-feeling-quite-lazy-to.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-5284584404942799320</id><published>2007-09-08T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T23:57:35.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>haha. kinda miss those days where people are always around until the uncles have to chase us away cuz they have to close shop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had meetings after meetings today. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat down with caregroup after spt at macs. kinda just sat there and chatted, laughed, "gossipped" about the ant story on the way to the bus stop. really cheered up day up to be in this community of people. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, go pom pom first, will blog more, if i remember to. haha. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-5284584404942799320?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/5284584404942799320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=5284584404942799320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5284584404942799320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5284584404942799320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/09/haha.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-3851720097637064777</id><published>2007-09-07T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T17:10:04.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/989309"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/989309/1.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-3851720097637064777?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/3851720097637064777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=3851720097637064777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3851720097637064777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3851720097637064777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/09/create-your-own-friend-test-here.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-6818323439859146954</id><published>2007-09-04T14:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T14:17:28.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>jus how well do u think u know a friend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-6818323439859146954?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/6818323439859146954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=6818323439859146954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/6818323439859146954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/6818323439859146954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/09/jus-how-well-do-u-think-u-know-friend.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-4765545832759389706</id><published>2007-08-31T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:34:53.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>things noted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to me more careful and sensitive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;media gathering was great. it has been some time since we last gathered as a whole family =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-4765545832759389706?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/4765545832759389706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=4765545832759389706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4765545832759389706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4765545832759389706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/things-noted.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-3145961250595209936</id><published>2007-08-31T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T00:28:02.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>I've got a confession to make. I COMPLETELY FORGOT that tml is teacher's day celeberation. yeap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-3145961250595209936?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/3145961250595209936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=3145961250595209936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3145961250595209936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3145961250595209936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/ive-got-confession-to-make.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-7360390040732472837</id><published>2007-08-30T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T01:24:32.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>my attention span is dropping. zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-7360390040732472837?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/7360390040732472837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=7360390040732472837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/7360390040732472837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/7360390040732472837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-attention-span-is-dropping.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-2544835712378734580</id><published>2007-08-29T13:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T13:37:45.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>somewhat reading blogs of certain people really moved me to pray for them....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-2544835712378734580?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/2544835712378734580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=2544835712378734580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2544835712378734580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2544835712378734580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/somewhat-reading-blogs-of-certain.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-8074752579562161805</id><published>2007-08-29T01:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T01:17:07.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>Reading past testimonals remind me of the fun times that i used to have last time in secondary school. camping at sentosa. camping at pasir ris. screaming all the way around pasir ris. hanigng out with people older then me (hurhur). just to let u guys know. i will always remember the times we have together =). you guys still rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 loyalty&lt;br /&gt;3/4dL&lt;br /&gt;.. and many others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys rocks man =) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-8074752579562161805?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/8074752579562161805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=8074752579562161805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8074752579562161805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8074752579562161805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/reading-past-testimonals-remind-me-of.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-7774832294250471905</id><published>2007-08-28T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T23:28:29.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>our deepest fear is not that we are inadquate, our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.we ask ourselves who am i to be brillant, gorgous, talented and fabulous. actually who are we not to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote from Akellah And The Bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*forgot my apa x.x*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-7774832294250471905?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/7774832294250471905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=7774832294250471905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/7774832294250471905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/7774832294250471905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/our-deepest-fear-is-not-that-we-are.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-165068885325138875</id><published>2007-08-28T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T20:24:33.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>closely kintted family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*now watching: Akeelah And The Bee*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-165068885325138875?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/165068885325138875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=165068885325138875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/165068885325138875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/165068885325138875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/closely-kintted-family.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-4904414017114784334</id><published>2007-08-28T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T20:04:54.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Is SUPER SMALL</title><content type='html'>point proven again. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-4904414017114784334?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/4904414017114784334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=4904414017114784334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4904414017114784334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4904414017114784334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/singapore-is-super-small.html' title='Singapore Is SUPER SMALL'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-6545161946065965077</id><published>2007-08-28T13:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T13:26:33.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>unconditional love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much one sacrifice for his friend? for NOTHING in return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-6545161946065965077?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/6545161946065965077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=6545161946065965077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/6545161946065965077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/6545161946065965077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/unconditional-love.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-2268791103147197973</id><published>2007-08-28T11:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T11:21:28.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Nanny</title><content type='html'>I seriously hate the way they do things in e show. what kind of parents are they anyway. blambing their kids for what is their fault. whos fault is it in the first place that their kids are like that. you think kids can just stand up and walk on their own. you must be joking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-2268791103147197973?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/2268791103147197973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=2268791103147197973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2268791103147197973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2268791103147197973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/super-nanny.html' title='Super Nanny'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-4240405050121234448</id><published>2007-08-26T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T19:05:04.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what is spoken. cannot be taken back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-4240405050121234448?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/4240405050121234448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=4240405050121234448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4240405050121234448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4240405050121234448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-is-spoken.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-5516166050220680003</id><published>2007-08-21T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T22:45:28.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>dunno if you are reading this, but i feel what you felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bahh. bahhs. bahhhhhh. bahhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-5516166050220680003?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/5516166050220680003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=5516166050220680003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5516166050220680003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5516166050220680003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/dunno-if-you-are-reading-this-but-i.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-5103745973391795960</id><published>2007-08-20T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T22:22:05.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>Family...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-5103745973391795960?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/5103745973391795960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=5103745973391795960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5103745973391795960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5103745973391795960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/family.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-6867016705741743377</id><published>2007-08-20T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T21:23:49.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>Many a times, its the simplest things that touch someone's heart, make someone's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it is also this simplest thing that is the hardest to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i even bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*God, bring me home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-6867016705741743377?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/6867016705741743377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=6867016705741743377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/6867016705741743377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/6867016705741743377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/many-times-its-simplest-things-that.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-2596855778348883651</id><published>2007-08-20T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T21:23:04.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-2596855778348883651?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/2596855778348883651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=2596855778348883651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2596855778348883651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2596855778348883651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_20.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-7282855368669296009</id><published>2007-08-19T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T23:24:30.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>excitiment</title><content type='html'>this new excitiment that i have in me to want to read the newbelievers list in bulletin. bahhs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-7282855368669296009?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/7282855368669296009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=7282855368669296009' title='0 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flashvars="videoThumb=http://www.godtube.com/thumb/1_10371.jpg&amp;amp;flvPath=http://www.godtube.com/flvideo1/6/10371.flv" wmode="transparent" quality="high" name="flv_demo" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="270" width="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-6477660751589286783?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/6477660751589286783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=6477660751589286783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/6477660751589286783'/><link 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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-7739504.post-8987417252263702820</id><published>2007-08-17T10:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T10:25:40.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youths</title><content type='html'>Defined at 15 and below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/3 of the world's population. that is the difference we are making.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-8987417252263702820?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/8987417252263702820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=8987417252263702820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8987417252263702820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8987417252263702820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/youths_17.html' title='Youths'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-3859478841063664078</id><published>2007-08-17T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T00:43:24.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Secure In Christ</title><content type='html'>saw the perfect example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Walk To Remember's Jamey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-3859478841063664078?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/3859478841063664078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=3859478841063664078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3859478841063664078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3859478841063664078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/being-secure-in-christ.html' title='Being Secure In Christ'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-1717799759927010972</id><published>2007-08-16T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:42:24.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Camp</title><content type='html'>http://www.apple.com/trailers/magnolia/jesuscamp/trailer/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really moved my heart, looking at the kind of enthuasim these youths have for God. how much passion and how crazy they are on for Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*we are not alone. God's family. amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-1717799759927010972?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/1717799759927010972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=1717799759927010972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1717799759927010972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1717799759927010972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/jesus-camp.html' title='Jesus Camp'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-3844821640059763810</id><published>2007-08-16T19:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T19:25:26.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bahhs. just got back my phone bill. i think i'm so dead... x.x 80+... zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-3844821640059763810?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/3844821640059763810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=3844821640059763810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3844821640059763810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/3844821640059763810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/bahhs_16.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-7299099027709003686</id><published>2007-08-16T11:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T11:01:36.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith...</title><content type='html'>The power of faith...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much power does it contain when someone place faith in you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-7299099027709003686?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/7299099027709003686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=7299099027709003686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/7299099027709003686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/7299099027709003686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/faith.html' title='Faith...'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-2848354003720032999</id><published>2007-08-15T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T19:23:27.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>youths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just how much can a youth do, how much can a youth contain, how much can a youth stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much will it take for one to break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*God, thank You for You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burdened for youths. people i can identify with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-2848354003720032999?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/2848354003720032999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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(part3)</title><content type='html'>introducing... My dear ex-sheep! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8JR7rXQvsCM/RsE4x_a7YzI/AAAAAAAAADs/sGxiUWl5iP4/s1600-h/P1000781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8JR7rXQvsCM/RsE4x_a7YzI/AAAAAAAAADs/sGxiUWl5iP4/s320/P1000781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098418684649235250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JR7rXQvsCM/RsE4yPa7Y0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/VfclmmwbvEI/s1600-h/P1000795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JR7rXQvsCM/RsE4yPa7Y0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/VfclmmwbvEI/s320/P1000795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098418688944202562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JR7rXQvsCM/RsEttPa7YyI/AAAAAAAAADk/PTubR0LUHVE/s1600-h/Wilfred+Tan+Yi+S9130684C.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JR7rXQvsCM/RsEttPa7YyI/AAAAAAAAADk/PTubR0LUHVE/s320/Wilfred+Tan+Yi+S9130684C.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098406508416951074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerdy heh =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-2820567855122850342?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/2820567855122850342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=2820567855122850342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2820567855122850342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2820567855122850342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/people-that-matters-part3.html' title='People that matters... (part3)'/><author><name>aHboy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8JR7rXQvsCM/RsE4x_a7YzI/AAAAAAAAADs/sGxiUWl5iP4/s72-c/P1000781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7739504.post-7336089280822422433</id><published>2007-08-13T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T21:40:27.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bahhs. was walking home after buying dinner jus now... the thought of having another in the family, simply brought a big smile to my face. haha. amazing. having another in camp, during service, seeing each other have breakthrough, see our families come to know Christ. =DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD, YOU ROCKS MAN! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-7336089280822422433?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/7336089280822422433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=7336089280822422433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/7336089280822422433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/7336089280822422433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/bahhs.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-5293558238698258229</id><published>2007-08-08T09:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T09:35:31.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>people that matters... (part2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/63/06/4186036/36242164011767m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/63/06/4186036/36242164011767m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People that matters... part 2.&lt;br /&gt;ali-ba, vonney-vongole, ahloy =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-5293558238698258229?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/5293558238698258229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=5293558238698258229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5293558238698258229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5293558238698258229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/people-that-matters-part2.html' title='people that matters... (part2)'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-1868976127086250424</id><published>2007-08-07T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T21:56:13.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as much as i wanted my hols to come. i can forsee a loooooooooooonnnnnnnggggggg holiday comming....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm already starting to rot at home (LITERALLY) x.x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-1868976127086250424?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/1868976127086250424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=1868976127086250424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1868976127086250424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1868976127086250424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/as-much-as-i-wanted-my-hols-to-come.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-4815637579423377391</id><published>2007-08-07T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:15:03.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People that matters... (part1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JR7rXQvsCM/Rrhm3fa7YxI/AAAAAAAAADc/Mcezzrf1XMU/s1600-h/DSC01551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JR7rXQvsCM/Rrhm3fa7YxI/AAAAAAAAADc/Mcezzrf1XMU/s320/DSC01551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095936081882997522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yMedia... =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-4815637579423377391?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/4815637579423377391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=4815637579423377391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4815637579423377391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4815637579423377391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/08/people-that-matters-part1.html' title='People that matters... (part1)'/><author><name>aHboy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JR7rXQvsCM/Rrhm3fa7YxI/AAAAAAAAADc/Mcezzrf1XMU/s72-c/DSC01551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7739504.post-8505252746669314838</id><published>2007-08-07T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T11:43:56.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bahhhs.. after much consufion and fustration, this blog is up and running again. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been speaking to me much last week as i rushed my projects... got into a mood and feat of fustrations, fear and confusion. yea. spoke to shepherd about it.. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to fop. its definately a time of refreshing to my spritual and emotional self. went on friday with the mm team as a mm outing. Got to know more about some of the guys we we queued at indoor stadium. something that really warmed my heart. went into indoor and personally am very insipired by the crews at indoor stadium. Saw the media, saw the lights. really inspired to see ourselves, one day, the youths, to also be able to to things there. God spoke to me about thanksgiving thru the sermon during the first day of fop. Giving thanks to Him in all circumstances, and all things. And I also got to realized how blessed I am and how much God has been blessing me in terms of money, how much because i decided to place Him first in terms of my money planning and how much he blessed me back because of that. Gave Thanks, He Never Sleeps, God Will Make A Way. Songs that really touched my heart personally that day. Making God Will Make A Way into a thanksgiving pray for the Lord. The love of God overflowing out of me made me felt the burden to pray for a few certain people that impacted my life in one point or another. My family made the list as well as we prayed for people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for fop on saturday as a unit event after service. hahas. as usual, the queue was horribly long, but luckly we manage to move after standing in the sun for a while. A change from my usual habbit of waiting under the hot sun for 6 hours to queue. haha. Again, the praise and worship never failed to touch me that night. Although the same set of songs were presented, but the spirit of God is still there. The awe of God's greatness and how much He has used us, S'poreans are simply just great. The love of God that overflowed to the people that overflowed to others... The kind of chain chemistry behind the love. Simply amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lord, help me to experience this overflowing of Love in my life that the Love may overflow to people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 4:4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-8505252746669314838?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/8505252746669314838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=8505252746669314838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8505252746669314838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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streets. being curious, i looked up and to my horror i was seeing some dark brown droplets trickling onto my face, followed by this avalanche of mushy semi-liquified bitter tasting fluid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i did get into deep shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=edited= it was from ben =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-5842943037503614515?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/5842943037503614515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=5842943037503614515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5842943037503614515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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italic;"&gt;Album: @life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord search the deepest part of me&lt;br /&gt;You heal my heart and pain&lt;br /&gt;You know my every need&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I've failed You&lt;br /&gt;And gone my own way&lt;br /&gt;But I heart Your Spirit calling&lt;br /&gt;It draws me back to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will run into Your Presence&lt;br /&gt;My heart cries out for more&lt;br /&gt;Let the river of passion&lt;br /&gt;Consume my life again&lt;br /&gt;holy Spirit rise within me&lt;br /&gt;As I give my life to You&lt;br /&gt;I wholly surrender to Your will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-7711526982200072444?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/7711526982200072444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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speak loud&lt;br /&gt;And my words be true&lt;br /&gt;Let my life be whole&lt;br /&gt;With my eyes upon you&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm stepping out&lt;br /&gt;From the comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;Letting go of me,&lt;br /&gt;Hold ing onto me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom comes&lt;br /&gt;When I call You Lord&lt;br /&gt;You are Lord my God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the centre of it all,&lt;br /&gt;The universe declares in awe&lt;br /&gt;Your majesty&lt;br /&gt;I surrender all&lt;br /&gt;I make you&lt;br /&gt;The centre of my life&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I respond with all I am&lt;br /&gt;you placed in me the song&lt;br /&gt;Of heavens melody&lt;br /&gt;Your Majesty&lt;br /&gt;I live to sing Your song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found Your peace&lt;br /&gt;It replaces any fear&lt;br /&gt;You have done it all&lt;br /&gt;I can trust in you&lt;br /&gt;So I'm stepping out&lt;br /&gt;From the comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;Letting go of me&lt;br /&gt;Holding onto you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your song not mine&lt;br /&gt;It is your song that bring healing to this land&lt;br /&gt;This is your song not mine&lt;br /&gt;It is your song that brings feedom&lt;br /&gt;Freedom comes, when I call you Lord&lt;br /&gt;Freedom comes, when I call you Lord&lt;br /&gt;You are Lord, my God&lt;br /&gt;You are the song&lt;br /&gt;You are the majesty&lt;br /&gt;I live to sing your song&lt;br /&gt;Your majesty&lt;br /&gt;I live to sing Your song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-1461391839709525339?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/1461391839709525339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=1461391839709525339' title='0 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lifted high to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh Lord with lifted arms to you&lt;br /&gt;into this palace of worship&lt;br /&gt;oh Lord this place i find Your peace&lt;br /&gt;i surrender my all to You...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-4516352986655883572?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/4516352986655883572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=4516352986655883572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4516352986655883572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4516352986655883572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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</title><content type='html'>random... i wan a gor gor! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-1753109043926928017?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/1753109043926928017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=1753109043926928017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1753109043926928017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1753109043926928017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/06/random.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-5827601473391101256</id><published>2007-06-18T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T10:43:03.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phews. God lifted one load away from me today. felt so relieve. i was scheduled for a consulation for writcom! haha. was kind of afraid that i won't be scheduled considering i handed in late and sharpe did not get back to me until today. =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-5827601473391101256?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/5827601473391101256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=5827601473391101256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5827601473391101256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5827601473391101256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/06/phews.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-5313954393304510270</id><published>2007-06-17T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:15:05.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8JR7rXQvsCM/RnUIGNxGupI/AAAAAAAAABg/iAZPVMpbra4/s1600-h/DSC02576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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God brought me back to how we should first seek to desire for Him to minister to us and how much we should desire to really just seek Him. the heart of expecting God to speak to us... it is really not what we are doing, for the method of worship may change, but the principal stays the same. the wanting to be touched by God. the wanting of God to work in us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two areas in my life that i pray that God will come in and change me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o. another thing. i think i have been feeling quite cor at night recently. so really sorry if i have stepped on your toes or given any a black face. do pray that i will change for the better k =). and i realised that i have not been blogging much recently x.x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-2583567594608277085?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/2583567594608277085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=2583567594608277085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2583567594608277085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2583567594608277085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/06/god-spoke-to-me-about-several-things.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-1954707728976351889</id><published>2007-06-15T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T09:23:22.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just have been back from camp! my first camp with a different bunch of people from my first 3 camps. the spritual atmosphere during the cmap was very strong and i was touched by the many teachings during camp. spent lots of time with the media team and my caregroup. did lots of stupid things together and basically had fun together. was really touched by the packet of strapetales regular and strapestales spermint =). and all the concerns and care the people around me. THANK YOU GUYS =). yups. and o... THANK YOU TO ALL MEDIA CREW! thanks for all the hard work that you guys put in. really saw the improvement of the skills and also to see you guys grow =)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I love this one guy, ask me why&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-1954707728976351889?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/1954707728976351889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=1954707728976351889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1954707728976351889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/1954707728976351889'/><link rel='alternate' 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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-7739504.post-8325587220754316482</id><published>2007-06-06T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T11:48:04.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When temptation no longer becomes a temptation but a choice. what would one do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-8325587220754316482?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/8325587220754316482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=8325587220754316482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8325587220754316482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8325587220754316482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-temptation-no-longer-becomes.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-8585061258789483974</id><published>2007-06-05T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T20:36:26.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE QUEEN INVADES!!! :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-8585061258789483974?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/8585061258789483974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=8585061258789483974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8585061258789483974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8585061258789483974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/06/queen-invades-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-661818581664886257</id><published>2007-06-04T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T22:36:21.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm tiredddddd.....................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-661818581664886257?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/661818581664886257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=661818581664886257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/661818581664886257'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/5419297857988682761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=5419297857988682761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5419297857988682761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5419297857988682761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/05/fear.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-6268576377542765135</id><published>2007-05-29T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T12:13:26.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bahh... bah... bahhh... bahhhhh... x.x bahhhhhhhh... bahhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-6268576377542765135?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/6268576377542765135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=6268576377542765135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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(totally random post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun feel like going school tml!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whines...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-5056673435423843057?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/5056673435423843057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=5056673435423843057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5056673435423843057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/5056673435423843057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/05/post-327.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-4061782678766480941</id><published>2007-05-27T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T20:08:06.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bahh... watching a tv show now... i can see how cor person doesn't feel must for people's feelings. haha. i do hope that i won't be do cor until that point of insensitivity x.x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-4061782678766480941?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/4061782678766480941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=4061782678766480941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4061782678766480941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/4061782678766480941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/05/bahh_27.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-8987921975356078059</id><published>2007-05-25T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T22:35:50.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i say anything, jia say i cor again! haha... dunno leh. but never been feeling cor for quite sometime. which actually got me quite worried x.x haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my blog's live again!haha... have been like sort of "dead" for the past few weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, really want to thank God for what He has done in my life. really amazed at His plans for me. Have been quite rumbling over certain matters that had happened in school, but hey! due to God's perfect plan, i'm like over with that matters already =D. woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, hey group! WE DID WELL =D. the MI kids. haha. although it was an "embrassment" to walk around in school in uniform, but hey! you guys rocks! =D. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-8987921975356078059?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/8987921975356078059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=8987921975356078059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8987921975356078059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8987921975356078059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/05/weee.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-2975851590534520311</id><published>2007-05-21T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:53:17.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to growww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had location production just now and it some how just made me want to feel against the teachers again. somehow its the same kind of feeling and rebellousness i had towards harjit knor las year... those kind of wanting to rebel against them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know its kind of kiddish to be like fussing over just because we arn't allowed to use laptops during lecture. kind of dumb. but ya... anyway. was quite irritated over the fact that we aren't allowed to use laptops during lectures to take down notes. and we had to write on paper, which is much slower and yet knowing that writting will be slower, still speeding on with his lecture. kind of cripplying our abliity to learn fast.. to me lah. x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to grow. dun really want the kind of attitude i had towards khor to be towards them also. it bad to my studies, attidutude and basically, its just now shinning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to calm down... relax...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-2975851590534520311?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/2975851590534520311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=2975851590534520311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2975851590534520311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/2975851590534520311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-need-to-growww.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><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-7739504.post-8491260102613482931</id><published>2007-05-17T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T06:40:08.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay... i'm like up at 6:37 in the morning on at 9:00 class day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been feeling rather stressed and unable to think of anything yesterday night, so decided to take a rest and countinue to do my writcom assignment today instead. And here i am... still feeling stressed out the the whole module and unsure of what to write. my dad came in telling me that he drove 2 of my seniors home yesterday from attachment at mediacorp and said that communication carries the biggest %age in my course. Which of course totally didn't help at all to ease my stress level. took the online grammar prac yesterday... think i failed it... i sort of refused to count the marks to avoid furthur depression. x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-8491260102613482931?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/8491260102613482931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=8491260102613482931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8491260102613482931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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decided and we are going to do out filming on friday morning. now having a 3 hour break until 4... art and design. bahh. hopefully i can do things during this 3hour block. x.x going for volleyball later. going with ben. ahha. i'm predicting that i will go home with mucle ache all over me and like die tml during sports and wellness. haha. and i do pray that i will not faint halfway during s&amp;w tml x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-2420082688022227287?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/2420082688022227287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=2420082688022227287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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sudden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt super tired today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7739504-8941212911809958293?l=badboi_busted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/feeds/8941212911809958293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7739504&amp;postID=8941212911809958293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8941212911809958293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7739504/posts/default/8941212911809958293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboi_busted.blogspot.com/2007/05/bahh_6803.html' title=''/><author><name>aHboy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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