<?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-32233076</id><updated>2011-10-09T03:18:49.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters To Ding</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115867803144484450</id><published>2006-09-19T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T08:00:43.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-= Hollar Out</title><content type='html'>From: "Fabriz Tong" &lt;&lt;a class="Command FireAnt_Command Web_Bindings_Base" href="mailto:jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com" commandname="NewMessage" recipients="jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com"&gt;jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: "Ding Si Yan" &lt;&lt;a class="Command FireAnt_Command Web_Bindings_Base" href="mailto:dsy_chumps@hotmail.com" commandname="NewMessage" recipients="dsy_chumps@hotmail.com"&gt;dsy_chumps@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Hollar, you.&lt;br /&gt;Date: Tue, 12 Sep 2006, 20:04:05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so I haven't emailed you in quite a while. Or vice versa. How's tricks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is school fun? I want a very detailed explanation of a week in Boston Public =D (or whatever school it is you're happening to be a slave of) when you come back. I need to consider all the stuff I left behind when I wasn't born in the US of A or England or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway they closed all the sports facilities so although we do engage in some illegal soccering it hasn't been all that fun sitting in class. Although its just been 2 days. Oh wait, we played illegally yesterday. And wait, we played in the MPH today since we had PE and apparently it was allowed. I'm very confused now though, we're not the only ones breaking rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did pretty well for Term 3 (except for art, which I got a 22 for, and pulled my average down from 71 to 65. True story.) and managed to get like 36 points for the first time since we entered Pre-IB. I wonder if I can sustain that for the final years, especially when I realise that I need you to help me study for the exams. COME BACK NOW PLS. Otherwise I might have to do with Bong, but he's insisting on loning it out. Then Tim could help, but I don't think I'll bother him especially when the rest of the class is probably hunting him down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I might have to do it myself, and that sucks big time since I don't understand some concepts to begin with, much less start to memorise them. At least I'm better off compared to last year, but I don't know if its good enough. My comp crashed yesterday as well, nullifying all my holiday homework for Lang Arts that I did. And apparently the work's still piling although we really should be using the time to revise now. Though admittedly I wouldn't be studying that much even if I had the time. All I did during the holidays was like a bit of Chem and Math. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some legal advice. ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Fab&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115867803144484450?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115867803144484450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115867803144484450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867803144484450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867803144484450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/09/hollar-out.html' title='-= Hollar Out'/><author><name>† Fabriz †</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-32233076.post-115867519350946823</id><published>2006-09-19T07:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T07:13:13.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short School? (19/09/2006)</title><content type='html'>Hi Tim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irrelevant message 1:&lt;br /&gt;Could you just run  by me again the url of the blog that this is supposed to&lt;br /&gt;be on? I'm sorry I seem to have misplaced it. Ok thats a lie , I never&lt;br /&gt;remembered it (how terrible).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irrelevant Message 2:&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for having to bother you when its so busy for you (you know the hw&lt;br /&gt;thing) but daniel was saying you were still keeping stuff so.... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to send pics acrosss... just not sure how to do it without&lt;br /&gt;jamming anyone's mailbox. Have to admit, my sis did take some good pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had a dream about BB last nite, somehow I was wearing slippers and Mr&lt;br /&gt;Sim in sunglasses. Really, really weird. Of course there were other people&lt;br /&gt;around, like Kenneth, Tim blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking through my drafts (cos this was saved in my draft for half a day) I&lt;br /&gt;found an unsent letter supposedly for Mr Simon Lai (Awards, start of the&lt;br /&gt;year, get to know thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise school here has been slack. Quite lar, but dunno why I seem to be&lt;br /&gt;short on time always. Most of the homework is copying from the textbook&lt;br /&gt;(ahem, sociology, biology) and others are plain repetitive (ahem physics).&lt;br /&gt;not really their fault i guess, more like me choosing the wrong classes. US&lt;br /&gt;history is surprisingly ok - at least a bit of thinking, calculus is&lt;br /&gt;challenging (implicit diff now), journalism is nerve wracking when youre out&lt;br /&gt;of ideas (sch newspaper eh) and the PE class (I got stuck in the only one&lt;br /&gt;that is slack - some building teamwork thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snippets from school. Its PE class, and I find out that theres this Israeli&lt;br /&gt;guy who is also in my Physics class who has stayed in Singapore for 7 years&lt;br /&gt;(at Peck Hay, near ACS(J)). Then it turns ot someone in my US history class&lt;br /&gt;has actually been to Singapore before (like whoa) and was saying its so sad&lt;br /&gt;there are Muslim insurgents causing trouble in Thailand as it is really a&lt;br /&gt;nice place (for current events - but she though it was in the Middle&lt;br /&gt;east?!?) Then the Math teacher, Mr (Huff + C) (the integral thing) says that&lt;br /&gt;some people who come from middle school are really smart but they never used&lt;br /&gt;their brains in middle school (cos it was brainless) and coming to high&lt;br /&gt;school was more brain work. I almost choked. In Journalism, I turned in some&lt;br /&gt;crappy draft 1.1 about how the school newspaper is getting its new name. The&lt;br /&gt;teacher said se liked my 'voice' but totally agreed with me that many parts&lt;br /&gt;were completely irrelavant. Weekends are spent travelling (this week it was&lt;br /&gt;new Hampshire lakes region)so hw has to be done before then. Not impossible,&lt;br /&gt;but cuts a lot of hw time. realised I somehow didn't bring a protractor&lt;br /&gt;here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally wrote to Loo the same day I last wrote here, but I can't remember&lt;br /&gt;whether I wrote to Sandra Sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, the friends I've made thus far.  Theres Luke, whose been here&lt;br /&gt;for 2 years, he's either 17 or 18, he drives a really old jeep with a German&lt;br /&gt;flag (yes daryl(s)?) It has a name, but its not particularly decent (the&lt;br /&gt;name, that is). Then theres Gabriel (gabe) who is also new, he's hispanic&lt;br /&gt;and in the year lower than mine. He plays drums for the marching band and&lt;br /&gt;hates math. There's also Keith, from Utah (but not a Mormon - just in case&lt;br /&gt;daniel is wondering). He's probably what people in S'pore would think an&lt;br /&gt;average american kid is - shoulder length hair, does all the high fives&lt;br /&gt;stuff, skateboards, drives, thats keith. Theres also Dell (short for&lt;br /&gt;Waddell) from Nebraska, where they do crazy stuff after scoring goals in&lt;br /&gt;soccer (I'll show when I get back). The only trouble is that my parents&lt;br /&gt;don't want me hanging out with them after school, which is a major prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115867519350946823?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115867519350946823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115867519350946823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867519350946823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867519350946823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/09/short-school-19092006.html' title='Short School? (19/09/2006)'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115867514395840531</id><published>2006-09-19T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T07:12:23.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: School Shorts (14/09/2006)</title><content type='html'>Hope you gets well soon Ding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And school's been really tough here.  Suddenly being buried by a mound of homework, struggling to find the time to get  studying done. Musing over the meaning of life. 19 days to the exams..Mrs Carol  Low has begun a countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bible Quiz results: 4th place. Not very well  deserved considering I never read the tested books till the day before. Thank  God. Haha Mr Ng got his gold again. we had to play chapteh for one of the  games...i got a hopeless 2 hits. you could have done much better given those  juggling skills :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the return of school...of course comes the  return of soccer on the &lt;span style="font-size:-0;"&gt;astrofield&lt;/span&gt;. A true joy that we hope  to share with you when you return soon. And so sorry you can't play on the  school soccer team...but your dad's right...you don't have to prove yourself!  God has made you perfect in His sight, there's nothing to proof to people, seek  to be a God-pleaser and not a Man-pleaser. The former is much more important i  guess. Of course, it's not totally wrong to want to prove yourself...seeing that  everyone hopes to get some attention now and then, and that we do need that  occasional boost of self-esteem, but let it not be your primary focus! Be  careful to glorify God and not yourself k? Impress in your small little ways,  small gestures, small thoughtful actions (which you are full of...i believe) and  you should do fine after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio's not useless lor! in fact come  and take bio with me next year :P and (lol) Chinese A2!!! haha...thinking about  your subject combination yet? Which reminds me of all those talks they've been  giving on university education...super sian....engineering, IT...wah...every  monday. Also, there have been ongoing talks about next year's EE (Extended  Essay), so perhaps you shld start thinking about these things.  Meanwhile...there's some homework I've got for you...mostly Amath. Will see if I  can get Carol Low to send you the Chem stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i did have as much  to talk about as you did. Pity life's here been the same routine over and over.  Sometimes there's always that feeling of going nowhere. Even start to question  if the relationship with God is going nowhere. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra Sim's  getting quite mad with me lor. All the SL stuff. MacRitchie...yet to do it yet.  Bad bad. And all the responsibility always falls on poor little Tim  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day we must have that voice convo again. One day. Perhaps when  I'm resting from mugging :) and when you're free from school :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have  fun with those jeans...remembering that you will have to revert back to the  striped tie when you return :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115867514395840531?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115867514395840531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115867514395840531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867514395840531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867514395840531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/09/re-school-shorts-14092006.html' title='RE: School Shorts (14/09/2006)'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115867510644926016</id><published>2006-09-19T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T07:11:46.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi (13/09/2006)</title><content type='html'>Hi Tim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wondering whether you have been colleting my stuff. I think you have a&lt;br /&gt;bit more right, cos my aunt might call you again. sorry for the&lt;br /&gt;inconvenience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115867510644926016?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115867510644926016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115867510644926016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867510644926016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867510644926016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-13092006.html' title='Hi (13/09/2006)'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115867504476546800</id><published>2006-09-19T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T07:10:44.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Shorts (11/09/2006)</title><content type='html'>Well actually I've been wearing jeans, but nehmin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say I've been very busy but I'm quite sure thats a lie. Prolly&lt;br /&gt;what happened was that I just didn't feel like writing emails (priorities,&lt;br /&gt;heh). And for the record I haven't written anything to mdm loo, AT, SS. And&lt;br /&gt;I'm not proud of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know 'Thank you for giving to the Lord' and I missed Mr Azmi's&lt;br /&gt;birthday. As I said, is typical behaviour, yours really was an anomaly. Then&lt;br /&gt;Phil goes high cos he bought a mike and wanted to talk, and I was busy, well&lt;br /&gt;busy enough with other convos... so again, no parkay (what does this mean&lt;br /&gt;anw, I think I'm using it wrongly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing against Wycliffe, heh. he's got history, all right. And don't worry,&lt;br /&gt;I know exactly who ET (Ellandrus) is. Yeah the JLow thing was quite cool,&lt;br /&gt;the first time he would own me so flat (in marks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so about school here. First 2 days was kind of lonesome, hooked up some&lt;br /&gt;decent conversation with other people on Thursday and Friday, today was a&lt;br /&gt;little quieter. Always wondered what other people would do in this situation&lt;br /&gt;(like daniel and jlow shouldn't hae any trouble fitting in, but abt people&lt;br /&gt;like you and fab, hmm). I guess i takes an amount of effort to actually go&lt;br /&gt;out and find friends. I realised most of my friends came prolly cause we got&lt;br /&gt;stuck in the same group, (hendra, fab, dan, Jlow, tim) or on the same route&lt;br /&gt;home (patrique, phil, jiaqiang to an extent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mindset was probably a little skewed. I think I have this underlying&lt;br /&gt;current in me, that I need to do reasonably well to prove something. And to&lt;br /&gt;prove it. like being in gep, black plastic glasses, especially in p6, sec 1&lt;br /&gt;I had this mainstreamers think I'm a geek and I need to show them I can&lt;br /&gt;actually play football well thing, which never really worked out (think of&lt;br /&gt;all the lost interclasses and the sad, sad outing in desaru). And I think I&lt;br /&gt;brought it over here. I desperately wanted to join soccer, and when i&lt;br /&gt;couldn't (cos of paperwork issues - so I didnt play sports in school at all&lt;br /&gt;because I ddint take a physical check up, what a laugh), I kept on mulling&lt;br /&gt;over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it got better when I started taking to people, but the thought that&lt;br /&gt;I could have met more people through soccer just refuses to go away. And it&lt;br /&gt;happened again today when like 1/4 of the school turns up in a soccer&lt;br /&gt;uniform of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad comes along and says theres nothing to prove, and you cant&lt;br /&gt;really measure success in school by the number of friends you make... and it&lt;br /&gt;sort of makes sense. a little, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the subjects. Bio is like going to be a 'useless' I think, come on,&lt;br /&gt;colouring at this stage? The non AP classes are much less intensive than the&lt;br /&gt;AP ones (math and phys for me). I already defaulted on math hw twice (how&lt;br /&gt;baad can i get). Well at least he's understanding about thats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Times to eats dinner. And did I mention that I'm currently a little sick&lt;br /&gt;which is why i'm lying down on my bed using the com to write to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Yan, Ding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115867504476546800?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115867504476546800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115867504476546800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867504476546800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867504476546800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/09/school-shorts-11092006.html' title='School Shorts (11/09/2006)'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115867495950176357</id><published>2006-09-19T07:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T07:10:03.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: Labour Day Weekend (September Holidays) (06/09/2006)</title><content type='html'>Or at least that's what they'll call it here. September holidays, or in other  words, mugging fiesta. Exams are in 3 weeks time, i guess the atmosphere must be  eons away from what you're feeling there. But it's been late nights, struggling  to get the balance between work and play, and just trying to find time to spend  with God and to spend typing emails such as these. Sorry I haven't been  available to email you or anything. But at least absence makes the heart fonder.  From the very "un-updated" blog i realise that it's been a week since our last  contact. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I guess it'll be nice for me to update you on  stuff that's happening back here (Since these stuff tend to be more interesting  than emailing about philosophy or like the cheem cheem things that i tend to  talk about):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be nice to start with Teacher's days celebrations I  guess:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACES day was a joke. We walked around the school. Since when was  the school big enough for that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the best teachers' day in a long  long time. Student council and prefects spearheaded it, and it was, I might say,  the best thing they've done in a long time. It was simply, in a word touching,  as the students who performed sang their hearts out to the teachers, and at the  end we all sang 'Thank you for giving to the Lord' ( you should know this song?)  in unison. It was enough drive emotional Tim to tears. Anyway, there were weird  videos screened, Elaine Lee making a big joke of herself :D, Brian Chirnside  saying that he worked for the money, Elaine Lee telling teachers to leave  teaching 'while they could'. But it was all in jest. Inside they meant  differently i guess. And it was scary to see like Yvonne Lim giggling on  school-wide television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so on teacher's day i got my presents. Which  i seriously don't deserve at all....I've never given anything to anyone :(. But  Sean got me a yellow and blue soccer ball. brand-new. So sweet. And on that very  day Fab and I stayed back to kick the ball around, with Shouren (you would have  been there too!). Anyway, we later crashed some Sec3s and played against them  (no...not 3 on so many, we had other sec3s to help us as well). So we felt the  pain of playing without knowing the names of half the people in our soccer team,  while the other team was practically owning us (Arguably it would have been  different had you been there). Among the opponents' team was a certain Wycliffe  (notorious BB pon tang person), who though super pro, was super stuck up as well  (as in arrogant). Was a bit annoying every time he stood next to you, asked for  the goalkeeper to pass, and said that the 'bounce would get you'. And every time  he tried to score from the corner keep saying that the goalkeeper couldn't do  anything to stop it. (it was raining really badly). Anyway, Jin and ET (not the  alien...but we did play with this ET guy &lt;span style="font-size:-0;"&gt;b4) crashed as well :D  and we got better. A bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the holidays began. And it was  really mugging and just mugging for me. Unfortunately that was all I was good  for that day. And you're really lucky you got to skip this year's exams haha.  Btw, i finally got all the A&lt;span style="font-size:-0;"&gt;math&lt;/span&gt; worksheets from Daniel  Yew, and i don't know how to get them to you. haha, 85% average this term...I  DEPROVED from 87% noooo. J Low was revelling in his 82% and bragging in front  of Daniel till he saw my mark :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day. Mr Azmi took Fab and I out  for lunch (in celebration of my bdae), in his usual 'I must overfeed them'  spirit, he brought us to Jack's Place. I ate so much fried stuff. And so much  steak. Oh no! We felt bad that he spent so much on us. As usual. He did mention  that had you been around we would have called you along as well :D. But anyway,  Mr Azmi was doing this 'Yum, Yum' thing at Fabriz while eating and slowly  chewing on a mushroom. Fab was disgusted. But we got back at Mr Azmi by doing it  with carrots and cauliflowers (which we found out he didnt' like...haha). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't it, he took us to Expo for this COMEX fair, with all these  digital gadgets and stuff, and he went there to buy something for my birthday.  Do you believe it? We felt worse than ever before. Seriously bad bad bad. Fab's  Ipod was spoilt so Mr Azmi got him an Creative mp3 player, and he probably  thought it would be nice to get one for me too...so that's what he did. Ouch to  his pocket, it was a good $237 (each!), and we felt really really pai seh. He  got me a pink one though...what was that for? Anyway. Remember that you would  have been around too had you not been in America. Me and Fab were just thinking  of how you would have responded to such generosity of Mr Azmi. I think you would  have ran off somewhere and hid, or like totally faint on the spot. lol. So now i  have an mp3 player. Quite useful actually...but I still feel bad. Anyway, Mr  Azmi's bdae on 9 Sep, don't forget to wish him. I'm giving him a wooden model  car because he asked for a mercedes :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was BB. Fab brought  his mp3 player and was belting out POKEMON theme song on it. With BONG! It was  quite a slow and boring parade i must admit. The sec1s played waterbomb game -  the preparation time was longer than the playing time. They were made to roll in  the sand pit at the track...eeee. Anyway. Had BS as well. We went down to  Bethany Methodist Home and talked to the old folks there. How wonderful God is  that he empowers people with a good Chinese vocab and speaking ability when  needed. That day i spoke exceptionally well. God's blessing. His glory. But i  went home that day with a changed perspective of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday. haha  you read on my blog about a certain Jemimah. Ya we finally got our first fish  from the Tracing. Thank God for His little miracle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Study.  Tuesday Study. Whole day at home. Nothing much i could talk about except that I  enjoyed using the new mp3 player whlie doing work. But i have become more slack.  Bad thing at this point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. Soccer. Derek's initiative. We  had a good round of just whacking my new ball around. kenny really missed  soccer. fab chose sleeping over kicking. Arj was around. JLow was around and he  never did disappoint us - always delivering those corners the other way :).  Elliot was the surprise person who showed up. Nevertheless we had fun playing.  Ate lunch at Wah Chee, some place opposite school on the side of my house. Next  time we'll take you there. 24 bucks spread over 6 people. Not that bad lah. But  you would think differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. enough about me. Glad to know that  things are finally moving where you are. School's a great experience you must  continue to enjoy and tell me about k? And Bio...haha. And you will shine when  they talk about the Crucible and stuff :D. And since when were you a tour  guide....haha teach me some french when you come back. Fast food is bad  anywhere...seriously, and it makes you FAT!!! ahhhhhhh. Ok  wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i take it u haven't read my blog in a long time. The  derek thing was qutie long ago :). And ya i still feel i'm silly to feel that  way. Maybe it's just because they were girls. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless you always  Ding :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for taking time to email me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115867495950176357?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115867495950176357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115867495950176357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867495950176357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867495950176357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/09/re-labour-day-weekend-september.html' title='RE: Labour Day Weekend (September Holidays) (06/09/2006)'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115867491120351741</id><published>2006-09-19T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T07:08:31.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labour Day Weekend (06/09/2006)</title><content type='html'>At least that's what they call it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 3 day weekend that resulted in a 1600km trek (ok it was a drive) from&lt;br /&gt;bedford to montreal to quebec city then back to bedford (you can check it up&lt;br /&gt;on mapquest).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early, packed all our stuff in the car, drove up to montreal.&lt;br /&gt;Stopped by in Vermont to see the Bem and Jerry's Ice Cream factory (american&lt;br /&gt;pie tastes very, very nice). And everyone in the States can sing the chorus&lt;br /&gt;of a song of the same name (daniel should be familiar with this too, ahem&lt;br /&gt;LDP). Got to Montreal in the afternoon, took on duties as navigator and tour&lt;br /&gt;guide. Learnt some French (well actually its quebec-ese). First thought of&lt;br /&gt;Canada - it smelled bad. Just as we crossed the border, we were greeting&lt;br /&gt;with cow smells. But it got better. Montreael is like this island city&lt;br /&gt;(familiar eh). We explored the old town (vieux montreal) and chinatown&lt;br /&gt;(quatierre chinois), went up this funiculaire and biodome (something to do&lt;br /&gt;with the 1976 olympics, the funiculaire being some seng-et train that leads&lt;br /&gt;to a tower and the biodome being what used to be a velodrome ie. cycling&lt;br /&gt;stadium). Lots of trouble finding the motel (well it was near the airport -&lt;br /&gt;cheaper). Booked a cheap hotel for sunday nite (original 180, now 90&lt;br /&gt;canadian dollars). Cheap for 5 people lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;rain allegedly from the remnants of tropical storm anesto (ernesto?) chilled&lt;br /&gt;the place. Woke up late, ended missing the english service at the chinese&lt;br /&gt;baptist church in montreal and going for the chinese-cantonese one instead.&lt;br /&gt;Also saw this monstrous building (St Joseph's Oratorio). Drove round the&lt;br /&gt;circuit gilles de villenueve (again daniel would know). Very zai (in more&lt;br /&gt;ways than one).Then we tried to take the scenic route to quebec city(chemin&lt;br /&gt;du roi - king's way) and ended up getting there at nightfall. Tried Poutine&lt;br /&gt;(french fries in gravy with cheese). canadian fast food is baaaad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;Labor day. resumed tour guide duties in the lite rain, quebec old town,&lt;br /&gt;seeing another monstrous building (Chateau Frontenac). Its all french here.&lt;br /&gt;Saw this really cool chess set (with cats and mice).  A short jaunt on the&lt;br /&gt;ile d Orlean (an island) with many houses that are red and white. Well its&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be known for its rusticness. Then the very very long trip back,&lt;br /&gt;with unfortunate disruptions and getting offtracked finding petrol stations&lt;br /&gt;(For the record we pumped 2 full tanks in one day). Kepy awake by noxious&lt;br /&gt;sulphurous gaseous emissions by my brother. He's nasty, all right. my mum&lt;br /&gt;had to throw away the basil plant she kept from canada at the border guard.&lt;br /&gt;Got home really late. Don't we just love the china tour group travelling&lt;br /&gt;lifestyle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;First day of school.School Bus (FOC) arrives at 7am. Still don't know what&lt;br /&gt;to say when ppl come up to me and say "whats up". As with all first days of&lt;br /&gt;school its quite boring. But I shall try to describe it well. School is&lt;br /&gt;split into 3 different days. day 1, 2 and 3. and it contines to rotate. like&lt;br /&gt;that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homeroom (aka classroom). Its where youre supposed to be in the early&lt;br /&gt;morning and for study period. Otherwise I'll probably never see my&lt;br /&gt;"classmates" at all. It has a clock (the old type where the second hand&lt;br /&gt;moves continuously , not in jerks) and a tattered american flag. And the&lt;br /&gt;pledge is really, really short. The principal and teachers are generally&lt;br /&gt;nice people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First period, English. The teacher (a guy named mr berlino) talked for the&lt;br /&gt;whole time. They all think I'm Si, Ding (dont blame them, really). He's&lt;br /&gt;going to cover poetry (suprise), short stories (gasp) and novels&lt;br /&gt;(Huckleberry finn,  great gatsby). Not to mention puritan literature (aka&lt;br /&gt;the crucible) and ghastly grammar. Apparently SAT is taken in the year i'm&lt;br /&gt;in. Doesn't think much about Cliffnotes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second period, AP Calc. The class was intact from the previous year&lt;br /&gt;apparently, and only me and another guy are new. Well, the teacher is a&lt;br /&gt;triathlete who likes to talk about his children. Nice class of people who&lt;br /&gt;claim to like math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break. Did nothing really. Can' t play soccer (or any other games) during&lt;br /&gt;break or lunch. Real sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third period, US History. Now what would I be doing here? At least the&lt;br /&gt;teacher is nice and expects everyone to be nice (much unlike Alvin tan).&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll develop the critical analytical skills they claim to foster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth period, Sociology. I took this for fun. Finds out the teacher is a&lt;br /&gt;little dramatic (in an irish way). Introduced to us the socialogical method&lt;br /&gt;of thinking - by thinking about the factors that would impact him and his&lt;br /&gt;wife decision to have a second child by IVF). He the kind of teacher i think&lt;br /&gt;daryl would like (thats probably the best way to describe him). Showed us a&lt;br /&gt;pic of his first daughter (by IVF too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth period, Biology. Now what would Ding be doing here? Well it turns out&lt;br /&gt;that most ppl in my year would be taking this as their science class.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher has a pic of her and her daughter. She's about phuan's build but&lt;br /&gt;nothing like phuan in terms of personality. She going to give us a stamp for&lt;br /&gt;every lesson we're on time (????) and belives in making us force keep an&lt;br /&gt;interactive notebook to facilitate learning. First by listening, then by&lt;br /&gt;writing and rewriting notes, then by drawing diagrams (compulsory to be&lt;br /&gt;colourful). Its supposed to be memorising based and starts with organic&lt;br /&gt;chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh yeah and the derek thing, i might feel that way too so relax, k?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115867491120351741?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115867491120351741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115867491120351741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867491120351741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867491120351741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/09/labour-day-weekend-06092006.html' title='Labour Day Weekend (06/09/2006)'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115867485617079862</id><published>2006-09-19T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T07:07:36.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekly Weekend Update (29/08/2006)</title><content type='html'>So I started writing this email just as you sent the latest one (actually I&lt;br /&gt;only thought of the title) before getting diverted and distracted. Maybe&lt;br /&gt;I'll start with the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Cuz arrived on wednesday nite with his girlfriend (whom we only knew as&lt;br /&gt;MJ until we met her and he told us it was Ming Joo and my mum had all sorts&lt;br /&gt;of trouble remembering her name like Ming J,M Joo,). And with him came the&lt;br /&gt;homework, which really wasnt as much as I expected.. but oh well not like&lt;br /&gt;i've been doing the other homeworks anyway. The next day was spent in town,&lt;br /&gt;and so was friday, which probably explains my disappearance. On Saturday, we&lt;br /&gt;went up to Maine, to this place called Acadia, well its coastal scenery ,&lt;br /&gt;you get to see geog coastal features like tobolos and all that jazz (never&lt;br /&gt;heard of this phrase before). On Sunday it was the Church finding thing&lt;br /&gt;again, we found a united methodist church, there were 10 ppl, mostly white&lt;br /&gt;headed. Erm I guess my first reaction was one of disappointment... Why of&lt;br /&gt;all churches to pick one like that ( the pianist was playing classical music&lt;br /&gt;for the 'special music' section and the 'blue danube' for the postlude and&lt;br /&gt;for the other songs just playing the melody, then there was this lighting of&lt;br /&gt;the peace candle thingy). I guess its easy to be judgemental and that&lt;br /&gt;exactly it. I don't my cousin's girlfriend is Christian so it was like why&lt;br /&gt;of all places. I guess it also occured to me that God could obviously work&lt;br /&gt;thru this Church somehow and that a church that I might be comfortable with&lt;br /&gt;might not be the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, putting it into perspective, I don't think its so much about the&lt;br /&gt;church but how we lived to testify to her but that's another issue&lt;br /&gt;altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church we went to a flea market... ther were these " only left handed&lt;br /&gt;people are in their right minds" shirts which i thought would be nice for&lt;br /&gt;the resident left handed activist in 4.10, but i realised they might be a&lt;br /&gt;little too cheesy, even for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, school orientation for freshmen (9th graders, probably 14 year olds&lt;br /&gt;which look like the 16 year olds) and new students (like me). Toured the&lt;br /&gt;school, its 800 students strong, settled subjects as well (looks like i'm&lt;br /&gt;taking bio)... and then rammed into immunization problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they photocopied my health booklet (brought over by  my dear cuz) ,they&lt;br /&gt;forgot the P6 one, so the nurse thought i was missing an MMR. Then,&lt;br /&gt;apparently Singapore is a TB high risk spot, so even if I had been BCGed, it&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't have made a dif. Then they also have this habit of immunizing&lt;br /&gt;against chicken pox even after you have had chicken pox.. my dad was having&lt;br /&gt;a hard time trying to convince us its a difference in perspective, weighing&lt;br /&gt;cost and effect between us and the US. So it would make sense to just take&lt;br /&gt;the Mantoux test and confirm I'm Tb-less. then my dad got this idea that the&lt;br /&gt;standards are different here for that so positive here may be negative in&lt;br /&gt;Singapore (its all abt whether its worth treating).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then theres still the need to take a physical (full body) before entering&lt;br /&gt;school. Looks like I'll probably not be in the school team here (probably&lt;br /&gt;wont make it anyway) And my cousin left already.&lt;br /&gt;School starts Sept 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now to domestic issues. Glad to hear Mdm Loo is back, but I still have my&lt;br /&gt;Hw. About me being stronger emotionally then you, I humbly beg to differ. We&lt;br /&gt;just cry about different things, probably cos of different priorities. I've&lt;br /&gt;no idea why i didn't cry at the airport (so much for priorities) since my&lt;br /&gt;sister who was so looking forward to coming here bawled her eyes out at the&lt;br /&gt;departure lounge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I neglected QT for the whole time my cousin was here barring the first&lt;br /&gt;day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm and sorry for being so neglectful on msn (i've been doing that to a lot&lt;br /&gt;of people lately)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the worst part is not taoing on msn but being so nonchalant now.&lt;br /&gt;And I cant change that yet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115867485617079862?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115867485617079862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115867485617079862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867485617079862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867485617079862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/09/weekly-weekend-update-29082006.html' title='The Weekly Weekend Update (29/08/2006)'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115867478543562793</id><published>2006-09-19T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T07:06:25.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Email in a Long Time (29/08/2006)</title><content type='html'>Dear Ding,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. It's been a long time. I guess we're both really busy on  the other side of the world. Hesitating. Waiting for the other half to email  first. Stalemate. And we don't hear from one another for a long time. I guess  school's starting on your side soon (when is it?), and things are starting to  get back to the rhythm of work with the arrival of your homework. On this side  it's no different, work is starting to pile up with the onset of the September  holidays, while exam preparations are starting to eat up a big chunk of my time.  So sorry if i've ignored you. Well at least I'm trying my best to keep you in  prayer. Somehow, we're all really starting to miss you more and more. And I keep  realising that time passes so quick and that pretty soon we'll all be in Year 5.  Separated into different classes by then, i wonder whether our friendship will  still persist on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Loo is finally back, and we're getting pumped up  with chinese work again. It's a good thing I guess. But too much stress is also  a little hard to bear. Destressing has been in the form of playing piano, or  watching TV, or designing blogskins, or simply just typing emails such as I'm  doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry there's not much to talk about :(. Life in  Singapore is as per normal, as per what you would know. And honestly, being  apart has diminished the number of talking topics we could chat about. I feel a  sense of sorrow everything I voice convo with ya and there's a moment of silence  when no one is sure how to go on. It's inevitable though, long distance  friendships will never last in a long run. And that saddens me because i know  one day we will just completely lose touch. Perhaps you never did feel the same  way as I did about friends. It always seemed that way, Friendships are things  I'm willing to guard with all that I am, friendships are priceless, and losing a  friend is one of the most painful experiences I could ever go through. I don't  know why though. Perhaps there was a time I was lonely, struggling in solitude,  and had so few earthly friends to speak of, and so every friend to me is a gem.  Perhaps that's why I'm so 'doggy' sometimes, I just can't let go of a good  friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you're aware that sometimes you've hurt me  unknowingly...don't need to emphasize that. And I think many times I've hurt you  as well. But there's always reconciliation i guess. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just  can't help thinking back on the day you left Singapore. It was such a sad sight.  When everyone was praying for you there was a certain sense of calm, of joy yet  a certain sense of yearning and hope that you wouldn't go. I fought to hold back  any tears because i wanted you to stay strong. But then again, I've never seen  you shed tears, so i suppose you were a stronger person than me &lt;span style="font-size:-0;"&gt;any day. Azmi kept teasing me, needless to say, but I tried to remain  strong. But it was a sad night. Conflicting emotions. God told me to be joyful  but I was quite sad inside. The things i wrote to you on the day before, &lt;span style="font-size:-0;"&gt;u still have them? God reminded me that what's most important is Him and  not you or myself. So i tried to focus on that. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry  lah, I just can't help being emotional sometimes. It's just me. And i know it  makes people feel uncomfortable. But there's a part in me that I always try to  hide. And I hope you'll understand. Tim is always seen as such a optimistic and  happy person. But there are times when i can be down as well. And that's when I  needs support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's my past struggles coming to haunt me again.  sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then. I remember I've always told u to rejoice in the Lord. So  i should do that too as well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, there's been this Custodian  day thing in school. Where custodians are honored and given prizes and stuff.  Student Council Initiative. We were given a piece of colored paper to design  something for the custodians. Perhaps the response would have been better had  you been around ...or had it been a girl's school :&lt;span style="font-size:-0;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...do hope you reply soon k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115867478543562793?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115867478543562793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115867478543562793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867478543562793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867478543562793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-email-in-long-time-29082006.html' title='First Email in a Long Time (29/08/2006)'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115867465077925307</id><published>2006-09-19T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T07:06:41.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: HiHi Again (18/08/2006)</title><content type='html'>havent got the hw yet cos my cousin is not exactly coming straight to&lt;br /&gt;boston. Now here comes the cliche and almost insincere part. Thanks for&lt;br /&gt;writing all those encouraging stuff. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the BB changes, I feel its great (sorry, another cliche), but being&lt;br /&gt;out of touch its hard to imagine, so i guess I'll wait till i get back. In&lt;br /&gt;terms of spiritual life, what happens usually is that we  do more reading&lt;br /&gt;the bible as listening to God (or rather listening thru reading the bible)&lt;br /&gt;which is probably why i'm more not so able to grasp meditation and other&lt;br /&gt;stuff Mr Ng classifies as important. So I tried the meditation thing again&lt;br /&gt;and it didnt really work out. I think. MAybe i'm too impatient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really need to do is to sit down and start mugging. I borrowed 2&lt;br /&gt;textbooks (1 physics and 1 chem) form the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115867465077925307?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115867465077925307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115867465077925307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867465077925307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115867465077925307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/09/re-hihi-again-18082006.html' title='RE: HiHi Again (18/08/2006)'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115676751423040979</id><published>2006-08-28T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T05:18:34.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: Ummmmm...</title><content type='html'>Ding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha you beat me to it again. I was really going to email u today  lor, then you emailed first. haiyo. Tim is so slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy busy busy.  Kicking up the studying machine already, but I'm getting tired everyday,  studying in bed is the worst studying method and I fall asleep more than half  the time and wake up the next day extremely disappointed. QT's been ok, but it's  become much tougher with the additional stress of having to study for the exams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Carol Low fell and she won't be around for a few  weeks...hopefully we'll pray for her. Btw. Loo should be coming back soon.  LimChiouYan will be most relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i realise how fast time is  passing. Life is so fleeting you know. Friendships are so short-lived. Pretty  soon we'll both be in IB, a totally new experience, exciting yet saddening at  the same time. We'll probably all miss each other really lots. But you know  what, God always reminds me that one day when we're in heaven, we can enjoy both  fellowship with Him, and fellowship with friends and family, for Eternity!  That's a great hope to look forward to. Someone asked before, what's the need  for friends in heaven if God Himself is the best fellowship we could ever  have...well maybe we shld think about this haha. But I think life would be so  different without frens. They are the means by which God reaches out to us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret sins. Haiz. I guess one day I'll tell you. And shock you. And  probably no one would look at me in the same light again. Tim, the guai guai  guy, is not as guai as most people perceive. I've been struggling for what  seemed like forever. God has liberated me. But sin still clings on stubbornly  and occasionally I slip again. But no worries ding, God will see us through all  our struggles as long as we turn to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That love for the old lady.  Love, it is so touching, it is so warm, and the feeling of being close to love  is so wonderful and inexpressible isn't it? Yet imagine, if humans can offer  such love, how much greater is the Love of God above! Many times greater! O how  high and how wide, how deep and how great is our Father's love for us. Just  thinking about it causes an overwhelming joy to well up within me. Knowing that  we are loved brings us such joy and meaning to life. And let's seek to love  others as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw...praise God, for Alex the Lua has agreed to start  going to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..not much time...will email you again soon  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim the guai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115676751423040979?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115676751423040979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115676751423040979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115676751423040979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115676751423040979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/re-ummmmm.html' title='RE: Ummmmm...'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115676747802399948</id><published>2006-08-28T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T05:17:58.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummmmm...</title><content type='html'>So I finally get down to writing what happened on what seemed to be a very&lt;br /&gt;busy weekend on both sides of the globe. Ok I  know its Thursday already but&lt;br /&gt;bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that saturday, I went to MIT for the last time. Finally brought home the&lt;br /&gt;"guitar", with mandolin strings (that means 4). Its quite basic and I've&lt;br /&gt;been wrecking different parts of it for no real reason... at least i can say&lt;br /&gt;its manufactured by me (mostly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Sunday we visit my parent's medical school classmate and her husband&lt;br /&gt;and they bring us to her husband's fathers place. Which was interesting. In&lt;br /&gt;the living/ dining room there was a hospital bed with an elderly lady named&lt;br /&gt;Mary Lou on it. She was (is) the second wife (the first one passed away&lt;br /&gt;decades ago) of my parents' classmate's husband's father. I think she has&lt;br /&gt;some sort of dementia, cos can you just imagine her lying on the bed with&lt;br /&gt;her mouth agape, not very conscious of her surroundings at all. It was a&lt;br /&gt;weekly family gathering (and you thought only some chinese do that). Anyway&lt;br /&gt;later we sang "for she's a jolly good fellow" to her and she responded by&lt;br /&gt;singing and clapping along. I know I haven't described it very well but I&lt;br /&gt;was quite touched by their love for the old lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  back to the secret sins thing... erm I havent read our blog too closely&lt;br /&gt;to figure out anything (not that I really want to). So umm, as for me I'm&lt;br /&gt;trying to steer away from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Yan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115676747802399948?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115676747802399948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115676747802399948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115676747802399948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115676747802399948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/ummmmm.html' title='Ummmmm...'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115590659501568085</id><published>2006-08-18T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T06:09:55.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HiHi Again</title><content type='html'>Ding,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...sometimes it's good to just reflect and think back on  life ya? and it's great just to think and think and dwell in the thought of  God's great love for us. I'm sure it's not by coincidence that you met that  family in the park that day...God probably wanted to provide you all a time of  fun and relaxation :D It's true...we may not realise it sometimes...but God's  always there showering His blessings upon us! Don't know if you're that kind of  nature loving person...but it's great sometimes to sit in the midst of the  breeze and you just get that feeling that God is present...that He is so real  around us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...you probably received your homework by now?  Anyway...school news. you owned for EOS lah...21/25, was like second highest in  class or something...everyone was like...wah Ding not here still so pro or sth  liddat. Sides that...I think I'll leave fab the honor of updating you with  interesting school stuff. As for me...i forget all this stuff too easily, and  I'm not v.interesting as well..so i'll save you the boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being  overseas...a great experience, is when you appreciate yourself most for being  Singaporean.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Faith without questions is a questionable faith (for  those times you doubt)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...just two random quotes from Mr  Charles Ng. Who incidentally visited me tonight, and we had a short chat,  chatted about BB and the life in BB so far, and on how things have really moved  on so fast in the last month. And i was telling him about you lor...and  fab...when he asked who were my closest friends. It's a real pity you're not  here to see the encouraging changes in BB...but hopefully through my telling you  of the happenings...it'll really be an encouragement to you as well...as well as  a joy to you :D. Many things are happening now... ROD worship was touching to  many i must say...thank God. Sec1 REW followup...we're seeking to make an impact  in the Sec1s lives. Things are all looking up, and God is working so obviously  around us...hopefully it's the same for you over there! When you come back, do  continue to share in this joy that we all feel! One in spirit, One in  Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-0;"&gt;Haha..Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yew got  mad with us today...for playing with ChongWee's 'pokeball'. I'll go not  further...but when he scolds you know something is really wrong with the class.  I'll give an update of the Amath syllabus: Relative velocity, Binomial Theorum,  Application of Differentiation in Kinematics....remember any help needed for hwk  I'll be there for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday tomorrow...hopefully i can come on and  speak to you or something...really starting to miss ya again! Holiday came after  a 15-10 win over RI (ya...not the saints this time)...which we didn't get the  watch the match..but instead were forced to stay in school till 1740 for  lessons...silly silly mistake. We were half dead by the end of the day.  So...finals in 6 weeks..Tim HAS started mugging as usual :D Let's pray for each  other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said...hope to hear from you about your Christian walk :D  Just realised that you left that Mr Ng Book with me in the locker..thanks.  Um...any prayer requests? My God Bless you again and again ever so richly Ding!  With grace, love, tender mercy, Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115590659501568085?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115590659501568085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115590659501568085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115590659501568085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115590659501568085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/hihi-again.html' title='HiHi Again'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115582879964250794</id><published>2006-08-17T08:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T08:33:19.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(No Subject) 15/8</title><content type='html'>Um so to follow up the cut convo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well some things actually happened. We went to check out a clarinet teacher&lt;br /&gt;for my sis who lives in a neighbouring neighbourhood (abt 1/2 h away). As&lt;br /&gt;usual we brought our football in case of you know what and it was well&lt;br /&gt;utilised as the clarinet teacher pointed out a park at the top of a hill 10&lt;br /&gt;mins uphill walk. When we got to the top we found a great view of Boston&lt;br /&gt;city as well as a large park, with among other equipment a pair of&lt;br /&gt;goalposts. As we reached there  another family of 3 also got there and after&lt;br /&gt;about 15 mins of kicking around we had a game (my bro, dad + me vs father,&lt;br /&gt;son, daughter). The gme was fun but as my dad observevd the other father&lt;br /&gt;really looked shacked after the game and felt sorry for me. I sort of got&lt;br /&gt;what he meant in the sense that that guy looke like those prospective heart&lt;br /&gt;attack type, he was heaving hard after running a lot, and it woud be really&lt;br /&gt;bad if his health suffered just because of a game of soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can think of at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Yan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115582879964250794?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115582879964250794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115582879964250794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115582879964250794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115582879964250794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-subject-158.html' title='(No Subject) 15/8'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115582876225370901</id><published>2006-08-17T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T08:32:42.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(No Subject)..b4 RE:Thursday</title><content type='html'>Tim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I kind of figured out that ROD would cause a massive hangover for you,&lt;br /&gt;and finishing the camp also one for me (you know the last night sleep late&lt;br /&gt;thing). I'll continue to pray for you, yeah. For me, its more of being too&lt;br /&gt;comfortable to let go of what I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like yesterday, we went whale watching and saw those humpbacked monsters&lt;br /&gt;diving around and doing the tail thing, just thinking about the fultility in&lt;br /&gt;most things I've been doing, even things I like doing (the ecclesiastes&lt;br /&gt;feeling).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, thats all I have to say for the while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Yan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115582876225370901?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115582876225370901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115582876225370901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115582876225370901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115582876225370901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-subjectb4-rethursday.html' title='(No Subject)..b4 RE:Thursday'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115582869875275163</id><published>2006-08-17T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T08:31:38.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: Thursday</title><content type='html'>Ding,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ecclesiastes feeling...hmm, kinda like that of feeling that  life is meaningless, pointlessness in everything that we do. I couldn't agree  less sometimes, let's have a go shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Homework/School Stuff: A  degree, a job, what's the point isn't it. We all die one day, we don't take our  possessions with us when we go. Money, property all this is meaningless, we  cannot find satisfaction in assets. Homework is pointless, why learn all this  stuff about differentiation, integration, electromagnetic induction, all this is  meaningless, they have no eternal value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Soccer/Hobbies: It's fun! So  what? for now it's fun, all fun has to come to an end one day. Enjoyment and  pleasures are transient, they come and go, and we'll never find satisfaction  there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Wisdom/Knowledge: Again, we can only pursue more and more, an  insatiable appetite, a vacuum that can never be fully filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure  you could name a lot more. And I'm equally sure you've heard before that the  answer to all these 'meaninglessness' lies with God and with Jesus. Jesus is the  living bread and water, we that fellowship with Him will never grow thirsty, nor  will we grow hungry. We can look to Him for satisfaction. In fact, there is a  God-shaped vacuum in every one of us that longs to be filled by God, I think as  long as we have God in our hearts, inwardly, we can always find meaning in  things that we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say, watching humpback whales, sitting back,  lying back and watching nature at work, nature's magnificence. Doesn't this  already lead you to think of something? That's right! God's magnificence, you  know...the reason why God made the world so beautiful was to draw men to Him  through creation, it was to reveal to us a very very small portion of his  beauty. I've always dreamt of being where you are, of whale-watching, of looking  at the wonders of nature. Still remember a time when I was in America, in the  embrace of Yosemite valley, surrounded by the surpassing beauty of snow-capped  mountains, it was so surreal, it was so beautiful...and my mine went to God.  "Who am I that you are mindful of me"....Oh...nature is there to make us feel so  small and to appreciate that love that the Father has for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time  you feel meaningless...look to God...ask Him to reveal some sort of meaning to  you...I'm sure He will!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115582869875275163?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115582869875275163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115582869875275163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115582869875275163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115582869875275163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/re-thursday.html' title='RE: Thursday'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115556638717972048</id><published>2006-08-14T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T07:39:47.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-= High Fantastical</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;From: "Fabriz Tong" &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com"&gt;jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: "Ding Si Yan" &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:dsy_chumps@hotmail.com"&gt;dsy_chumps@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Hey&lt;br /&gt;Date: Sun, 6 Aug 2006 22:04:44 +0800&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Been real busy so sorry I haven't emailed in a while... meanwhile Tim created a blog to log the email convos we had I think, so I hope you haven't deleted my messages yet, they don't appear in my outbox. =( Send me back if you still have them haha thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers, Fab&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;From: "Fabriz Tong" &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com"&gt;jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: "Ding Si Yan" &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:dsy_chumps@hotmail.com"&gt;dsy_chumps@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: RE: Hey&lt;br /&gt;Date: Mon, 7 Aug 2006 16:42:33 +0800&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright SMILE =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just a frown turned upside down. *Feels random* Hope things go well with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Fab&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115556638717972048?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115556638717972048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115556638717972048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115556638717972048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115556638717972048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/high-fantastical.html' title='-= High Fantastical'/><author><name>† Fabriz †</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-32233076.post-115556576919457142</id><published>2006-08-14T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T07:29:29.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-= Conspiracies</title><content type='html'>From: "Fabriz Tong" &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com"&gt;jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: "Ding Si Yan" &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:dsy_chumps@hotmail.com"&gt;dsy_chumps@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Update!!&lt;br /&gt;Date: Thu, 27 Jul 2006 17:09:13 +0800&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright first up something terribly important. They came in today to give out the certificates for IBA and the cash, $25 each. Somehow Arjun, Kaijun and you also got certs although you guys didn't do it. Arjun and Kaijun returned them, and the cash. Tim and I just mentioned you were overseas and didn't mention you hadn't done it, so technically, yeah its done. Just telling you in case you come back saying you haven't done it and Tim and I become partners in crime, yeah just a heads up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel bad or whatever you can always find a job in the US (I'm half convinced you already did) and get paid for it... Tim and I were paid $120 each but we still took the $25 =X and yeah if you want the cash I'm sure we could give you the $50. I probably owe you that much anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now an update on life in school (in case you haven't been reading my blog etc. etc.) and I'm also listening to Canon in D rock version with that uber electric guitar as I write. I'll send it to you when you come online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer is now with Tien and co. coming regularly meaning a relatively crowded D/basketball court and so we've taken to playing in the field. And Sloke and Ted Kin play also, (Daniel tried once and it rained that day so sad... or is it a sign?) so half of us will be topless. =D But anyway yeah you should see them... guess it would be better if you were there huh. What a spectacle. I don't think you'd have imagined it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you're wasting your time back in Boston, here in school, for the past 3 weeks or so Loo's been in the hospital so Chinese periods were free for like 2 weeks. Recently Lim Chiou Yann took over so we've just started on the B syllabus for this semester. Almost everyone is getting sick, caught up in school functions or just missing class for whatever reason, out of 8 lessons a day we're ending up having like 4 of them or more free perioded. And then there's always NewSouthWales tests and other nonsense to eat up more periods. Its like everyday I only have 2-4 lessons in school, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you've been gone I've been sweeping and emptying thrash every other day, quite often, and as of tomorrow I'll have mopped the class 3 times. Haha yeah and I'm officially the first to complete my Chem filing yay and well I think I'm keeping up with the work pretty well. Maybe a bit stressed but can lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah not much to know, all free periods spent playing soccer (Man the Tien and co. even give up their recesses now, and they are the ones making us go and play during free periods. Damn enthu) and chess and Rubiks and talking lots of nonsense. Oh yeah and singing. Lots of it, as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bong, Kenny and I found another scenic route. Even more scenic. Cut through the hill and walk right up to the crest, but we usually cover it military style and its freaking fun. It might be slightly longer but its well worth it. Apparently Kevin walked with Bong and Kenny that day also, the slope at the end is fantastical. Hope things are well. We could do with you back early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, Fab&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115556576919457142?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115556576919457142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115556576919457142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115556576919457142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115556576919457142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/conspiracies.html' title='-= Conspiracies'/><author><name>† Fabriz †</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-32233076.post-115556620669453825</id><published>2006-08-14T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T07:36:46.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-= Carbon Dating</title><content type='html'>Reply to email posted below&lt;br /&gt;From: "Fabriz Tong" &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com"&gt;jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: "Ding Si Yan" &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:dsy_chumps@hotmail.com"&gt;dsy_chumps@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: RE: Hola&lt;br /&gt;Date: Tue, 25 Jul 2006 20:00:56 +0800&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so this week was a busy week. And this was supposed to come later but I realised it will be hectic for quite a while so I didn't want to lose my train of thought. And if you observe me on MSN or anything, I tend to put off homework to talk to people I think I really need to speak to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About our contrasting lifestyles, I still think I would give up quite a bit to be there with you now soaking in the American atmosphere. I've always wanted to visit the US of A or some European country in my lifetime(preferably England). I'm that Westernised. Maybe when I'm older I might put globetrotting on my agenda. Don't worry too much about the wasting time thing, you're there, the experience will be good. Count yourself lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And BB, don't you ever dare think of quitting. Its only been two months, not to say we've not been missing you but we're getting along fine and you'll definitely still have a place in there next year. Already the Admin have been talking about reunions and all that we MUST get together sometime or another after ROD. We were thinking Kenneth's yacht, but then we'd need quite a bit of cash, maybe in the distant future. Imagine the party. I still haven't told the Sec1s yet though, and I have no idea if they know... plan to during this last parade before ROD. Hike. Man you're missing a lot, times when I wish you were there to enjoy the last few weeks before the O Level Admin disappear. So yeah, I'll talk to you about this next time. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really, depressed. You know I'll always endure these stages in life where I seem to hit a low. But I always get back up sometime yeah? Yes admittedly I kinda welcome these bouts of 'depression'. They give me a time to really think about my life and all that. It was something like that which helped me to make my decisions to work harder this semester. And now, 5 weeks in, I'm still going strong. My resolutions have held so far, and I intend to make them hold as long as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not be doing the best right now, but its a definite improvement from the last semester. And I'm doing it all on my own merit now. Every single piece of work this year has remained purely un-copied, and I've gone one further and am trying to finish everything on my own. Of course this isn't always possible, so yeah I just hand in unfinished pieces of work. Those are the ones I can't do of course, which means its like, quite a bit if you're talking Chemistry and Maths. But for Maths, its like the first assignments I've handed in all year. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I'm trying to really push myself to keep things on schedule as far as possible, and I'm still finding time to relax and all that also, so its not that bad. I don't want to go all philosophical and all that since it'll make me sound emo and depressed and yeah well it can wait. I've got plenty to opportunities to rant and rave all I want about school and my policies and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun! Take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, Fab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: "Ding Si Yan" &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:dsy_chumps@hotmail.com"&gt;dsy_chumps@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: "Fabriz Tong" &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com"&gt;jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Hola&lt;br /&gt;Date: Mon, 24 Jul 2006 17:43:42 +0000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Fab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote to tim so I guess i shld write to you also since I havent been very detailed about whats happening here. Sry for taoing you a few hours ago... heavy traffic...not enough bandwidth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My usually days like wake up at around 8 , do qt, breakfast, then msn and play until like 11 before helping my mum with lunch. Then its piano and maybe reading stuff from the library while playing sudoku or some matchstick game before evening when my dad comes back and we go out shopping or football-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents apparently pushed us up one grade... the school doesnt really care as we won't be pulling the results down by taking an exam. So its 11th grade for me. can't really judge the standards here though i'm quite sure our maths is like their grade 12 equivalent (or is it equilavent).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling quite detached from BB. Its like ok, things have changed, so what can I do when I come back? I was quite non-commital when Mr Sim asked whether I would stay on next year and I'm wondering about that too. I knows theres lots more I can learn in BB... + friends but I guess we'll wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out here you sort of get the idea you are wasting time.. its like theres so much more i could be doing back in school... i guess wasting has been a paranoia of mine...like i used to cry when i run and miss the train at Outram Park. but the feeling starts to go away after a while. During the lessons when the guy goes thru some differentiation which we have done I sort of just switch off and when he does new stuff i turn myself on again. There was one part in which he explained kinematics in calculus. I was like wow.. I must tell tim... until I realised knew it long ago... but it was fun while it lasted i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess maybe you're quite depressed... I'm sorry but theres nothing I can do. Its like the Job thing... when his friends open their mouths they make the situation worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115556620669453825?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115556620669453825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115556620669453825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115556620669453825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115556620669453825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/carbon-dating.html' title='-= Carbon Dating'/><author><name>† Fabriz †</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-32233076.post-115556550610335044</id><published>2006-08-14T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T07:25:06.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-= Speed Of Sound</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;(Reply to email posted below)&lt;br /&gt;From: "Fabriz Tong" &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com"&gt;jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: "Ding Si Yan &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:dsy_chumps@hotmail.com"&gt;dsy_chumps@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Subject: RE: Hey&lt;br /&gt;Date: Fri, 30 Jun 2006 14:49:24 +0800&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least you're getting your daily dose of soccer... things are busying up here again. Full U Parade tomorrow but I'm still gonna catch both matches tonight anyway. How many have you actually watched? And like I said your blog isn't very detailed. So, chat later. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, Fab.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From: "Ding Si Yan" &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:dsy_chumps@hotmail.com"&gt;dsy_chumps@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: "Fabriz Tong" &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com"&gt;jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Subject: RE: Hey&lt;br /&gt;Date: Thu, 29 Jun 2006 14:52:02 +0000&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hi, I thought you got grounded or something. but its great to know you did your chinese, unlike yours trulli. If you've been reading my blog (or whats left of it) at least you would know what I've been doing in the pre-World Cup holidays. Now its very hard to get down to work since its on... I was never one for self discipline @ home anyway. We went to Seattle last weekend... my dad had some 5 day conference there and my mom wanted to go sightsee... which is pretty much what we did. we blew a lot of money, but saw geog stuff on Mt Rainier and took the public bus there (man I'd give anything for a 74 now). Back, in Boston, we (as in my dad, sis, bro and me) usually go to the park to kickaround on most evenings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, thanks for writing and continue to not slack (as I try to finish my homework).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;br /&gt;Si Yan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115556550610335044?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115556550610335044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115556550610335044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115556550610335044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115556550610335044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/speed-of-sound.html' title='-= Speed Of Sound'/><author><name>† Fabriz †</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-32233076.post-115556518209217282</id><published>2006-08-14T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T07:19:42.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-= Like, WHOA</title><content type='html'>From: "Fabriz Tong" &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com"&gt;jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: "Ding Si Yan" &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:dsy_chumps@hotmail.com"&gt;dsy_chumps@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Hey&lt;br /&gt;Date: Thu, 29 Jun 2006 16:39:48 +0800&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Ding,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time its been. I for one am starting to miss you. =D But anyway you haven't been emailing me and your blog is like practically empty. (Yes I found it somehow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well just a little update on how things have been going. Well, your departure has actually sprung a few changes in my daily routine now. Like now I can't slack in school and rely on you to give me remedial lessons, (which I guess weren't really fair on you and Tim anyway) so yeah I've been paying much more attention in class. Although yes we're starting to play bingo and word bingo in class (somehow Patrick and I managed to get most of the class doing it) and it helps you to hang on to every word that the teacher says. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I guess part of that has been down to me totally changing my body clock, like sleeping at 3pm-10pm so I can watch all the matches they screen on Malaysian channels, then when I hit school its like evening for me, so I'm like hyperactive and I actually haven't fallen asleep in class, or not even close. Its good. You'd be glad to know I've put a lot of effort into chinese holiday homework and everything else this term. I'm determined to do a lot better. I'm getting like Maths tuition from Mr Azmi also, I think you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then spiritually also I've been praying much more regularly as I keep you in my prayers... hope everything's fine yeah? I have barely touched the computer these holidays (oh fine so I've been on the television instead) and I've spent more time on other quality things (you can ask everyone how rarely I've been on MSN for the last month) so yeah I guess its a good change, a step forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to more random stuff... World Cup's been great. Lucky you watching &gt;it at 9am in the morning or something. Then I'm now lacking someone to walk to Buona Vista. Bong keeps running off without telling anyone and yeah, you know. For updates I guess you could read my blog or something, although I'm not really saying much nowadays. I wish I could call you but then the phone bills might skyrocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. And since I've read refereeing and coaching books this holidays, I'm going to play better soccer. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Apparently Tim wants to collect 6 months of work for you to catch up on when you return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.S. Come back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, take care and God bless, and please please please please reply ASAP okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, Fab&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115556518209217282?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115556518209217282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115556518209217282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115556518209217282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115556518209217282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/like-whoa.html' title='-= Like, WHOA'/><author><name>† Fabriz †</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-32233076.post-115556493542731160</id><published>2006-08-14T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T07:15:35.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-= Blast From The Past</title><content type='html'>From: "Fabriz Tong" &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com"&gt;jimi_yeangonen@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: "Ding Si Yan" &lt;&lt;a href="mailto:dsy_chumps@hotmail.com"&gt;dsy_chumps@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Salutations!&lt;br /&gt;Date: Thu, 01 Jun 2006 18:24:26 +0800&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Ding its been a few hours already, how's stuff there? I guess its around 5am there now, whoops. =P But I just came back from IBA. Hope you're settling down well, we're keeping you in our prayers, and yes God has placed the burden upon me to pray more, especially in your absence. Tim wants you to get online ASAP and yeah keep in touch man! But more importantly have fun, don't think about us too much get out there and enjoy your stay. Sure we're missing you badly and all but we'll just have to get used to it. Phil asks if you like the pencils, and if you slept on the plane / how bad's the jetlag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep meanwhile get a blog out quick, or I could create one for you and help you post your emails... you know to let the others know how you're getting on. I suppose they'll all be emailing you as well, so yeah let me know how you want the arrangement to be like. So for now just contact us whenever you can and maybe read our blogs or something to see how badly we're getting on without you. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, Fab.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115556493542731160?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115556493542731160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115556493542731160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115556493542731160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115556493542731160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/blast-from-past.html' title='-= Blast From The Past'/><author><name>† Fabriz †</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-32233076.post-115530970387497405</id><published>2006-08-11T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T08:21:43.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Hey ding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry sorry i tao you unknowingly...sigh...must be more careful  with this next time. Was on busy so i didn't get &lt;span style="font-size:-0;"&gt;ya..next time  will be on a closer watch from 1130 onwards. Hope you didn't get too  disappointed k? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha some people are tough to tolerate huh? and  the huggles and 'i love you' thing must get on your nerves...lol doesn't it  remind you of doggy little me? But anyway, ya, just bear with people and maybe  you'll get to see their better half one day. Enjoy what little time you have  left (though you're probably yearning for it to end), just make sure when you  come out of this short camp, that something was accomplished. Actually i was  wondering, during the camp, when do you do your QT and stuff? and do others  actually see you doing it...and...possibly even say things about you? If such  things happen, just wanna encourage to keep the faith and keep running strongly  toward God no matter what k? Just keep going, God is beside and so are all of  your good buddies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...about fifa soccer...haha i was nvr too good  at computer games as well....worse at the real thing...whenever you think your  soccer is lousy, think of &lt;span style="font-size:-0;"&gt;Mr Azmi and stop self  deprecating...think of tim and start laughing at how you ole him and do your  trix past him, think of kenny playing against the wall and laugh, think of fab's  emo moments, think of arjun's specs getting knocked off, think of derek's splutz  power, think of the times in sch when you were soooo pro...and you won't feel  sad no more :D don't wry we'll see each other soon k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your  homework's coming yes...ahahaah...try to get everything to you lah...needs any  help i'll be here k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was Admin Standby, or otherwise,  clean the whole room day...haha we refurbished the whole room, now the common  area is smaller, the admin room is bigger, the band room is bigger and there's  even a CE corner with all the instruments set up and ready for playing in a band  :D. Mr Ng's food supplies have been gorged up (for free hah!) and even the  fridge was moved to a new spot and stuff. We scrubbed the floor, did stupid  things like clean the floor then step on it again, or mop already then mop again  when it's drying...ahaha. Unfortunately, we lost the BB open ball..aiyah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROD parade's real close, if there's anything you could pray for me...it  would be that the worship would be God-filled, and filled with his presence and  spirit, that everyone present would be touched in the heart...not by me, not by  emil, not by the music, but by God. Will continue praying for you as well, that  you will stay strong in the midst of not-so-good company, and that God will  continue to provide you with opportunities to bless others and also to be  blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;br /&gt;gtg now...Tim :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115530970387497405?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115530970387497405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115530970387497405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115530970387497405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115530970387497405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/re-wednesday.html' title='RE: Wednesday'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115530963841705617</id><published>2006-08-11T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T08:20:38.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>Hey  Tim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You did it again, but nevermind lar I understand. And my roommate is not&lt;br /&gt;doggish like you. not at all. and no one sees me do qt cos no one really is&lt;br /&gt;awake at 8am.  This is short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The continuation).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are nice people here and not so nice people. It just happens that the&lt;br /&gt;epitome of the latter is my roommate. He calls me a fucking idiot for not&lt;br /&gt;playing winning eleven. When we play Fifa, he gloats over me at every&lt;br /&gt;opportunity. ok he does that to everyone, but especially me. I can't really&lt;br /&gt;stand him and I'm just trying to cool off right now. So in a sense, although&lt;br /&gt;I probably will miss this place, there isn't really much to miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I realise is that I can't really resist the urge to prove myself.&lt;br /&gt;To prove that I'm good at soccer (he was taunting me for letting in a goal&lt;br /&gt;from past the halfway line. ok, first it was past the halfway line and&lt;br /&gt;secondly it went in the top left corner but he still thinks i'm rubbish). So&lt;br /&gt;what I'm getting at is that I haven't really fully broken free from trying&lt;br /&gt;to prove myself, which is why I still have this wedge between him and me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be able to prove I'm better at soccer or ok at fifa to him cos he&lt;br /&gt;will never see that, and if I try to say something about it, its just going&lt;br /&gt;to make me angrier and provoke him to making me feel worse (it happens all&lt;br /&gt;the time). So in short, I should try to keep away from him. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to weasel my way out of doing the final presentations for both&lt;br /&gt;classes. In creative it was more of a choice, so I obviously said no while&lt;br /&gt;in persuavive, I had to persuade them not to use my pieces, and I think the&lt;br /&gt;teacher wasnt too happy with that. I mean I can understand its my fault, as&lt;br /&gt;I should have told her earlier so she could choose other people's work&lt;br /&gt;instead, so I apologised to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I've no idea what I'm gonna do now cos it looks like I'm not&lt;br /&gt;going back to that room for a while, so maybe I'll start packing up? I just&lt;br /&gt;get this feeling I messed up this whole thing, like yes I learnt new stuff&lt;br /&gt;but I could have done so much more. And don't worry about the roommate&lt;br /&gt;thing. I'm not sad or angry or having any emotion you think I may be having.&lt;br /&gt;So don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Yan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115530963841705617?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115530963841705617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115530963841705617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115530963841705617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115530963841705617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115522503360773916</id><published>2006-08-10T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T08:50:33.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Hey Tim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to talk to you at 1230, but nooo, someone didn't reply. The soccer&lt;br /&gt;thing is just sad. I mean some people say I'm playing well when I'm&lt;br /&gt;obviously not. Like today we played again and I was either defender or&lt;br /&gt;goalie. I guess i'm fine with that, seeing the others were as good if not&lt;br /&gt;better than me so yeah. I made one nice save, like jumpedfull stretch thing&lt;br /&gt;but that was a slow ball. Then I let one from behind the half way line in&lt;br /&gt;(like I didnt even bother to try to save that one) and one from the near&lt;br /&gt;post (my fault on that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toothpaste thing might be Ze monster, except no one does that for 4 out&lt;br /&gt;of 7 nights, and I'm the one cleaning up all the hardened toothpaste (you&lt;br /&gt;wanna try?). At least my teacher didn't take the leprechaun thing seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Today I quickly wrote a "college application essay" and the two most&lt;br /&gt;outspoken people in class read it and said it was good. As I said before,&lt;br /&gt;you would own me, so would Daryl, Arj and Fab at this sort of thing. When I&lt;br /&gt;get to a comp which can actually download word documents, I'll send them to&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for collecting my hw, I'll get back just in time to start doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the thing with my roommate is that he completely doesnt care about what&lt;br /&gt;I feel, like the night stuff, and when playing soccer or fifa when I screw&lt;br /&gt;up he will use verbal abuse and stuff, and he tried to do the&lt;br /&gt;pull-your-pants down thing and he's really messy and above all that he would&lt;br /&gt;just come up to me and hug like "I love you" and I really want to scream at&lt;br /&gt;him but I can't. I guess I need to tolerate him and thats probably what I'm&lt;br /&gt;going to continue doing. He has his good points. Like he's such a heavy&lt;br /&gt;sleeper so If I wake up early (which i always do) I can make as much noise&lt;br /&gt;as I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, to finish some work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Yan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115522503360773916?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115522503360773916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115522503360773916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115522503360773916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115522503360773916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115522491463199373</id><published>2006-08-10T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T08:48:34.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...what's with the toothpaste all splattered on you? was it some weird  BB-like Ze monster thing again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about the soccer, don't worry about  it, even if people don't recognize you for your skills (and it's not easy on a  pitch of 50 odd people), you will always be in our hearts as one of the best  soccer players ever! Dont' lose self respect for yourself k? As long as you have  self-respect, which comes from knowing God loves you and made you just the way  you are, you'll always be strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess everyone has their bad days,  i've had quite a few myself, i suppose just trust in God lor, there has to be a  reason for everything that happens right? Anyway, today's QT was about &lt;br /&gt;forgiving one another in order to draw back to God again, if anybody has  done you any wrong (there must be quite a few where you are), never forget to  forgive as you are forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your homework is coming v.soon from your  couz, and i'll try to mail you a surprise as well i guess :D well not much or a  surprise but i'll try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was national day, now, wherever you are,  don't forget your homeland in Singapore. And wherever you are on earth, don't  forget your ultimate home in heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'l sign off here with my  shortest messages yet...it's kinda late now...like 1 am plus. Anyway, check out  didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com...i know the skin is werid at the moment, but  give it time k? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless Ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115522491463199373?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115522491463199373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115522491463199373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115522491463199373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115522491463199373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/re-tuesday.html' title='RE: Tuesday'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115522480754893403</id><published>2006-08-10T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T08:46:47.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Hey tim,&lt;br /&gt;         I guess is quite bad of me to dump all my emotional baggage on you&lt;br /&gt;but I will do so anyway. Today was screwed up at best. Starting from last&lt;br /&gt;nite. I woke up at 12 to find toothpaste smeared over my face. then 15 mins&lt;br /&gt;later, a secong time. I spent 45 mins i the morning clearing up the&lt;br /&gt;toothpaste on the door and on the floor and everywhere. In creative writing&lt;br /&gt;class, I was like non-existent (as usual). I don't usually volunteer to&lt;br /&gt;comment or anything (though that might seem selfish here), so I pretty much&lt;br /&gt;kept quiet unless she called me. Then I found out she was Irish and had this&lt;br /&gt;irresistible urge to ask her whther she believed in leprechauns (i really&lt;br /&gt;didnt know it was a racial slur). They day got screwier. After apologising&lt;br /&gt;to her we had this debate in persuasive writing about the death penalty (how&lt;br /&gt;cliche). Anyway I had to bring up the drug pusher gets death thing, so it&lt;br /&gt;was the most used example throughout the debate. The more vocal guys there&lt;br /&gt;seem to be in like Model UN ( the JMac thing) so they go through al the&lt;br /&gt;protocol (like idiots). Then soccer sucked , cos although it was nice&lt;br /&gt;astroturf, my knees are cut and there were like 50 ppl on the field. no one&lt;br /&gt;passed to me so i played defender, and almost everytime i went up the other&lt;br /&gt;team scored. I was quite sad cos I never got to show them my skills ( there&lt;br /&gt;were better ppl, but i played like crap). I wanted to prove to them I'm not&lt;br /&gt;some guy who cant play both soccer on xbox and real soccer. But then after&lt;br /&gt;the ngame i realised theres nothing to prove and it really doesn't matter if&lt;br /&gt;they leave summer challenge thinking i suck at both . It's fine with me i&lt;br /&gt;guess. Then there was this dance thing at nite, where the ppl show their&lt;br /&gt;true weirdo colours. there was this Banana girl (dressed up in a banana).&lt;br /&gt;Trying to do work now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;br /&gt;Si Yan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115522480754893403?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115522480754893403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115522480754893403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115522480754893403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115522480754893403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115522468396779938</id><published>2006-08-10T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T08:44:43.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: Monday</title><content type='html'>Hi Ding,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol like real me and arjun and...ok maybe daryl can lah...write  better than you...haha. But that's a great boost for you in a way, glad to know  that you're finally feeling a little joy in your circumstances. Haha...feel free  to send me the stuff that you write so that i can have a whiff of  it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Day today, you missed your Gold UYO award you dope...you  were on the list :P. Anyway, we got quite badly reprimanded by Mr Ng, for coming  25 mintues late, which was mostly our fault but we were kinda all distracted  that morning...sigh. Anyway, Apparently coz we were late, Mr Ng got publicly  embarassed when Keith Tan scolded him in front of students...wah keith tan..who  was making funny noises, Leon Lim noticed and he was repeating it over and over  during the ceremony and driving us nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i shld update you a  little on the happenings here...it would make my posts more fun (haha because I  am emailing ding, i will not have the time to blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cross  country a few days back, we got to serve at the milo van...but didn't get free  milo...sigh. Anyway, was running alongside Ben Chan and others since Bong was  like waaaaaaayyyy ahead...it was the usual 3.2 km route, was quite a relaxing  run actually. Haha...we were actually late for cross-country, playing soccer in  the Astro field for like 2 hours before going off, and even after soccer i went  down to the Admin room to find Bong playing Little fighter 2....and to help  2 girls get some container for their drinks (which was like super tiny  lah...so i dunno what happened later...). We went to the bus stop to find Ben  Chan there...apparently having missed five 74s...&lt;span style="font-size:-0;"&gt;lol...fab had  half the mind to walk there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROD this saturday. A really really  big day for all of us. There's Live Praise which God has so graciously allowed  me to lead...of course alongside Emil...who ever since picking up guitar, really  really wants to play guitar for live praise. Today was like the practice of Live  Praise, which went horribly chaotic, no one was listening to each other, was  so disappointed...but after some time, thank God it became much better when  ppl started to focus on God and not on their own playing. Life changing  experiences are about to happen, can just feel it....just today, spoke to Asher  about our spiritual lives and stuff, and God gave the opportunity to talk to him  and encourage him to draw back to God and closer to God (esp before the ROD  worship day). You see, what is most important is the heart and not tne music or  the ppl. We all have to prepare our hearts. Support us in prayer k? Pray for a  God-filled Live Praise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IOC coming up! Romeo and Juliet is quite tough  indeed. Mdm Loo is coming back in a few weeks :D. National day is today. There's  some new national day song..&lt;span style="font-size:-0;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;...but for comm. singing we  stuck to the highly effective REach out for the skies!! of course with that  weird MTV from last year as well :D. Tomorrow's a holiday, so maybe i can be  online more! haha hope to see you. But till then. communicate by email lor  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards, Tim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD BLESS YOU!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115522468396779938?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115522468396779938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115522468396779938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115522468396779938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115522468396779938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/re-monday.html' title='RE: Monday'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115522465224981022</id><published>2006-08-10T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T08:44:12.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;today was great. For this first class it was my turn to present a piece, so&lt;br /&gt;i wrote about the beach thingy with that guy and some people actually liked&lt;br /&gt;it . maybe i'll send it to you sometime soon. Then in the second&lt;br /&gt;class,persuasive writing, they had to choose 2 essays (that we submitted on&lt;br /&gt;friday)out of 4 and mine was one of the 4. it was like 1263 words, the&lt;br /&gt;longest. than i convinced them that it was too long to be read out on the&lt;br /&gt;final day so they ditched it.&lt;br /&gt;Am i ever so glad. They seemed to think it was good when in reality arjun&lt;br /&gt;and you and daryl and just about anyone else in our class can write much&lt;br /&gt;better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115522465224981022?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115522465224981022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115522465224981022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115522465224981022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115522465224981022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115495367633906342</id><published>2006-08-07T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T05:27:56.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>Hey Tim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really remember saying anything about your blog. I was just kind of&lt;br /&gt;sad lar. And it hit hard in church today. like when they were singing the&lt;br /&gt;chorus of "Above All" during the holy communion (of which i cannot partake),&lt;br /&gt;I just started crying. the only problem was that i dont really know why i&lt;br /&gt;was crying, like out of self-pity or cos I was really sad that i didnt stand&lt;br /&gt;up for Him ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently mentally stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess those guys were dissing the evangelist dude cos he was a bit off&lt;br /&gt;also... but I dunno whther I could ever have his courage. So like if what he&lt;br /&gt;said is a bit off, what they said about Jesus was quite hurtful too. I dunno&lt;br /&gt;lar, I'm still hanging out with those people half the time. Maybe i'm being&lt;br /&gt;Elijah-ish (like acting depressed, as if I'm the only one when theres 100s&lt;br /&gt;of other Christians around).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Yan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115495367633906342?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115495367633906342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115495367633906342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115495367633906342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115495367633906342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115487491390448227</id><published>2006-08-06T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T07:35:13.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons From Daniel (Tim)</title><content type='html'>Hey Ding,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happens sometimes i guess...we feel lonely, we feel  helpless, we feel like we can't do anything about the circumstances around us.  We try to stand up, but the world around us causes us to fall apart, we try to  stand up for what's right, only to be bogged down again. I guess Daniel was  caught in a similar situation, away in the midst of Babylonians after Judah's  exile, he was asked to eat the food offered to Babylonian gods, ordered to bow  down and worship the golden image of Nebuchadnezzar. But he stood  firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole book of Daniel, especially the part on his life, is a  good reminder to those in the midst of 'impurity' to always stay pure, friends  are also especially important in helping you do so. Daniel had his three friends  to stand by him and together they stood up against the conventions, and depended  on God for deliverance. Recall the burning furnace, recall the lion's den.  Because Daniel and friends held firmly to God, God held firmly to them as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could be there to give you support, to be by your side, to be  a listening ear, to go through thick and thin with you...but it wouldn't be  possible, not in the present circumstances, separated by a gulf of land and  ocean, i can only hope to pray for you, and to pray that God will provide you  those friends and family to help you through the tough times. God transcends all  the distance between us, anytime you feel alone or helpless, recall that song  that i sent to you the other day. "Did you ever talk to God above?". Of course,  if anytime you need an earthly voice to relate your problems to, give me or  maybe &lt;span style="font-size:-0;"&gt;fab a ring over msn. We'll always be there for you, if not  in a physical sense then in spiritual sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for those people  around you, those smokers and all, i pray that you will stay pure in the midst  of them, yet still being able to impact them in some way or other. Is there a  general disregard for anything religious there? Even so, be confident when you  speak of God's word, as long as you do it with the right heart, with the right  intentions, i'm sure God will make a way. Fellowship is important though, get to  know people first then talk about things, the fact that you're running into such  sticky situations (like the muslim guys 'preaching') is a sign that God is  creating opportunities for you to step in. Remember, when faced with giant  situations, we may sometimes feel like tiny grasshoppers, but there's nothing to  fear if God's on our side. David defeated Goliath with that step of faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...one of my spiritual gifts (did a test before) was faith, another  was encouragement. I thank God that He has allowed me to &lt;span style="font-size:-0;"&gt;exercise  these gifts through encouraging you and encouraging you to trust in God. Let's  hope He gives you chance to exercise your gifts as well. In all honestly, your  gifts are that of listening...&lt;span style="font-size:-0;"&gt;ya...you never stopped listening  when ppl needed someone to talk to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...sorry if my  posts are getting more philosophical and less informal. Not sure which type of  mail you prefer....but occasionally, typing like this does make more sense and  does serve to encourage you better... of course i will revert to the previous  style if you want lor :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless. do reply. Sorry i can't go on msn  liao :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TimLim (LimClanStrummer) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115487491390448227?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115487491390448227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115487491390448227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115487491390448227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115487491390448227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/lessons-from-daniel-tim.html' title='Lessons From Daniel (Tim)'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115487483820490292</id><published>2006-08-06T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T07:33:58.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: Did you ever talk to God above?</title><content type='html'>Hey Tim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More news. Today we went to the beach and I'm gonna get sick from all the&lt;br /&gt;playing in the sun. I drank like 4 litres of water throughout the whole time&lt;br /&gt;at the beach. On the way back, this guy who was spreading the gospel was&lt;br /&gt;trying to talk to the other kids about Salvation and all. Unfortunately he&lt;br /&gt;looked a little funny, and was saying stuff like allah is a moon god and&lt;br /&gt;stuff that are mis-interpretations - muslim flag over white house in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;They were all trying to get mroe of his tracks to laugh at and they were&lt;br /&gt;talking about it all over the bus. The thing was that very little of the&lt;br /&gt;stuff was actually bible based, but most stuff was interpretation and&lt;br /&gt;illustration and mis-interpretation. I was quite like a mouse until I&lt;br /&gt;quietly told one guy that i knew that most of the stuff was untrue but the&lt;br /&gt;messgae was true and he sort just said it was all crap... which it actually&lt;br /&gt;did look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno lar. These were the people I was trying to hang out with but now I&lt;br /&gt;don't really feel that anymore. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115487483820490292?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115487483820490292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115487483820490292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115487483820490292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115487483820490292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/re-did-you-ever-talk-to-god-above_06.html' title='RE: Did you ever talk to God above?'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115479425619990792</id><published>2006-08-05T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T09:10:56.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: Did you ever talk to God above?</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, it was a reply mail, cos i was lazy to type your address, so i&lt;br /&gt;picked the last mail "you" sent. As i said, the person ive talked to most is&lt;br /&gt;kyle; his roomate has been sleeping in our room in the past 2 nites. hes not&lt;br /&gt;really proud of being gay, but takes offense if you like say something is&lt;br /&gt;"gay".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on some ups and downs... the ups iss when the teachers are really&lt;br /&gt;generous with comments... especially about the one i wrote about Jerrold&lt;br /&gt;Yam, they overpraise i guess. The part that gets me down is usually in the&lt;br /&gt;afternoon when i'm alone and stuff. its like being emo a bit i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been praying for them, myself, you ppl in Singapore, yeah, and like you&lt;br /&gt;were saying something abt not being friends with them if it leads me to&lt;br /&gt;smoking, but I won't smoke and its like if i stay away they may never know&lt;br /&gt;the gospel (well not that im actually talking about it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im fine really (pardon the bad grammar and punctuation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115479425619990792?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115479425619990792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115479425619990792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115479425619990792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115479425619990792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/re-did-you-ever-talk-to-god-above.html' title='RE: Did you ever talk to God above?'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115479420941434062</id><published>2006-08-05T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T09:10:09.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: frenz 4eva</title><content type='html'>So you ask me to make friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres my roommate , fahad, the kuwaiti-who -spends-summer-in-atlanta. He&lt;br /&gt;smokes, makes fun  of kyle. And hangs out with most ppl but  just drifts&lt;br /&gt;usually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres alex, from next door, roommates with kyle, who is a bit into cigars.&lt;br /&gt;he plays an awesome guitar, but hes a drifter too hanging out with like&lt;br /&gt;everybody. he's more successful than fahad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle's gay and my parents don't want me spending too much time with him&lt;br /&gt;although i don't mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres the all white group who play fifa world cup on the xbox in their&lt;br /&gt;room. I dont think they really want me hanging around although sometimes&lt;br /&gt;they dont seem to mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres junichi, new jersey, from my second class, hes got some sense of&lt;br /&gt;humour, looks fine to me, a little david chan-ish though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres the german and italian guy all the girls go gagag over but i cant&lt;br /&gt;really get into their circle, their too popular anw. theyre in my second&lt;br /&gt;class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my first class, the girls dont really talk to me. Theres Barth, an indian&lt;br /&gt;guy who's quite friendly. vince, an american seems nice but we're not close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the secong class, theres steve, an asian american i think. but he's&lt;br /&gt;quiet. I try to act quiet too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most ppl here use offensive lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind hanging out with them but its a waste of time and when i dont&lt;br /&gt;its lonely. then theres kyle with whom ive spent about 2 hrs 1 nite talking.&lt;br /&gt;So, easy to make friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Yan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115479420941434062?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115479420941434062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115479420941434062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115479420941434062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115479420941434062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/re-frenz-4eva.html' title='RE: frenz 4eva'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115479415941676610</id><published>2006-08-05T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T09:09:19.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: Long Time no see. From Ding</title><content type='html'>Hey Tim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sry abt taoing you on msn... got an overload on the connection (like 5 dif&lt;br /&gt;windows + the geog stuff). And that doesn't usually happen. I kinda realised&lt;br /&gt;the schedule back home must be quite teruk... other IB syposium and youth&lt;br /&gt;day its been quite xiong. Fab sounds real distressed. i've been surfing&lt;br /&gt;blogs quite a bit&lt;br /&gt;(ians rants... fabs stuff and your rather wordy ones and others). Sean does&lt;br /&gt;it and thinks i should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My usually days like wake up at around 8 , do qt, breakfast, then msn and&lt;br /&gt;play until like 11 before helping my mum with lunch. Then its piano and&lt;br /&gt;maybe reading stuff from the library while playing sudoku or some matchstick&lt;br /&gt;game before evening when my dad comes back and we go out shopping or&lt;br /&gt;football-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents apparently pushed us up one grade... the school doesnt really&lt;br /&gt;care as we won't be pulling the results down by taking an exam. So its 11th&lt;br /&gt;grade for me. can't really judge the standards here though i'm quite sure&lt;br /&gt;our maths is like their grade 12 equivalent (or is it equilavent).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling  quite detached from BB. Its like ok, things have changed, so what&lt;br /&gt;can I do when I come back? I was quite non-commital when Mr Sim asked&lt;br /&gt;whether I would stay on next year and I'm wondering about that too. I  knows&lt;br /&gt;theres lots more I can learn in BB... + friends but I guess we'll wait and&lt;br /&gt;see. Don't worry, I'm not wallowing in self pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out here you sort of get the idea you are wasting time.. its like theres so&lt;br /&gt;much more i could be doing back in school... i guess wasting has been a&lt;br /&gt;paranoia of mine...like i used to cry when i run and miss the train at&lt;br /&gt;Outram Park. but the feeling starts to go away after a while. During the&lt;br /&gt;lessons when the guy goes thru some differentiation which we have done I&lt;br /&gt;sort of just switch off and when he does new stuff i turn myself on again.&lt;br /&gt;There was one part in which he explained kinematics in calculus. I was like&lt;br /&gt;wow.. I must tell tim... until I realised on the phone that you knew it long&lt;br /&gt;ago... but it  was fun while it lasted i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding-who-must-write-to-fab&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115479415941676610?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115479415941676610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115479415941676610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115479415941676610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115479415941676610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/re-long-time-no-see-from-ding.html' title='RE: Long Time no see. From Ding'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115479411776038105</id><published>2006-08-05T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T09:08:37.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: Your Weekly Hi!</title><content type='html'>Hi Tim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt there will be a next blog. I'm just trying to chiong my chinese now&lt;br /&gt;( i dunno why). Just back from seattle so lots of other work to do. I'll&lt;br /&gt;continue to pray for you and take your suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop slacking.. so i'd best get to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye now,&lt;br /&gt;Ding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115479411776038105?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115479411776038105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115479411776038105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115479411776038105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115479411776038105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/re-your-weekly-hi.html' title='RE: Your Weekly Hi!'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233076.post-115479408702787690</id><published>2006-08-05T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T09:08:07.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: Hi Ding from Boston!</title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not meeting you on msn is probably cos you dont come online in the morning&lt;br /&gt;(when im usually online) and my not coming on in the morning also (when you&lt;br /&gt;might be online). Not that it really makes a diff, ESP SINCE SOMEBODY ALWAYS&lt;br /&gt;TAOS, but anw, cos of overcrowding here, (dad, mum, sis, me ,bro to 1 com),&lt;br /&gt;my time on the net is real short.Thanks for praying, actually lots of stuff&lt;br /&gt;happened and i wanted to write it down in a blog except I forgot them mostly&lt;br /&gt;when i had time to write, so, yeah, it hardly materialised. Dunce, know lar,&lt;br /&gt;but i've been dreaming abt ppl back in S'pore every nite. Yeah, time is&lt;br /&gt;short so ttyl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Yan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233076-115479408702787690?l=didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/feeds/115479408702787690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233076&amp;postID=115479408702787690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115479408702787690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233076/posts/default/115479408702787690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didyouevertalktogod.blogspot.com/2006/08/re-hi-ding-from-boston.html' title='RE: Hi Ding from Boston!'/><author><name>LimClanStrummer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12191007092977641438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
