<?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-18669942</id><updated>2011-12-19T15:08:07.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and I shall soar..........</title><subtitle type='html'>..........with wings like eagle</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>179</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-7667452759601522062</id><published>2011-12-19T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T15:08:07.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still - By Hillsongs</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Qk8horRi3_E" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide me now&lt;br /&gt;Under Your wings&lt;br /&gt;Cover me&lt;br /&gt;Within Your mighty hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the oceans rise and thunders roar&lt;br /&gt;I will soar with You above the storm&lt;br /&gt;Father you are King over the flood&lt;br /&gt;I will be still and know You are God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find rest my soul&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;Know His power&lt;br /&gt;In quietness and trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the oceans rise and thunders roar&lt;br /&gt;I will soar with You above the storm&lt;br /&gt;Father You are king over the flood&lt;br /&gt;I will be still and know You are God&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-7667452759601522062?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/7667452759601522062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=7667452759601522062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7667452759601522062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7667452759601522062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='Still - By Hillsongs'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Qk8horRi3_E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-4197572965672104913</id><published>2011-10-14T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T16:38:42.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Looked Like A Scene From The Movies</title><content type='html'>Some stayed back for area cleaning as a punishment. Hence, decided to take a peep to ensure they're carrying out the duties. What greeted my eyes quite a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I saw looked like some scenes from a movies. Cheerful music playing in the background, people whistling away as they cleaned, some swaying they bodies to the rhythm as they scrubbed. Smiles were on their faces, and they laughed at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that looks like a whole lot of fun....... can I join in the punishment too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-4197572965672104913?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/4197572965672104913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=4197572965672104913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/4197572965672104913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/4197572965672104913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-looked-like-scene-from-movies.html' title='What Looked Like A Scene From The Movies'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-1468146487997538749</id><published>2011-09-19T10:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T10:11:51.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was trying to help an old man locate a place, then I lost my way.............. sad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-1468146487997538749?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/1468146487997538749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=1468146487997538749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1468146487997538749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1468146487997538749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-was-trying-to-help-old-man-locate.html' title=''/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-2050659865223765558</id><published>2011-09-05T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T21:05:17.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Teacher's Call</title><content type='html'>Teaching is not merely a profession that brings you bread and butter, but a noble call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are building the future of our nation. This statement probably sounds cliche, but how true it is. Hence, watch what we say to our students, be responsible educators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than anything else, we are imparting values. So, teach the right things&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-2050659865223765558?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/2050659865223765558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=2050659865223765558' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/2050659865223765558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/2050659865223765558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2011/09/teachers-call.html' title='A Teacher&apos;s Call'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-7612334217256234092</id><published>2011-08-02T12:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T12:14:51.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe I'm too used to the concept of forgivance that I assume it's available free flow everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, there are consequences to one's actions. Of course, we all hope to be spared, but if otherwise, well, maybe there are just certain things we have to live with&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-7612334217256234092?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/7612334217256234092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=7612334217256234092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7612334217256234092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7612334217256234092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2011/08/maybe-im-too-used-to-concept-of.html' title=''/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-3465293585931544869</id><published>2011-06-30T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T22:33:44.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambling</title><content type='html'>It upsets me to hear someone over criticise another person/people. Particularly when it's over stuffs they can't quite control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I can't help but think that the social defination of what's "acceptable" is getting narrower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given a choice, I guess most people would choose to be smart, good looking, cool etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fact is, how many really have that package? Or rather, someone who have most parts of the package but fall short somewhere, even if it's not too significant don't get spared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a whole lot bigger these. Seriously, just because one don't understand another person or that they don't fall into your defination of "good "doesn't mean the latter is wrong. I'm a strong believer that everyone is capable of far greater things and maybe, we should just make it our call to draw out that potential from people who cross our paths :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-3465293585931544869?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/3465293585931544869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=3465293585931544869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3465293585931544869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3465293585931544869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2011/06/rambling.html' title='Rambling'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-6376047991078809559</id><published>2011-02-26T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T23:41:32.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simple Faith</title><content type='html'>From experiences, great things often happen after one takes the plunge of faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I like most about the faith I choose to follow is how absolutely simple it is. Just obey and follow, and then wait for the good things to come. The good things has always been part of the package, just that human likes to complicate things by fighting for what they want. What's tragic about the latter is the unnecessary sacrifices along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being simple and follow the commandments always works best. Even if we don't get those extras, at least we live life as a good person&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-6376047991078809559?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/6376047991078809559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=6376047991078809559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/6376047991078809559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/6376047991078809559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2011/02/simple-faith.html' title='The Simple Faith'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-8251422360080827306</id><published>2011-01-30T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T21:41:38.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is passion that gets you started on a journey, endurance that keeps you going and commitment that helps you reach your destination.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-8251422360080827306?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/8251422360080827306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=8251422360080827306' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8251422360080827306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8251422360080827306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-is-passion-that-gets-you-started-on.html' title=''/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-4181351474381313333</id><published>2010-10-21T10:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T10:09:53.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambling</title><content type='html'>Recently, I sort of slipped, sort of lost my footing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is very much like moving against the tides, stop doing anything and you start moving backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no power seeker, but I seek meaning in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, haven't really been vigilant in my spiritual walk. Basically I allowed myself to slip bit my bit, everyday. I told myself, well, God will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am slipping when the magic is wavering... hard to explain, or quite put it across in words effectively. But I know the very thing Ineed to do now, it's time to get back on track. Only one life, and I don't intend to waste it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-4181351474381313333?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/4181351474381313333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=4181351474381313333' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/4181351474381313333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/4181351474381313333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2010/10/rambling_21.html' title='Rambling'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-8495540759378472833</id><published>2010-10-19T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T16:15:21.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambling</title><content type='html'>If you don't have a purpose for your own life, someone else will have. Know where you are going and don't let the tides sway you around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratifications such as power and money don't always bring you nearer to your life's goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know your call, and live by it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-8495540759378472833?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/8495540759378472833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=8495540759378472833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8495540759378472833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8495540759378472833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2010/10/rambling.html' title='Rambling'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-1341431306331812747</id><published>2010-08-16T11:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T11:43:23.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhat blue</title><content type='html'>Smile, I feel blue when someone around me is troubled&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-1341431306331812747?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/1341431306331812747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=1341431306331812747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1341431306331812747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1341431306331812747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2010/08/somewhat-blue.html' title='Somewhat blue'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-8311607939310710641</id><published>2009-12-28T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:01:13.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bitterness is like toxic to a person's system. It consumes one's joy slowly but surely&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-8311607939310710641?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/8311607939310710641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=8311607939310710641' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8311607939310710641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8311607939310710641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/12/bitterness-is-like-toxic-to-persons.html' title=''/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-3370770467556683076</id><published>2009-12-10T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:48:28.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Special Tribute To My Class</title><content type='html'>You All Rock  ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-3370770467556683076?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/3370770467556683076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=3370770467556683076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3370770467556683076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3370770467556683076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/12/special-tribute-to-my-class.html' title='A Special Tribute To My Class'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-3783584249269408523</id><published>2009-10-17T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:18:46.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Special Tribute to the Noisy Bunch of Axilla People</title><content type='html'>Some stages of life are so beautiful that you just want it to linger a little longer. I enjoy it so much with you guys that I wish we can have more time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our laughters which echos across the corridor,  our non stop chatting on msn, our non stop eating, the jokes we share about axilla, BOOMZ and what have you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the bonding and joyful learning climate. We're playful but we work fast....... good job, good job, good job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, no matter how busy, always stay in touch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-3783584249269408523?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/3783584249269408523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=3783584249269408523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3783584249269408523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3783584249269408523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/10/special-tribute-to-noisy-bunch-of.html' title='A Special Tribute to the Noisy Bunch of Axilla People'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-8507869674345241688</id><published>2009-10-16T13:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T13:34:39.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are Extremely Charming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmJsb2d0aGluZ3MuY29tL2FyZXlvdWNoYXJtaW5ncXVpei8="&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ttp://www.blogthings.com/areyoucharmingquiz/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoucharmingquiz/charming-3.png" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;When someone talks to you, they feel like they are the most interesting person in the world.&lt;br /&gt;And for you in that moment, they actually are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You truly care about the people you're around, and it's obvious to everyone who meets you.&lt;br /&gt;You are open, warm, friendly, and welcoming. You epitomize charm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmJsb2d0aGluZ3MuY29tL2FyZXlvdWNoYXJtaW5ncXVpei8="&gt;Are You Charming?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-8507869674345241688?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/8507869674345241688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=8507869674345241688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8507869674345241688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8507869674345241688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-are-extremely-charming.html' title='You Are Extremely Charming'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-1532115918379980369</id><published>2009-10-13T15:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T15:51:31.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are "Billie Jean"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                            &lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmJsb2d0aGluZ3MuY29tL3doYXRtaWNoYWVsamFja3NvbnNvbmdhcmV5b3VxdWl6Lw=="&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatmichaeljacksonsongar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatmichaeljacksonsongareyouquiz/billie-jean.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are expressive and sentimental. You are easily effected by people, and you have a lot of emotional scars.&lt;br /&gt;You have a way with words, and you know how to spin a compelling story. People love to listen to you talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've had an interesting and dramatic life. You have quite a past, and people would be surprised to know what you've been through.&lt;br /&gt;You've been heartbroken and also broken some hearts. Few people understand the bittersweetness of love as much as you do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmJsb2d0aGluZ3MuY29tL3doYXRtaWNoYWVsamFja3NvbnNvbmdhcmV5b3VxdWl6Lw=="&gt;What Michael Jackson Song Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-1532115918379980369?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/1532115918379980369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=1532115918379980369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1532115918379980369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1532115918379980369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-are-billie-jean.html' title='You Are &quot;Billie Jean&quot;'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-933321643472107423</id><published>2009-10-12T16:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T16:09:52.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Life is 82% Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmJsb2d0aGluZ3MuY29tL2hvd3BlcmZlY3Rpc3lvdXJsaWZlcXVpei8="&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howperfectisyourlifequiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howperfectisyourlifequiz/perfect-5.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;You truly have the perfect life. And you probably feel like the luckiest person in the world.&lt;br /&gt;You have a great career, family, and personal life. You have it going on!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-933321643472107423?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/933321643472107423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=933321643472107423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/933321643472107423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/933321643472107423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/10/your-life-is-82-perfect.html' title='Your Life is 82% Perfect'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-8476278074070988467</id><published>2009-10-12T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T14:20:14.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are 15% Left Brained, 85% Right Brained</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" class="previewcontainer" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr class="body"&gt;&lt;td class="bodyleft"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                 &lt;td&gt;                                     &lt;div id="outer" class="scrollcontainer"&gt;                                         &lt;div id="inner" class="center1"&gt;                                             &lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmJsb2d0aGluZ3MuY29tL2FyZXlvdXJpZ2h0b3JsZWZ0YnJhaW5lZHF1aXov"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/areyourightorleftbrained...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyourightorleftbrainedquiz/brain.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.&lt;br /&gt;If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.&lt;br /&gt;Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.&lt;br /&gt;If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.&lt;br /&gt;Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmJsb2d0aGluZ3MuY29tL2FyZXlvdXJpZ2h0b3JsZWZ0YnJhaW5lZHF1aXov"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                     &lt;/div&gt;                                 &lt;/td&gt;                                 &lt;td class="bodyright"&gt;                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-8476278074070988467?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/8476278074070988467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=8476278074070988467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8476278074070988467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8476278074070988467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-are-15-left-brained-85-right.html' title='You Are 15% Left Brained, 85% Right Brained'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-3791108870183740327</id><published>2009-10-12T13:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T13:46:15.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are Silver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmJsb2d0aGluZ3MuY29tL2FyZXlvdXNpbHZlcm9yZ29sZHF1aXov"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/areyousilverorgoldquiz/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyousilverorgoldquiz/silver.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are down to earth and unpretentious. You don't feel like you need to show off, and you're very secure with your place in the world.&lt;br /&gt;You are understated and elegant. You carry yourself with poise, and you're more known for what you don't do than what you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can fit in anywhere from a country western bar to a black tie gala. You are adaptable and adventurous.&lt;br /&gt;You are blind to social class and background. You see people as who they are ... not as where they came from or how much money they have.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-3791108870183740327?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/3791108870183740327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=3791108870183740327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3791108870183740327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3791108870183740327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-are-silver.html' title='You Are Silver'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-7032589159933924024</id><published>2009-10-12T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:45:27.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Think Best While You're Driving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmJsb2d0aGluZ3MuY29tL3doZXJlZG95b3V0aGlua2Jlc3RxdWl6Lw=="&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/wheredoyouthinkbestquiz/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/wheredoyouthinkbestquiz/driving.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;In order to be able to think, you need to be able to have time to think. Problem is, there isn't a lot of time for that in your life.&lt;br /&gt;When you are driving, you are finally able to let your mind wander. And it wanders to some pretty interesting places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending on the conditions, driving can make you feel elated, relaxed, or even frustrated. All of these varying emotions spark a lot of revelations.&lt;br /&gt;While the thoughts you have while driving may have a lot of noise in them, there's definitely some insight to be found.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-7032589159933924024?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/7032589159933924024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=7032589159933924024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7032589159933924024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7032589159933924024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-think-best-while-youre-driving.html' title='You Think Best While You&apos;re Driving'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-1639389998126773539</id><published>2009-10-12T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:38:33.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Have A Type B+ Personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                            &lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmJsb2d0aGluZ3MuY29tL2RveW91aGF2ZWF0eXBlYXBlcnNvbmFsaXR5cXVpei8="&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveatypeapersonali...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyouhaveatypeapersonalityquiz/relaxed.gif" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're a pro at going with the flow&lt;br /&gt;You love to kick back and take in everything life has to offer&lt;br /&gt;A total joy to be around, people crave your stability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're totally laid back, you can have bouts of hyperactivity.&lt;br /&gt;Get into a project you love, and you won't stop until it's done&lt;br /&gt;You're passionate - just selective about your passions&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-1639389998126773539?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/1639389998126773539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=1639389998126773539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1639389998126773539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1639389998126773539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-have-type-b-personality.html' title='You Have A Type B+ Personality'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-6353940815146040494</id><published>2009-10-05T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:45:11.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are a Positive Person</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmJsb2d0aGluZ3MuY29tL2FyZXlvdXRvb25lZ2F0aXZlcXVpei8="&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/areyoutoonegativequiz/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoutoonegativequiz/negative-3.png" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;No one would accuse you of being too negative!&lt;br /&gt;You're a naturally upbeat and optimistic person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone else, you come across things you can't stand every day.&lt;br /&gt;But unlike everyone else, you ignore what annoys you and focus on what uplifts you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-6353940815146040494?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/6353940815146040494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=6353940815146040494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/6353940815146040494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/6353940815146040494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-are-positive-person.html' title='You Are a Positive Person'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-1988563238753250209</id><published>2009-10-05T13:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T13:49:33.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Will Be a Cool Parent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                            &lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmJsb2d0aGluZ3MuY29tL3dvdWxkeW91YmVhY29vbHBhcmVudHF1aXov"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/wouldyoubeacoolparentqui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/wouldyoubeacoolparentquiz/parent-2.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;You seem to naturally know a lot about parenting, and you know what kids need.&lt;br /&gt;You can tell when it's time to let kids off the hook, and when it's time to lay down the law.&lt;br /&gt;While your parenting is modern and hip, it's not over the top.&lt;br /&gt;You know that there's nothing cool about a parent who acts like a teenager... or a drill sergeant!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-1988563238753250209?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/1988563238753250209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=1988563238753250209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1988563238753250209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1988563238753250209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-will-be-cool-parent.html' title='You Will Be a Cool Parent'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-3927609064901877602</id><published>2009-10-05T12:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T12:34:43.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Inner Child Is Surprised</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmJsb2d0aGluZ3MuY29tL2hvd2lzeW91cmlubmVyY2hpbGRxdWl6Lw=="&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ttp://www.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/surprised.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;You see many things through the eyes of a child.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning, you're rarely cynical or jaded.&lt;br /&gt;You cherish all of the details in life.&lt;br /&gt;Easily fascinated, you enjoy experiencing new things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-3927609064901877602?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/3927609064901877602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=3927609064901877602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3927609064901877602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3927609064901877602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/10/your-inner-child-is-surprised.html' title='Your Inner Child Is Surprised'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-399591401162574465</id><published>2009-04-29T12:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:35:27.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute to Selwyn Hughes</title><content type='html'>The work of a great man last beyond his life time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For several years,  "Every Day with Jesus" has been part my daily devotions, however, that stopped when the writer went home to the Lord in Jan 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching for some stuff in my store room and chanced upon some old copies of "Everyday with Jesus". I saw the titles and thought, hey, I could still use them for my devotions. As I read the pages, they bless me like they used to. Clarifying my doubts, correcting wrong ideas and assumptions. Each time I read a page from this publication, I feel that I am one step nearer to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me realize, the work of a successful person doesn't end with his life on earth. A successful person always leave his legacy behind. Even way past his life time, his writing still impact lives, and does the same work they used to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-399591401162574465?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cwr.org.uk/publishing/index.php' title='A Tribute to Selwyn Hughes'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/399591401162574465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=399591401162574465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/399591401162574465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/399591401162574465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/04/tribute-to-selwyn-hughes.html' title='A Tribute to Selwyn Hughes'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-5118776276383157024</id><published>2009-04-09T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T15:29:25.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School's boring when the students are not around. They have no idea how adorable they are ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-5118776276383157024?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/5118776276383157024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=5118776276383157024' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/5118776276383157024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/5118776276383157024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/04/schools-boring-when-students-are-not.html' title=''/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-5062566316193217297</id><published>2009-04-02T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:23:41.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvjOZakpt5k/SdTJ73qyBfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/sOJ8OTZPAks/s1600-h/P210209_14.01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvjOZakpt5k/SdTJ73qyBfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/sOJ8OTZPAks/s400/P210209_14.01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320099090224252402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this photo on my way home. Love Nature  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-5062566316193217297?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/5062566316193217297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=5062566316193217297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/5062566316193217297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/5062566316193217297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/04/took-this-photo-on-my-way-home.html' title=''/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvjOZakpt5k/SdTJ73qyBfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/sOJ8OTZPAks/s72-c/P210209_14.01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-1727448438208975510</id><published>2009-04-02T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:19:40.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Time Freeze</title><content type='html'>If there is one thing I can wish for, I'd ask for time to freeze. So often in my life, I wish the framework of time do not exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like any phase of life to become the past. I don't want today to become history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't it be great if time could just stand still, freeze at a particular stage of life......... for eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, that's might be what heaven's like&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-1727448438208975510?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/1727448438208975510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=1727448438208975510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1727448438208975510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1727448438208975510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-time-freeze.html' title='Let Time Freeze'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-4305556169860261641</id><published>2009-03-25T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:49:28.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As far as I am concern, anything that is not done for the Lord is not really worth the efforts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-4305556169860261641?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/4305556169860261641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=4305556169860261641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/4305556169860261641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/4305556169860261641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-far-as-i-am-concern-anything-that-is_25.html' title=''/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-224191309093930745</id><published>2009-03-11T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T18:57:14.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate it when someone messed up and I have to cover for that person. Even when you know the person has done wrong, even when you know the person is unrepentent, even when you absolutely disagree with what the person is doing....... you still have to look at the big picture and somewhat clear the mess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-224191309093930745?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/224191309093930745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=224191309093930745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/224191309093930745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/224191309093930745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-it-when-someone-messed-up-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-356361523366367539</id><published>2009-02-10T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T09:52:34.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Significance</title><content type='html'>I've been away from my blog so long , people probably thought I have ditched it. Nope, I will never. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm overwhelmed with a deep sense of joy. For quite a while, I have been trying to transform a life. Someone overwhelmed with uncertainly and not doing things that helps resolve the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the interesting thing about working with people ( as in, the main focus of your job is people) is that you can't really control the outcome. Unlike creating a design or doing a code, you can control the results. A lot of times, it's really trying to put things in place and then praying real hard after you have done all that you could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when you thought it's a gone case, a miracle presents itself right before you. There is really nothing more satisfying than seeing a prodigal  son returns. No wonder God never give up on us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-356361523366367539?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/356361523366367539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=356361523366367539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/356361523366367539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/356361523366367539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2009/02/significance.html' title='Significance'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-4069537355589954769</id><published>2008-12-23T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T17:24:37.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>Finally it's here, my fav season of the year. I love Christmas  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally getting into the mood of Christmas............ parties, here I come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-4069537355589954769?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/4069537355589954769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=4069537355589954769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/4069537355589954769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/4069537355589954769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-1812276583361205862</id><published>2008-12-07T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:42:03.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Out for Me</title><content type='html'>Today I encountered an absolutely inconsiderate driver. This uncle was shaving while driving. The car was moving, one of his hands was holding the shaver and he was shaving. The other hand was brushing off whatever was shaven off. So unless he has some invisible hands controling the steering wheel......... duh........... What is this man's problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I expect a grown up man to have some basic discretion and considerations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, life is precious, drive safely!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-1812276583361205862?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/1812276583361205862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=1812276583361205862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1812276583361205862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1812276583361205862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/12/watch-out-for-me.html' title='Watch Out for Me'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-7168587806799286130</id><published>2008-10-31T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T22:01:12.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>I was searching for stuff and chanced upon this catalogue with my picture in it. It's a catalogue for an event we did some time back and memories of that chapter flooded my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really do wonder, how many people out there are like me, very sentimental. I'm people oriented, and most of my memories, whether happy ones or not are closely tied to my experiences of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a lot about the times I spend with people, the things we said, stuff we laugh about........ I can quote things people said years back but absent minded when it comes to some other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I look back at the moments that has past, I'd like to revisit them. So, I often wish that I can travel through time. More often, I wish the framework of time do not even exist. I just don't like to move on with life, and leave some stages behind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-7168587806799286130?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/7168587806799286130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=7168587806799286130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7168587806799286130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7168587806799286130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/10/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-454924749706685197</id><published>2008-10-29T10:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T10:22:24.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Real To Be Fake</title><content type='html'>Was with Rach and guys the other day eating my fav jap food. Yummy. I had sashimi for dinner two days straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Rach: (Touching my hair): Wow, your hair extension very natural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Me: -_-"' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Rach: looks so real......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Me: This is my real hair lah, I removed my hair extension long ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Us: ROFL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-454924749706685197?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/454924749706685197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=454924749706685197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/454924749706685197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/454924749706685197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/10/too-real-to-be-fake.html' title='Too Real To Be Fake'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-1535414306272220319</id><published>2008-10-18T14:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T14:31:19.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meez</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My Meez used to look like me, with curls and all. But my hairsyles has changed several times since then. Yupz, it's my hobby to change hairstyle. So, updating my Meez to make it look like how I look now. And no, I don't miss those curls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258376189474080962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvjOZakpt5k/SPmBSMT5iMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mSe2mg-A-bw/s400/meez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meez of those days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-1535414306272220319?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/1535414306272220319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=1535414306272220319' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1535414306272220319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1535414306272220319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/10/meez.html' title='Meez'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvjOZakpt5k/SPmBSMT5iMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mSe2mg-A-bw/s72-c/meez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-7548608175503599828</id><published>2008-09-15T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:37:29.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We decided to get our gym routine back on track. So, today, we got all geared up for a good work out to tone those muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, we both had bad stomachache right after dinner......... hence, no workout today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-7548608175503599828?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/7548608175503599828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=7548608175503599828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7548608175503599828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7548608175503599828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-decided-to-get-our-gym-routine-back.html' title=''/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-3866258255920152383</id><published>2008-09-14T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:27:24.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I do certain things or made certain decisions because I have nan yan zhi yu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me if you truely know me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-3866258255920152383?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/3866258255920152383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=3866258255920152383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3866258255920152383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3866258255920152383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/09/sometimes-i-do-certain-things-or-made.html' title=''/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-6816912071611695855</id><published>2008-08-14T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T18:20:58.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Finally Back</title><content type='html'>It has been two months since I was last seen. Where have I been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things has been totally crazy, rushing the many many assignments and projects on my hands. I almost choked to death. Been waking up at crazy hours, like 4am to rush projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I was cut off from the world............. responding to what was urgent, and ignoring what's really important.  Would you believe I have not met my family for that period?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing, things has more or less clear up and I can finally catch up with the things, people that means the most to me. My friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really feel so bad for my sudden long disappearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I finally met up with small fish for dinner yesterday. We're back to our fav sushi-ing. Talked about many many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she said she has been sending me sms-es, but I din receive. Last night she sent me two, I still din receive them. It's either her phone or........... erm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, am glad I finally have all that breathing space now................. air feels extra fresh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-6816912071611695855?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/6816912071611695855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=6816912071611695855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/6816912071611695855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/6816912071611695855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-finally-back.html' title='I&apos;m Finally Back'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-5570868903082596095</id><published>2008-05-16T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T23:57:36.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Rumbling</title><content type='html'>Before you read further, this entry is really very randam, lots of words but not talking about anything in particular. I'm just rambling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a blogging mood, but with all that thoughts and sentiments going on at the same time, really dun know where to start or how I should even go about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been rather occupied with a few things, that's why haven't been meeting friends for a while. Gosh, sure miss them. Yah, friends are important, I cherish friends, so even if haven't catch up for a while, will still keep them in mind...... or message them etc. Yah, I'm a message person, dun like calls. And of course, to catch up once I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I have an overwhelming mixture of emotions which is not conclusive. Can't decide what it is. I'm very joyful, nothing in particular makes me very joyful, except the kind of joy mentioned in the bible. I'm nervous too, because tomorrow I've got a presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm totally sad about this year's mother's day. Planned for a big surprised, but things din happen. I'm a little lost about it........... no, have to make up somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things has happened lately which made me think through many many stuffs. I like the way life experiences make us smarter, wiser and more discerning. I love how they chisel our personalities and constantly build us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I've got a new passport. It looks like a big IC pasted on a booklet. Cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yah, rock is looking for me. I'm supposed to contact him. Oops, slip my mind. better call soon  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-5570868903082596095?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/5570868903082596095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=5570868903082596095' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/5570868903082596095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/5570868903082596095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-rumbling.html' title='Random Rumbling'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-4827788546104544496</id><published>2008-04-08T11:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T11:29:21.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Friendliest Stranger</title><content type='html'>I was waiting for the fitting room and this lady besides me suddenly turned and talked to me. For a moment, I thought she recognised the wrong person -_-'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her&lt;/strong&gt;: " Wow, this skirt is very nice (touching it while talking to me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: (With a smile) "yah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She talked to me as if she knows me all her life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her&lt;/strong&gt;: "This type can wear for work yah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;:(grin and melt into the fitting room)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trying, I decided to pick a top to go with it. She was out of her fitting room too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her&lt;/strong&gt;: "Hey, you haven't tried it yet ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: (dashed into fitting room and stayed there for quite a while)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grin, actually I don't mind that friendliness. Strangers like this makes the world a warmer place, just that I was a little caught by surprised that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-4827788546104544496?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/4827788546104544496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=4827788546104544496' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/4827788546104544496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/4827788546104544496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/04/friendliest-stranger.html' title='The Friendliest Stranger'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-310830316940439646</id><published>2008-04-03T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:23:00.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Power Element?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE00E;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Power Element is Wood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpowerelementquiz/wood.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your power colors: green and brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your energy: generative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your season: spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a tree, you are always growing and changing.&lt;br /&gt;And while your life is dynamic, you are firmly grounded.&lt;br /&gt;You have high morals and great confidence in yourself and others.&lt;br /&gt;You have a wide set of interests, and you make for intersting company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowerelementquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Power Element?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-310830316940439646?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-8678960958658768554</id><published>2008-03-25T11:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T11:09:33.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet My Who</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/47ba1eaedd2d2e1f/47e86cea88003d70/47bf78628e1a05eb/e5d1a248/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-8678960958658768554?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/8678960958658768554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=8678960958658768554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8678960958658768554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8678960958658768554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/03/meet-my-who.html' title='Meet My Who'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-8888126265194209433</id><published>2008-03-13T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:06:35.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Again</title><content type='html'>I decided that it's time to update my blog before it goes dead. Gosh...... time certainly flies  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I do have stuff I wanna talk about here........ but I'm really tired, sleepy, and mentally, I'm too occupied right now to pen down my sentiments here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I shall write about things another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I captured some nice pics. They are not great in the technical sense, if you measure them in terms of photographic skills. But they capture my sentiments and emotions, so everytime I see them, they trigger certain feelings................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn......... maybe I'm not talking sense now......... I wanna sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-8888126265194209433?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/8888126265194209433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=8888126265194209433' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8888126265194209433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8888126265194209433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-again.html' title='Hello Again'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-397916113223899947</id><published>2008-02-18T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T23:24:50.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening Room</title><content type='html'>This is what I learned today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[If you mistreat people who are mistreating you, you will make matter worse]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[We overcome bad with good]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[When somebody hurts you, the only way to truely overcome is not to hurt the person back but by showing them mercy, forgiving them and doing what is right]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you and watch over you. Psalms 32:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time, we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. Therefore, we we have opportunity, let us do good to all people............... Galat8ahs 6:9-10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-397916113223899947?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/397916113223899947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=397916113223899947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/397916113223899947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/397916113223899947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/02/listening-room.html' title='Listening Room'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-743950301697890423</id><published>2008-02-10T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T20:29:00.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shortcut of Life</title><content type='html'>Today's message by Pastor made me think about a few things about life and stuff. I have been pondering about the sermon and wondering how to improve as a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that in life, there is really no easy way out to anything. If you want something, you have to work for it. There is a Chinese phrase that says something like "A one minute performance on stage takes ten years of practices". Therefore, behind every glamorous success is really tons of hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, it is important to adopt a courageous attitude towards life. That's because many things that we attempt to do, we might probably fail a couple of times. But dun give up and label ourselves as failures. If we keep trying and trying, we will succeed one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can learn to walk without first falling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-743950301697890423?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/743950301697890423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=743950301697890423' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/743950301697890423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/743950301697890423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/02/shortcut-of-life.html' title='The Shortcut of Life'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-1135603151686423625</id><published>2008-02-02T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T14:25:25.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Touches Me a Second Time</title><content type='html'>I guess one of the best things which can happen in a person's life is when somewhere, somehow, something we did, say or wrote touches someone else and lift up his/her spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is even more interesting when something we wrote awhile back comes around and touches us  second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, i felt that I'm not the producing results I've wanted and I felt rather fustrated about it. I mean, didn't I do my best, didn't I pray for results......... then why isn't it going the way I've expected? Just when I was reflecting about this........... someone chanced upon an entry I wrote quite a while back and hightlight it to our CG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall repost it here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Monday, May 14, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" name="2156693523768141819"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/05/listening-room.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Listening Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the book of Proverbs right now. During my listening room, one particular verse caught my attention and spoke to me in a special way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and your plans will succeed.Proverbs 1:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is how my Life Application Bible Interprets the verse:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;There are different ways to fail to commit whatever we do to the Lord. Some people commit their work only superficially. They say the project is being done for the Lord, but in reality they are doing it for themselves. Others give God temporary control of their interest, only to take control back the moment things stop going the way they expect. Still others commit a task fully to the Lord, but put forth no effort themselves, and then they wonder why they do not succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must maintain a delicate balance: trusting God as if everything depended on him, while working as of everything depended on us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Interestingly, this seems to be the theme for my day. I started the day with this thought, and ended the day, chancing upon this verse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was just thinking, so often, we treat God like He's a genie in a bottle, asking for things to go our way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lately, I have made some personal discovery. I realized that I can live my life in fullness only when I surrender my all in all. Whatever we think is best for us may not really be the best for us. When I tell God, whatever I do, all I want is just to glorify Him, to worship Him by putting in my best efforts.................. I get amazing results. It's hard to explain this, one has got to experience it to understand this feeling of freedom. This feels like getting a pair of wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so totally cool because it reminded me once again, my intentions behind actions. Who am I really doing the project for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these weeks, I have been trying to get God to do things my way, to give me the exact results that I wanted. But hey, look, who's God here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded, that I live my life to serve Him, not the other way round. I'm reminded not to treat God life a genie in a bottle or try to fight His battle.  Just do my best and He'll know how to use my efforts purposefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm flesh and blood. I have my weaknesses, fears........ and reservations about many things. But everyday is a new opportunity to live life better. Even a small step of improvement will make one a better person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-1135603151686423625?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/1135603151686423625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=1135603151686423625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1135603151686423625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1135603151686423625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-touches-me-second-time.html' title='It Touches Me a Second Time'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-863297001087711357</id><published>2008-02-01T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T18:55:30.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambling</title><content type='html'>I'm happily doing stuff at my desk and first, they off the air con................ then they off the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk........... get the message, it's time to head for home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-863297001087711357?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/863297001087711357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=863297001087711357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/863297001087711357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/863297001087711357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/02/rambling.html' title='Rambling'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-1374435223281388649</id><published>2008-01-20T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T16:47:23.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will soar on wings like eagles;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they will run and not grow weary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they will walk and not be faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 40:31&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-1374435223281388649?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/1374435223281388649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=1374435223281388649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1374435223281388649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1374435223281388649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/01/but-those-who-hope-in-lord-will-renew.html' title=''/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-939276578953015064</id><published>2008-01-13T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T22:42:46.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Dinner Joke</title><content type='html'>Got this from an email. Seen it before but it simply just makes me laugh.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Christmas Dinner Joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman goes to her boyfriend's parents' house for Christmas dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to be her first time meeting the family and she is very nervous.&lt;br /&gt;They all sit down and begin eating a fine meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman is beginning to feel a little discomfort, thanks to her nervousness and the broccoli casserole. The gas pains are almost making her eyes water. Left with no other choice, she decides to relieve herself a bit and lets out a dainty fart !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't loud, but everyone at the table heard the poof. Before she even had a chance to be embarrassed, her boyfriend's father looked over at the dog that had been snoozing under the woman's chair, and said in a rather stern voice, 'Skippy!'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman thought, 'This is great!' and a big smile came across her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of minutes later, she was beginning to feel the pain again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, she didn't even hesitate. She let a much louder and longer rrrrrip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father again looked at the dog and yelled, 'Dammit Skippy!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again the woman smiled and thought 'Yes!' A few minutes later the woman had to let another rip. This time she didn't even think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She let a fart rip that rivaled a train whistle blowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, the father looked at the dog with disgust and yelled, 'Dammit Skippy, get away from her, before she shits on you!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-939276578953015064?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/939276578953015064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=939276578953015064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/939276578953015064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/939276578953015064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-dinner-joke.html' title='A Christmas Dinner Joke'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-5391400449367803098</id><published>2007-12-21T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T10:25:00.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagboard</title><content type='html'>Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you have probably noticed, I have removed my tagboard. Some irritating people have been spamming in my tagboard so much that it was crowded with spam message. It was practically impossible to have a proper conversation on the tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's back to the usual comments options.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-5391400449367803098?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/5391400449367803098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=5391400449367803098' title='131 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/5391400449367803098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/5391400449367803098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/12/tagboard.html' title='Tagboard'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>131</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-647093460041614129</id><published>2007-12-21T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T00:57:30.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Professional MIA-der</title><content type='html'>As small fish always say, I have officially MIAed. I realised that I am really good at being Missing in Action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, an overly packed scheduled can be frightening. So often, I find myself buried in assignments, projects and stuffs....... and before I know it, many many months has passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second half of this year has been expectionally busy. Took on so many things and got my hands so full. Before I know it, its the end of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I value my friends and cherish friendships trememdously. But thing is, when I'm busy rushing stuff......... everything else sort of just get neglected for a while. In fact, Dad gets worried when he doesn't see me for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad......... very very bad...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to pay more attention to the people around me. Seriously, I repent :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never someone one who set resolutions. But for this once, I resolve to pay more attention to my dear friends and family members. Even if we can't find time to meet, pehaps a call or sms will show that I care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-647093460041614129?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/647093460041614129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=647093460041614129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/647093460041614129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/647093460041614129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/12/professional-mia-der.html' title='The Professional MIA-der'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-3581368177882616359</id><published>2007-12-20T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T00:47:11.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be Home for Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvjOZakpt5k/R2qNGboC74I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XEGuQycCIUQ/s1600-h/ecoupon_image6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146080665858666370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvjOZakpt5k/R2qNGboC74I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XEGuQycCIUQ/s400/ecoupon_image6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I almost missed the Turkey ordering. Been kept busy and my mind was like so occupied........ There are so many things to remember and think of....... so I got distracted and kept putting off the task. Decided to pop by the store and gosh, today is the last day to place an order. Thank God, I got it!!!!!! This is important. My family loves turkey .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image is Courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.ntuc.org.sg/images/ecoupon_image6.jpg"&gt;http://www.ntuc.org.sg/images/ecoupon_image6.jpg&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-3581368177882616359?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/3581368177882616359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=3581368177882616359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3581368177882616359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3581368177882616359'/><link rel='alternate' 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color to someones life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A primary color, &lt;strong&gt;the color of sun, life and happiness&lt;/strong&gt; - you sure do live a wonderful life and possess the unique ability to brighten anyones day with a mere touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The color of &lt;strong&gt;royalty, smileys and happiness&lt;/strong&gt; - be proud of being Yellow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/whatcolor/invite.php"&gt;What color are your friends?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-2649890521834486856?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/2649890521834486856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-4290144930912358957</id><published>2007-12-06T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T22:17:16.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never reject a day in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day gives is happiness and Bad day give us experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are essential to life, therefore.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let a moment past you by without enjoying it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-4290144930912358957?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/4290144930912358957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>Powered by Caffeine</title><content type='html'>Been taking two dose of caffeine daily to keep myself awake. Seriously lack sleep lately. Feel energetic and alert, caffeine kept me running. But when the effect of caffeine wears off, I realised how tired I actually am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-1948313055746977836?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/1948313055746977836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=1948313055746977836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1948313055746977836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1948313055746977836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/powered-by-caffeine.html' title='Powered by Caffeine'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-7745210658270104849</id><published>2007-11-27T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T00:37:08.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kind of First Impression Do You Make?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Make a Great First Impression&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindoffirstimpressiondoyoumakequiz/impression-1.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can handle almost any social situation with grace, even the tricky ones.&lt;br /&gt;Strangers often find you charming and interesting. You are often remembered fondly.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you're not naturally outgoing, you can make conversation with anyone if you need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you were born this way or had to work to get here, you are definitely charismatic.&lt;br /&gt;You're popular and well liked. People definitely look forward to being around you.&lt;br /&gt;Your social connections bring you a full and rich life. You understand how important it is to make a lasting impression.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffirstimpressiondoyoumakequiz/"&gt;What Kind of First Impression Do You Make?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-7745210658270104849?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/7745210658270104849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=7745210658270104849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7745210658270104849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7745210658270104849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-kind-of-first-impression-do-you.html' title='What Kind of First Impression Do You Make?'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-7511042717232185587</id><published>2007-11-25T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T16:16:59.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Limbs No Limit</title><content type='html'>"There will be some good if you hang on." Nick Vujicic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone imagine what it is like to be born without limbs and yet leading a powerful life. That's Nick Vujicic that we're talking about, a man borned without limbs. He is such an inspiring example of maximising life. If you have the patience, check out this clip at YouTube. They are worth every minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4LtCrlXdd2E&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4LtCrlXdd2E&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so amazed by the testimony of Nick Vujicic and I'm excited to hear more about the great work he has been doing. And guess what, he will be in town next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvjOZakpt5k/R0krN7LVMqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/cvcY4g7pU8o/s1600-h/thumb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvjOZakpt5k/R0krN7LVMqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/cvcY4g7pU8o/s400/thumb1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136684368216273570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Courtesy of www.fcbc.org.sg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All are invited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATE: 2 December 2007 (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;VENUE: The MAX Pavilion, Singapore Expo Hall 9&lt;br /&gt;TIME: 1.30PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find out more at:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fcbc.org.sg/service_news.asp?newsID=330&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.lifewithoutlimbs.org/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-7511042717232185587?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.lifewithoutlimbs.org/' title='No Limbs No Limit'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/7511042717232185587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=7511042717232185587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7511042717232185587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7511042717232185587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-limbs-no-limit.html' title='No Limbs No Limit'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvjOZakpt5k/R0krN7LVMqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/cvcY4g7pU8o/s72-c/thumb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-7925357958533944439</id><published>2007-11-25T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T02:12:42.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing @ Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.y8.com/games/Fairy_22"&gt;Fairy 22&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.y8.com/gfx/y8fairy_22.jpg" height="135" width="180" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to play this game&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-7925357958533944439?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/7925357958533944439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=7925357958533944439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7925357958533944439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7925357958533944439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/playing-blog.html' title='Playing @ Blog'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-7369442465721260307</id><published>2007-11-23T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:34:43.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You More Cat or Dog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are: 50% Dog, 50% Cat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoumorecatordogquiz/animal-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a nice blend of cat and dog.&lt;br /&gt;You're playful but not too needy. And you're friendly but careful.&lt;br /&gt;And while you have your moody moments, you're too happy to stay upset for long.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoumorecatordogquiz/"&gt;Are You More Cat or Dog?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-7369442465721260307?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/7369442465721260307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=7369442465721260307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7369442465721260307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7369442465721260307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/are-you-more-cat-or-dog.html' title='Are You More Cat or Dog?'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-2290385474366583571</id><published>2007-11-23T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:20:41.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Personality Type?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An INFJ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/infj.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Protector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live your life with integrity, originality, vision, and creativity.&lt;br /&gt;Independent and stubborn, you rarely stray from your vision - no matter what it is.&lt;br /&gt;You are an excellent listener, with almost infinite patience.&lt;br /&gt;You have complex, deep feelings, and you take great care to express them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you truly see relationships as an opportunity to connect and grow.&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy relationships as long as they are improving and changing. You can't stand stagnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you stay motivated and happy... as long as you are working toward a dream you support.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great photographer, alternative medicine guru, or teacher.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Hardworking, ethical, and helpful&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-2290385474366583571?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/2290385474366583571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=2290385474366583571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/2290385474366583571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/2290385474366583571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/rambling.html' title='What&apos;s Your Personality Type?'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-6191298093069138916</id><published>2007-11-21T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T22:02:12.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really very very very sleepy.......... all these late night rushing work is making me really exhausted. Hey, I'm a morning person remember.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need sleeppppppppppppppp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn............ ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-6191298093069138916?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/6191298093069138916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=6191298093069138916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/6191298093069138916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/6191298093069138916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/really-very-very-very-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-129522329963313614</id><published>2007-11-20T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:39:08.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Time Of Day Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Sunrise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattimeofdayareyouquiz/sunrise.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy living a slow, fulfilling life. You enjoy living every moment, no matter how ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;You are a person of reflection and meditation. You start and end every day by looking inward. &lt;br /&gt;Caring and giving, you enjoy making people happy. You're often cooking for friends or buying them gifts.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, you know how to love life for what it is - not for how it should be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattimeofdayareyouquiz/"&gt;What Time Of Day Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-129522329963313614?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/129522329963313614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=129522329963313614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/129522329963313614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/129522329963313614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-time-of-day-are-you.html' title='What Time Of Day Are You?'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-3895368005171748370</id><published>2007-11-18T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T23:35:30.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Rose Represents Your Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Is Represented By a Red Rose&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatroserepresentsyourlovequiz/red.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love passionately and fully, without any reservations.&lt;br /&gt;And while romantic love comes easily for you, you also love many people platonically. &lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic, and you always can see the best in people.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatroserepresentsyourlovequiz/"&gt;What Rose Represents Your Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-3895368005171748370?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/3895368005171748370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=3895368005171748370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3895368005171748370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3895368005171748370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-rose-represents-your-love.html' title='What Rose Represents Your Love?'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-6034834052997073197</id><published>2007-11-18T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T23:31:56.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/nf.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idealist (NF)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a passionate, caring, and unique person.&lt;br /&gt;You are good at expressing yourself and sharing your ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the most compassionate of all types and connect with others easily.&lt;br /&gt;Your heart tends to rule you. You can't make decisions without considering feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seek out other empathetic people to befriend.&lt;br /&gt;Truth and authenticity matters in your friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you give everything you have to relationships. You fall in love easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you crave personal expression and meaning in your career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With others, you communicate well. You can spend all night talking with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as your looks go, you've likely taken the time to develop your own personal style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On weekends, you like to be with others. Charity work is also a favorite pastime of yours.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Three Question Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-6034834052997073197?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/6034834052997073197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=6034834052997073197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/6034834052997073197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/6034834052997073197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/personality-test.html' title='Personality Test'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-8429004806559540631</id><published>2007-11-18T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T23:23:28.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Thousand Quiz</title><content type='html'>I'm just too happy that I got many many things done these 2 days. After all that rushing and bearing with the pressure, I finally got the work done. Therefore, I'm just very happy  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay.......... jumping around with joy  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's see what else I can find on blogthings :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-8429004806559540631?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/8429004806559540631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=8429004806559540631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8429004806559540631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8429004806559540631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-thousand-quiz.html' title='One Thousand Quiz'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-3115477449426543678</id><published>2007-11-18T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T23:19:42.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside the Room of Your Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EECDB5" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Soul Really Looks Like&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F1DED0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/room.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a warm hearted and open minded person. It's easy for you to forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very grounded, responsible, and realistic person. People may not want to hear the truth from you, but they're going to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see yourself with pretty objective eyes. How you view yourself is almost exactly how other people view you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your near future is a lot like the present, and as far as you're concerned, that's a very good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn't fall in love with someone you didn't trust.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/"&gt;Inside the Room of Your Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-3115477449426543678?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/3115477449426543678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=3115477449426543678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3115477449426543678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3115477449426543678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/inside-room-of-your-soul.html' title='Inside the Room of Your Soul'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-1859720842441125878</id><published>2007-11-18T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T23:16:02.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Happy Are You, Really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Very Happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howhappyareyoureallyquiz/happy-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life is totally together, and you enjoy every day.&lt;br /&gt;And you don't need a quiz to tell you that!&lt;br /&gt;You know how to find pleasure in the little things...&lt;br /&gt;And even when life isn't so great, you have a good sense of perspective.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howhappyareyoureallyquiz/"&gt;How Happy Are You, Really?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-1859720842441125878?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/1859720842441125878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=1859720842441125878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1859720842441125878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1859720842441125878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-happy-are-you-really.html' title='How Happy Are You, Really?'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-675537971152873084</id><published>2007-11-18T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:52:29.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Season Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Belong in Spring&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatseasonareyouquiz/spring.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic, lively, and almost always happy with the world...&lt;br /&gt;You can truly appreciate the blooming nature of spring.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're planting flowers or dyeing Easter eggs, spring is definitely your season!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatseasonareyouquiz/"&gt;What Season Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-675537971152873084?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/675537971152873084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=675537971152873084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/675537971152873084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/675537971152873084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-season-are-you.html' title='What Season Are You?'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-8917086255753759878</id><published>2007-11-17T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T16:07:19.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence Please</title><content type='html'>Trying to rush a deadline with all that drilling and hammering noise going on just behind my wall is painfully torturous. Urgh.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New neighbors renovating. And they have to drill and hammer just when I need to concentrate on my work. It's driving me insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadline is round the corner and pressure is up to my throat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-8917086255753759878?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/8917086255753759878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=8917086255753759878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8917086255753759878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8917086255753759878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/silence-please.html' title='Silence Please'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-8201743089652541961</id><published>2007-11-11T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T22:22:49.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambling</title><content type='html'>I was just pondering about how easy it is for others to misinterpret our intentions. It is rather shocking how people can sometimes assume things so differently......... and are so firm that their assumptions are gospel truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frightening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also find it hard to understand why there are people who would think that when we do something good for someone, we actually have a hidden agenda or expect something in return in the long term. Seriously, I don't understand that rationale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanced upon this while cruising along:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Other people's opinion of you does not have to become your reality.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah........ sometimes we just need to do what we need to do, to the best of our ability........ and constantly seek to improve........... and all these, shall be done with the best intention. I guess this is enough. I'm really not very interested in those strange schools of thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-8201743089652541961?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/8201743089652541961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=8201743089652541961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8201743089652541961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8201743089652541961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/ranbling.html' title='Rambling'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-74413779291556221</id><published>2007-11-08T15:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T15:44:44.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Spatial Intelligence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/spatial.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a good sense of space and how the world around you looks.&lt;br /&gt;You can close your eyes and "see" images. You have innate artistic talent.&lt;br /&gt;An eye for color and shapes, you're also a natural designer.&lt;br /&gt;Since you think in pictures, visual aids and demonstartions help you learn best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good navigator, sculptor, visual artist, inventor, architect, interior designer, or engineer.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-74413779291556221?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/74413779291556221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=74413779291556221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/74413779291556221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/74413779291556221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-kind-of-intelligence-do-you-have.html' title='What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-2739978604543218886</id><published>2007-11-08T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:58:19.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Hidden Talent?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B9D3EE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/flowers.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are both very knowledgeable and creative.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be full of new ideas and potential - big potential.&lt;br /&gt;Ideas like yours could change the world, if you build them.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you don't stop working on your dreams, you'll get there.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-2739978604543218886?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/2739978604543218886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=2739978604543218886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/2739978604543218886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/2739978604543218886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/whats-your-hidden-talent.html' title='What&apos;s Your Hidden Talent?'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-2190198335549725042</id><published>2007-11-08T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:46:00.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Is Your Inner Child?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Child Is Surprised&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/surprised.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see many things through the eyes of a child.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning, you're rarely cynical or jaded.&lt;br /&gt;You cherish all of the details in life.&lt;br /&gt;Easily fascinated, you enjoy experiencing new things.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/"&gt;How Is Your Inner Child?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is very true. I'm curious and gets fascinated very easily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-2190198335549725042?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/2190198335549725042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=2190198335549725042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/2190198335549725042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/2190198335549725042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-is-your-inner-child.html' title='How Is Your Inner Child?'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-3234854874436870043</id><published>2007-11-01T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T22:57:57.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends are Friends Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IbPKaIozS-c&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IbPKaIozS-c&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-3234854874436870043?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/3234854874436870043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=3234854874436870043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3234854874436870043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3234854874436870043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/11/friends-are-friends-forever.html' title='Friends are Friends Forever'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-613651240964529234</id><published>2007-10-31T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T19:02:56.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Are You?</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is 1st Nov 07, a date with significant meaning for me. It marks the entry into a new phase of life for me. Interestingly, I got the following from an email from my CG leader. How timely  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where Are You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first question God asked. (Genesis 3:9).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did God not know where Adam was?  It was a searching question for Adam who was faced with the first impact of sin and disobedience.  Adam was hiding from the Lord and was soon to be expelled from the place of paradise.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Old Testament, much of God's blessings for His people are tied to the place they were to be in or to go to.   Three blessings follow us when we are in the place where God has called us to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it will be a place of &lt;strong&gt;Faith&lt;/strong&gt;.  You will find faith and you will be able to exercise your faith. Faith is what helps us to activate the promises of God for our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, It will be a place of &lt;strong&gt;Freedom&lt;/strong&gt;.  You will be able to grow with God's purposes for your life and be released to use your talents and your giftings to be a blessing  to others. You will enjoy the anointing, authority and the resources to do your work well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, it will be a place of &lt;strong&gt;Fruitfulness&lt;/strong&gt;.  You will be like a "tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither. Whatever he does prospers." (Psalm 1:3)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-613651240964529234?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/613651240964529234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=613651240964529234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/613651240964529234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/613651240964529234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/where-are-you.html' title='Where Are You?'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-3896940977191805390</id><published>2007-10-28T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T00:05:04.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Canon in D Major</title><content type='html'>I really love Cannon in D. It never fail to move me each time I hear it. So many times, I tried to play it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a perfect verion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6wpPk8qk3uQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6wpPk8qk3uQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy does it so well on the guitar. Isn't the playing just so cool.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QjA5faZF1A8&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QjA5faZF1A8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'm gonna seriously learn how to play it properly......... but I need the score&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-3896940977191805390?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/3896940977191805390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=3896940977191805390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3896940977191805390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3896940977191805390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/canon-in-d-major_28.html' title='Canon in D Major'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-7637854319694919538</id><published>2007-10-26T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T00:33:01.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wanna Learn To Play This On The Guitar</title><content type='html'>Someone teach me please........ no fees offered......... just lots of gratitude (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-63Uw8DyXGQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-63Uw8DyXGQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-7637854319694919538?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/7637854319694919538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=7637854319694919538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7637854319694919538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7637854319694919538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-wanna-learn-to-play-this-on-guitar.html' title='I Wanna Learn To Play This On The Guitar'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-6337877046400810113</id><published>2007-10-26T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T00:30:07.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Rambling</title><content type='html'>I must be in a blogging mood today........ get every inspiration I need to blog. Hmph....... Little fish, I'm not distracted, but I got stuck writing my assignment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn...... I'm so sleepy. It's 12.22am and I'm still not resting. Good thing what I am doing is worth the effort. Yah, I am very particular about what I do with my time and life in general. Wanna look back someday and know that I'm done something worthwhile with my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been so busy. Really miss my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz............. I wanna sleep...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-6337877046400810113?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/6337877046400810113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=6337877046400810113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/6337877046400810113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/6337877046400810113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/random-rambling.html' title='Random Rambling'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-1524702516762394367</id><published>2007-10-25T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T18:40:19.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumbledore</title><content type='html'>Rather disappointed by the little additional info revealed about Dumbledore lately. Erm..... Dumbledore and gay just doesn't click. He looks for like a sentimental old man who has a quiet but touching story about a woman he loves somewhere in the distance past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if the creator of this story says so......... nothing we can say. Just rather ..... well...... disappointed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-1524702516762394367?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/1524702516762394367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=1524702516762394367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1524702516762394367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1524702516762394367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/dumbledore.html' title='Dumbledore'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-3296142690248819922</id><published>2007-10-25T12:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T23:09:10.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be it Unto Me</title><content type='html'>Everyday is a new opportunity to become someone better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OVNny_HPf2s&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OVNny_HPf2s&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-3296142690248819922?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/3296142690248819922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=3296142690248819922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3296142690248819922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3296142690248819922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/be-it-unto-me.html' title='Be it Unto Me'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-739781766936124260</id><published>2007-10-25T11:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T11:46:59.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You an Atheist, Agnostic or a Believer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Believer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouanatheistagnosticorabelieverquiz/believer.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely believe in God - and you're very unwavering in your religious beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, religion and spirituality are definitely big parts of your life.&lt;br /&gt;Religion shapes how you view right and wrong, as well as the decisions you make.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for you to imagine how your life would be without your beliefs.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanatheistagnosticorabelieverquiz/"&gt;Are You an Atheist, Agnostic or a Believer?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-739781766936124260?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/739781766936124260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=739781766936124260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/739781766936124260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/739781766936124260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/are-you-atheist-agnostic-or-believer.html' title='Are You an Atheist, Agnostic or a Believer?'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-5184470277501054984</id><published>2007-10-25T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T11:28:33.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Japanese Name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Japanese Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/girl.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hitomi Masachika&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/"&gt;What's your Japanese Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-5184470277501054984?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/5184470277501054984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=5184470277501054984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/5184470277501054984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/5184470277501054984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/whats-your-japanese-name.html' title='What&apos;s Your Japanese Name?'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-8041043640148442462</id><published>2007-10-22T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T22:02:03.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sesame Street Personality Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Elmo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/elmo.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and innocent, you expect everyone to adore you. And they usually do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually feeling: Talkative. You've got tons of stories to tell. And when you aren't talking, you're laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are famous for: Being popular, though no one knows why. Middle aged women especially like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you life your life: With an open heart. "Elmo loves you!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/"&gt;The Sesame Street Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-8041043640148442462?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/8041043640148442462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=8041043640148442462' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8041043640148442462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8041043640148442462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/sesame-street-personality-quiz.html' title='The Sesame Street Personality Quiz'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-8817978575326893509</id><published>2007-10-22T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T10:57:47.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Of Refreshing</title><content type='html'>Lately, I was so focus on my assignments and things to do that I lost focus on God. Yah, I confess that I have been missing church. Someone please spank me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised that I really need to realign my perspective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally back to my listening room, told God how much I wanna glorify Him in all that I do, by giving my best, by good work quality......... by living the values the bible has taught............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-8817978575326893509?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/8817978575326893509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=8817978575326893509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8817978575326893509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8817978575326893509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/time-of-refreshing.html' title='Time Of Refreshing'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-4407633085419805308</id><published>2007-10-19T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T15:04:02.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone Tell Me Why</title><content type='html'>There is a burning question I wish someone would just answer. Why do people like to disturb me? Happens to me all the time. When I'm with a group of friends, the joke is always about me......... erm...... I'm not very funny right?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I honestly dun mind at all. NAh, one has to joke to make life more fun and interesting right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my curiousity is killing me, someone tell me why  :)  (grin)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-4407633085419805308?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/4407633085419805308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=4407633085419805308' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/4407633085419805308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/4407633085419805308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/someone-tell-me-why.html' title='Someone Tell Me Why'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-8301186173407000064</id><published>2007-10-19T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T15:04:38.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misc</title><content type='html'>Been spending money like water lately, because I was like taking cab from place to place almost every day. Other forms of public transport suddenly seems so far and unfamilier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad bad me........ but can't help it, need to save time. Every minute is precious at this moment. So, in a way, I'm using money to buy time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the big day, the presentation. Wah, all these weeks of hard work just for a 40 min event. People never know the kind of efforts behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to my history assignment. After being away from it for so long, I've forgotten my original inspirations......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-8301186173407000064?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/8301186173407000064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=8301186173407000064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8301186173407000064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8301186173407000064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/been-spending-money-like-water-lately.html' title='Misc'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-7970002091481338359</id><published>2007-10-16T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T14:11:19.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unintended by Muse</title><content type='html'>My all time fav. Never stopped loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XYJEKh9OqEY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XYJEKh9OqEY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-7970002091481338359?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/7970002091481338359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=7970002091481338359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7970002091481338359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/7970002091481338359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/unintended-by-muse.html' title='Unintended by Muse'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-5441933777629939608</id><published>2007-10-16T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T13:57:31.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Will Make A Way</title><content type='html'>One of my fav songs. No one sings it like Don Moen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-RmdzX5XPpM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-RmdzX5XPpM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-5441933777629939608?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/5441933777629939608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=5441933777629939608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/5441933777629939608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/5441933777629939608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/god-will-make-way.html' title='God Will Make A Way'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-8700844486257875250</id><published>2007-10-16T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T03:08:29.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share your tears and your joy. Know that in every storm, I'll stand by you and support you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, rainbow comes after the rain. Things will be alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang on there for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes all things beautiful in His Time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-8700844486257875250?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/8700844486257875250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=8700844486257875250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8700844486257875250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8700844486257875250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-for-you-i-share-your-tears-and.html' title=''/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-2952741559606935524</id><published>2007-10-16T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T03:05:38.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 3.00am in the morning and I'm all tired and sleepy....... yawn.........  physically tired but happy in spirit. Finally got many tasks completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing some junk on TV just to entertainment myself as I work on my projects. Yew..... they;re really junk!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I kept that on for like, 2 hours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-2952741559606935524?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/2952741559606935524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=2952741559606935524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/2952741559606935524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/2952741559606935524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-3.html' title=''/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-8304007291384615904</id><published>2007-10-12T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T11:07:57.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry</title><content type='html'>It's one of those mornings, woke up feeling real hungry. Only food in the house's bread and cup noodles........ yucks!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of going out to get breakfast sounds terrible. So as usual, I picked up the phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank You for calling, our delivery services starts from 11am..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH!!!!!! 11am... I would have fainted of hunger by then!!!!!!!!!............. somebody help!!!!!!! I'm famished!!!!!!!! Someone send me food!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, for the survival of a rare talent, it shall be bread and canned coffee for breakfast today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for whining about breakfast. Now I'm excitedly starting my day, doing some serious work!!!!! Yay, school's starting, happy to see my students' smiles  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-8304007291384615904?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/8304007291384615904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=8304007291384615904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8304007291384615904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/8304007291384615904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/hungry.html' title='Hungry'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-2593501671675753485</id><published>2007-10-09T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T16:55:22.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchanted</title><content type='html'>Am enchanted by this song, it's just so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0T8wGZmAUPI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0T8wGZmAUPI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-2593501671675753485?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/2593501671675753485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=2593501671675753485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/2593501671675753485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/2593501671675753485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/enchanted.html' title='Enchanted'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-6780510268286271061</id><published>2007-10-09T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T10:58:06.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare</title><content type='html'>I had a terrible dream last night. Dreamt that I forgot to go for lesson and only realised it when class time was over. In the end I had to go gather my students for a late make up lesson. Good thing they're very nice and don't seem to find it strange that I was there so late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt so real in the dream......... was so glad it was not real when I woke up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-6780510268286271061?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/6780510268286271061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=6780510268286271061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/6780510268286271061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/6780510268286271061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/nightmare.html' title='Nightmare'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-3462827119993948060</id><published>2007-10-06T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T01:49:09.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Dance</title><content type='html'>Decided to surf around before I call it a day. Chanced upon this real silly dance from Yahoo. Really makes me laugh............ Hahahaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src='http://us.i1.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/player/media/swf/FLVVideoSolo.swf' flashvars='id=2320347&amp;emailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fsg.video.yahoo.com%2Futil%2Fmail%3Fei%3DUTF-8%26vid%3D389418&amp;imUrl=http%25253A%25252F%25252Fsg.video.yahoo.com%25252Fvideo%25252Fplay%25253Fei%25253DUTF-8%252526vid%25253D389418&amp;imTitle=Ultraman%252BExercise&amp;searchUrl=http://sg.video.yahoo.com/search/video?p=&amp;profileUrl=http://sg.video.yahoo.com/video/profile?yid=&amp;creatorValue=dW1haXJhaGx1cW1hbg%3D%3D&amp;vid=389418' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' width='425' height='350'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also view it at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://sg.video.yahoo.com/video/play?vid=389418&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comments are funny too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-3462827119993948060?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/3462827119993948060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=3462827119993948060' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3462827119993948060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/3462827119993948060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/funny-dance.html' title='Funny Dance'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18669942.post-1109621693062926043</id><published>2007-10-04T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T18:24:04.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>I hate waiting....... it test my patience....... and it test my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it also helps my faith to grow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mist of waiting, I came to realise, if it's God's Will, it will come to pass. If it doesn't come to pass, then it is not God's will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned the serenity of accepting the way things are meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. You see my Meez online doll? Notice the clothes and animation changes but the background doesn't? That's means I have been locked in the same room doing serious stuff for many days already&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-1109621693062926043?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/1109621693062926043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=1109621693062926043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1109621693062926043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/1109621693062926043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/waiting-part-2.html' title='Waiting (Part 2)'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-2768682025226471604</id><published>2007-10-03T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T11:56:39.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>Don't blame me, but growing up in a fast paced society has conditioned my mind in such a way that I want things done fast. It's habitual I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I always find it so difficult when I have to wait for God's perfect timing for things to come to pass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh......... waiting is a struggle for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-2768682025226471604?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/2768682025226471604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=2768682025226471604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/2768682025226471604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/2768682025226471604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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-18669942.post-5854902901849836717</id><published>2007-10-01T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T22:26:55.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm famished and stepping out to buy dinner prove to be too much of a chore. Decided to pick up the phone to call for help. Thank God for PizzaHut and anything that delivers dinner right to your door step. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, dinner come quick come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18669942-5854902901849836717?l=iwannasoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/feeds/5854902901849836717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18669942&amp;postID=5854902901849836717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/5854902901849836717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18669942/posts/default/5854902901849836717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannasoar.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-famished-and-stepping-out-to-buy.html' title=''/><author><name>iwannasoar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685785552683164365</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>
