<?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-8963836</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:40:22.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>huixian's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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irritated! with self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-116359817329126773?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/116359817329126773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=116359817329126773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/116359817329126773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/116359817329126773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/11/first-blog-post-in-2-weeks.html' title='first blog post in 2 weeks.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-116255779026223248</id><published>2006-11-03T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T04:43:10.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>now.</title><content type='html'>this is me now. strangely different, more mature, less innocent, less believing, more vindictive, more possesive, more opinionated, more voiced. less afraid, much less afraid. the nerves i had had been nulled and destructed by much war and distress, too many emotions -fears and guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was reading through my past blog entries and got a shock when i could no longer access the older entries. i got a great, great shock. those were important to me, and not redundant as i had thought when i was type writing them. these remind me of who i am, who i have come to be, and why. the intricate happenings that have had an impact on my life and for some changed the course of which i was headed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that my role has been reversed now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i need to get a new blog too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-116255779026223248?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/116255779026223248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=116255779026223248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the morning was pretty nice too. breakfast was relaxing, so was the morning spent walking. we went to the nature reserve and then headed to bt timah plaza to pool for awhile. haha. i think im addicted to pool again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait. waiting for more new shows to come out. haha these are the shows i wana watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. casino royale&lt;br /&gt;2. a battle of wits&lt;br /&gt;3. the departed&lt;br /&gt;4. the guardian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe one of the cartoons showing. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-116247386273686616?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/116247386273686616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>gosh my life has been boring lately. BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been shopping alot but not really shopping. this season's shopping hasnt been great, though there are a couple of things i want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the white everest sleeveless shirt/33 bucks&lt;br /&gt;2. brown jeans from pull and bear/35 bucks&lt;br /&gt;3. faded purple wallet from the wallet shop/26 bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are also a couple of books that i really really wana read badly. courtesy of linton and kinokuniya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this shopping list will cost me at least 94 bucks. lol. not counting the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least i got my black butterfly heels yesterday so i feel better=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-116218017704078441?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963836.post-116195865088932325</id><published>2006-10-27T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T07:17:30.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beach.</title><content type='html'>haha. today was great. the beach was great fun and the sun held up. haha. pseudo volleyball was fun, and so was frisbee. haha. had a nice drink too, although i was mildly miffed at the casher. and chen zhong's bike was owning everyone hahaha. ivan was super hilarious on the bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha dinner was the awesomeness though. firstly the place was great. it was at the fisherman's wharf, somewhere in clark quay that ive been wanting to go to for the longest time but just didnt get the chance to do so. the food was great, and the tartar sauce is amazing=) haha yeah. we had the restaurant all to ourselves as well, and they had a nice balcony area beside the toilet haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spotted a cool white vintage bike. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. good day, well spent. haha. choir tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-116195865088932325?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/116195865088932325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=116195865088932325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/116195865088932325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/116195865088932325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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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-8963836.post-116153356533261625</id><published>2006-10-22T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T09:12:45.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>many emotions. and a mundane life.</title><content type='html'>so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days have passed, and alot has happened. ive felt &lt;strong&gt;joyous&lt;/strong&gt;, grateful, thankful, envy, sad, weirded out, angry, tired, irritated, sympathetic, afraid. haha. mundane life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh well the weekend plans didnt run as smoothly as i had wanted it to run, and it certainly did not go the way i had foreseen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hung out at toshi's again and we had pizza dinner. haha. andrea and i ate 3 pieces each omgosh. we were bursting after that. haha kerryn was all pink from pink socks to a baby pink jacket. haha. that's a first. watched some super LONG show at sidney's insistence. haha. sidney is quite funny. choks was sleeping on the big chair hahah that was quite cute too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. weekend was kinda fun i guess ahha. anyway it was well spent with the right people so that should account for much=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-116153356533261625?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/116153356533261625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=116153356533261625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/116153356533261625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/116153356533261625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/10/many-emotions-and-mundane-life.html' title='many emotions. and a mundane life.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-116126186691571296</id><published>2006-10-19T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T05:44:26.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>girls, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go for the rockapella concert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!  it'll be good haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i cant wait for tmr night and saturday haha. there's an outing planned, and i cant wait to get myself tanned. haha. as for tmr, i cant wait to dance. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tmr we're getting back our results, so i wana pray for lots and lots of people who are worried, and who kinda feel that they're gona screw up(haha me too) even though they worked super hard, and for those who didnt study hard and feel like their gona screw up as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pearleen and trixia and pretty much everyone: Dont worry, everything is in his hands, and whatever happens, he has a reason for it so just trust in him yupp. we'll always be there to help. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quote from time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every evolution begins with the power of an idea and ends when clinging to power is the only idea left.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how gross is human nature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-116126186691571296?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/116126186691571296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=116126186691571296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/116126186691571296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/116126186691571296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/10/girls-go-for-rockapella-concert-itll.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-116109965931722893</id><published>2006-10-17T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T08:40:59.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a testimony of the Lord's.</title><content type='html'>not a good testimony of the Lord?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise that living for him, and only him, is getting harder and harder each day.&lt;br /&gt;but with each added burden on my shoulders, he also gives me an added edge of strength and tenacity, of peace within me, that i should know right from wrong very clearly.&lt;br /&gt;from this i see his love for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-116109965931722893?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963836.post-116083396201954674</id><published>2006-10-14T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T07:00:40.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>change of skin.</title><content type='html'>alright decided to change the skin. shall see if i can stick to this one for awhile. haha. blogskins is difficult to use now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder. why are all the blogskins black. why are they all. emo. about pain. about suffering, about love lost and never found, about longing. about arrogance, bimbotism, ego, self-conceitedness.&lt;br /&gt;its super hard to find a skin thats not tainted by imperfections like that. even this one is tainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha thanks yihui for helping me sort stuff out. (: things may not be perfect but yeah, life goes on. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bridge is really fun and addictive haha.&lt;br /&gt;headed over to toshi's house, super funky haha. his house is humongous! and absolutely hospitable. hahaha. good food there, his maid really knows how to cook. ahha. it was a cosy, lovely evening, one that hasnt happened for a long, long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-116083396201954674?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/116083396201954674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=116083396201954674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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MAKING THE MARK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-116049399580749184?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/116049399580749184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=116049399580749184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/116049399580749184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/116049399580749184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/10/jsut-what-isit.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-116007184726738470</id><published>2006-10-05T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T13:24:42.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tonight's a sleepness one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to AI for keeping me company haha. top 10 worst was funny, but these 2 really inspired me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C4CTx7LjA-s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C4CTx7LjA-s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" 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/&gt;Jumpin head first headlong with out a fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To act and tear the consequence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it could be that easy&lt;br /&gt;But fear surrounds me like a fence&lt;br /&gt;I wanna break free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wild Horses, Natasha Bedingfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been falling asleep studying recently. no motivation, and i feel worse after studying that when i start. today's math paper was really bad. i was wishing at 1055 that the paper would end. like now. the torture was immense. i didnt know how to do like 70% of the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh a crushing first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i SHALL be motivated. i shall. lit tmr. i SHALL write a good paper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115979268089216389?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963836.post-115867386770042561</id><published>2006-09-19T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T07:06:59.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a prayer</title><content type='html'>Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wana pray for the strength, for the wisdom to carry on. This IS tough. There is so much I wana do, so much I dont know how to do, so much I'm afraid to do and so much i havent done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to pray for the wisdom. The wisdom from the truth, the fruit of the Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wana pray for a true and genuine love. The love of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wana pray for all those who've gone through trials and tribulations of their own, i pray that they find peace in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cowardice, tis evil.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a slice of every piece of cake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115867386770042561?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115867386770042561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115867386770042561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115867386770042561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115846368078170431?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115846368078170431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115846368078170431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115846368078170431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115846368078170431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/09/sunday.html' title='sunday'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115833625854206799</id><published>2006-09-15T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T09:04:18.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhh im supposed to do PW. ahhhhhhhhhhhhh but im not. ahhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;oasuthvkfjdkgnkjldajhg;aiemmhg;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115833625854206799?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115833625854206799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>ARGH. promos are really screwing me up. these sudden bursts of motivation to study and then when im tired, just nothing. the strong lull of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;any distractions, and im off to the teevee, im off to them comp, im off for dinner-all at the expense of&lt;br /&gt;STUDYING. darn darn darn darn. i feel like im being eaten up by my own inner conflict. which is damn dumb. cuz its just PROMOS.&lt;br /&gt;whyy cant i do it? i did os. i survived.&lt;br /&gt;i screwed up terms real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have started studying from day ONE when i stepped into acjc.&lt;br /&gt;that never happened.&lt;br /&gt;should have started the minute, the second i stepped in.&lt;br /&gt;why am i so darn vulnerable to tiredness. why when i hear of people staying up till 3 or 4 am everyday i get so scared. so afraid.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im not pushing myself.&lt;br /&gt;yet i feel like im too tired to push myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a frenzyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freak. now history's the scariest, maths a close second. lit's on par. econs is in shambles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im SCARED i say. scared scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;howhowhowhowhowhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord please give me the strength.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115815960471568340?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115815960471568340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115815960471568340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115815960471568340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115815960471568340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/09/scared-of-promos.html' title='scared of promos.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115780607622593974</id><published>2006-09-09T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T05:55:33.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sept hols sat b4 school starts.</title><content type='html'>ahh today was a total waste of a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met andrea at 915 and swam like 7 laps. lousyyy haha. my limbs were dead weight after yesterday's ballet lesson blehh. then met the guys in holland v to get cake. haha. then. went back to school, where i took 3 or 4 consecutive short naps was super tired. after that just stoned and sang for about 3 hours before heading to holland v for mel's real pre-birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. her celeb was good=) had loads of cake today, one from jerome's mom birthday. so cheapskate hahah. but it was damn nice. 2 for mel, and one for her real one, which was really good too. haha. left the altos, choks and marcus to continue crapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stepped out of the taxi and stepped into a bloody deep hole full of dirt and gross mud and lost my slipper. walked home barefoot. arghh. damn anti climax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to stop being so hyper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;control control control. NO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115780607622593974?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115780607622593974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115780607622593974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115780607622593974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115780607622593974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/09/sept-hols-sat-b4-school-starts.html' title='sept hols sat b4 school starts.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115747430280380785</id><published>2006-09-05T09:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T20:00:44.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hotstufffs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/240/1600/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/240/320/Image065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/240/1600/Image066.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the hottest people tonight: Altos=) ( absent here: Jing hui and andrea. where were u!!) hehe. happy germ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double-edged swords serrate, leaving your flesh open, gaping at the air.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115747430280380785?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115747430280380785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115747430280380785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115747430280380785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115747430280380785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/09/hotstufffs_115747430280380785.html' title='hotstufffs.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115737023874954674</id><published>2006-09-04T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T04:43:58.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shades of green and yellow</title><content type='html'>yeah i forgot to blog about teacher's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the performance was alright i suppose. haha caleb said The longest time was super FAST. like an express version. hahaha. it was funny, i think everyone got carried away. i thought thank you for the music was nice. i guess. haha. yeah. i had to keep myself from looking at ivan and charissa to prevent myself from laughingg haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to SC. it felt homey and right. but then again i felt old. seeing all the teachers there really made my day, such as Mrs Bowness, Mrs Goh, Mrs Yogee, Mrs Wang, Mrs Lee. All their smiling, open faces really just reminded me of all the opportunities i was offered in SC, of all the love, shelter and grace that the teachers showed us. It made me think of the times when i showed the teachers bad attitude, or even just broke down. i really love the school:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. it felt good to be able to give my teachers something. haha. i wrote a short note each and attached a toblerone to it. ahh sad as it is, toblerone just isnt as nice as it was before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. we've grown alot older. i think JC has really shown me that life isnt a bed of roses. ive grown alot in ac yes, but sc will always be my sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i will never forget the time when we sang the school song during morning assembly, when the it rained and shone timely during the school song:) that was magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Glad that i live am i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that the sky is blue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Glad for the country rains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the fall of dew,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After the sun the rain,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after the rain the sun,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is the way of life,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;till the work be done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that we need to do be we low or high,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is to see that we grow nearer the sky.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115737023874954674?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115737023874954674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115737023874954674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115722134003973734?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115722134003973734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115722134003973734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115722134003973734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115722134003973734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/09/ew.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115721346957043260</id><published>2006-09-02T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T09:11:09.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>warped crazy.the verge of adrenaline.</title><content type='html'>bloody ingrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad's put me on a phone curfew. so from now onwards im not allowed to use my fone after 11. ive to surrender it- turn it off and place it on top of the piano, or my line gets terminated.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt understand his justification for allowing himself to use the fone even at 3 am in the morning. oh but wth. i'll just use the time to studyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so much to do during the hols. shit. so much WORK. and WORK is boring. argh. crap. i need to focus. focus. focus. so much has been going on, but its not pretty. relationships have been strained, theres been alot of misunderstandings, life's dealt me with indirect shit. bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant everyone just be happppyyyyy and overlook the small things? seriously. just be happy and dont take everything so seriously. taking everything so seriously isnt going to help. when you're sad try being happy for once, instead of moping about being EMO. emoness is a state of mind when u are willing to descend into that frame of mind. its a choice. MAKE the better one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh i feel super stressed. i feel stressed with im with people. i feel stressed when im not around people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and history articles are damn alottttt. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;there's econs pckg as well.&lt;br /&gt;hell alot of maths. like. tut 1 to 18 AND extra practice which is damn alot alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;there's tutorials [and gloria chan's lecture].&lt;br /&gt;lit. havent started.&lt;br /&gt;there's the painting of the banners which i cant wait for! lol. some sane fun. seeing people who are relatively alright. and sane.&lt;br /&gt;I CANT STAND SEEING THE SAME PEOPLE OVER AND OVER AGAIN. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;bleh nothing personal. just. people bring their problems along with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. today's swimming was actually fun=) i miss hanging out with andrea and being retarded with kerryn, although kerr and i konked after bathing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes and caleb left yesterday. haha quite sad will miss him haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;radical thinking!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115721346957043260?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115721346957043260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115721346957043260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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dancing to big band music, so was kathy(who was going absolutely nuts) and reuben who was wearing kathy's scarf thingy.  haha. and sam was singing. lol. haha kerryn laughed till she almost died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay teacher's day tmr. long day ahead and im damn tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115694465835582158?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115694465835582158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115694465835582158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115694465835582158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh so dead. bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115665122421796215?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115665122421796215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115665122421796215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115665122421796215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115665122421796215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/08/psalms-73.html' title='psalms 73'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115642400540065150</id><published>2006-08-24T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T06:23:26.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emo day.</title><content type='html'>i shant go on thinking about u. i'll put u out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone keeps popping up in my life.&lt;br /&gt;you went away and came back. i wish you'd go away and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was emo day. argh. rollercoaster. hah. econs test was rubbish. once again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i cant believe i was such a bloody blabbermouth today. blablablab. argh im sick of myself. haha i cant believe i told caleb stuff either. its eeerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. on a lighter note, practice was quite fun today, it was alot less stressful. which is good. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm just a friend.&lt;br /&gt;That's all I've ever been.&lt;br /&gt;Cause u don't know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freak lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffd391;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Deadly Sins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffce93"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Envy&lt;/strong&gt;: 80%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc995"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sloth&lt;/strong&gt;: 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc498"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrath&lt;/strong&gt;: 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbf9a"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gluttony&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb99c"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greed&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb49e"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pride&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffafa1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lust&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffaaa3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chance You'll Go to Hell&lt;/strong&gt;: 49%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffa5a5"&gt;You will die in a duel.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Sinful Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/8963836-115642400540065150?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115642400540065150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115642400540065150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115642400540065150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115642400540065150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/08/emo-day.html' title='emo day.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115633994870722072</id><published>2006-08-23T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T06:32:28.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just had a fantastic dinner with yan=) hahah yeah. ate at westmall. we came to a couple of conclusions haha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hengyi is so buff, he cant touch his shoulders without raising his arms sideways.&lt;br /&gt;bong runs around while u talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;kerryn has hair fetishes=)&lt;br /&gt;buffness is not relative to strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha love yan. dinner was awesome. thanks brandon for listening=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha bitch fit day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115633994870722072?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115633994870722072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115633994870722072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115633994870722072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115633994870722072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-had-fantastic-dinner-with-yan.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115590590576208028</id><published>2006-08-18T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T06:14:53.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shame</title><content type='html'>wow. i just read some great piece of writing. and i feel&lt;br /&gt;utterly ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to question. we claim to live for him, but how important is he really in our lives? how far must we fall before we realise that we have given into temptation? why do we keep doing the wrong things when we know it is sin. why cant we do right. why dont we feel the right things. why do we pull other people down with us in doing wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could be more God-loving, really i do. when i look at excellent examples, i feel so ashamed, so marginalized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so shameful that we even justify wrong doings. especially to justify those sins which, in this world,has become a normality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i question somemore. why dont i think deeper. think of the wider cause, the big picture. think for others before i think of myself. give freely. help unconditionally. love with no expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was stupid that i ever thought it was alright to think more for myself and be selfish rather than continuing being truly nice and selfless.&lt;br /&gt;it was too stupid, and now ive fallen into the pithole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see others who seem so perfect, be also filled with so much self-doubt and so much pain, its such a humbling thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many of us can actually feel to that degree? i shut myself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few days have just been amazing. ive seen so much, been let on about so many things really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Lord said to hate all evil and love all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to get rid of the shame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115590590576208028?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115590590576208028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115590590576208028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115590590576208028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115590590576208028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/08/shame.html' title='shame'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115583347448216447</id><published>2006-08-17T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T09:51:14.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And teacher&lt;br /&gt;There are things&lt;br /&gt;That I still have to learn&lt;br /&gt;But the one thing I have is my pride&lt;br /&gt;Oh so I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;Hold you, touch you&lt;br /&gt;Think that you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Because there ain't no joy&lt;br /&gt;For an uptown boy&lt;br /&gt;Who just isn't willing to try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One More Try, George Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some thoughts. Lord may you keep your children safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115583347448216447?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115583347448216447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115583347448216447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115583347448216447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115583347448216447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-teacher-there-are-things-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115582124017459694</id><published>2006-08-17T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T06:27:20.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a&gt;&lt;table style="color: black;color:black;" align="center" border="1" border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EACCFF;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What You Really Think Of Your Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EED6EB"&gt;Leheng is your soulmate.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2E0D6"&gt;You truly love Niko.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F7EBC2"&gt;You consider Sam your true friend.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FBF5AD"&gt;You know that Hannah is always thinking of you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFF99"&gt;You'll remember Ruiyan for the rest of your life.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFF199"&gt;You secretly think Denise is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFE29A"&gt;You secretly think that Mel is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFD49A"&gt;You secretly think that Rayston is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that Rayston changes lovers faster than underwear.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFC59A"&gt;You secretly think Reuben is shy and nonconfrontational. And that Reuben has a hidden internet romance.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyoureallythinkofyourfriendsquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Do You Think of Your Friends?&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/8963836-115582124017459694?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115582124017459694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115582124017459694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115582124017459694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115582124017459694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-you-really-think-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115546038712503085</id><published>2006-08-13T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T02:13:20.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check out livejournal's anti-spamming system:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Error&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please confirm you are a human below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type the letters and numbers you see below, to prove that you're not a spam robot.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incorrect response to spam robot challenge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115546038712503085?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115546038712503085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115546038712503085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115546038712503085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115546038712503085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/08/check-out-livejournals-anti-spamming.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115538315589997043</id><published>2006-08-12T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T04:45:55.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fireworks</title><content type='html'>kerryn has simply-jeromegitis. argh. CUT IT OUT! haha jerome stop infecting others. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas carols were really nice today. its like entering a premature atmosphere of christmas to come. although we dont sound good *yet*. haha. i realise i suck at sight reading loads. and i always feel like im singing out of tune or im sticking out. haha. yet when i sing to myself to check i sound fine. guess im not confident of myself yet. haha. inferiority complex. i showed my mom the schedule, and she said id have to miss most of the rehearsals. ARGH. something else to fight for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choirchoirchoirchoirchoirchoirchoir. haha cheers to reuben for sharing some sentiments=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. someone reminds me of caleb. its disquieting, sometimes i feel like i dont know how to act around people. like. i dont know. i mean. sometimes its just WEIRD. even when u know someone really well, to hang out with that person. and sometimes, ironically, u feel like u dont know that person at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. my heart is unrested. conflicting emotions. think think. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the fireworks and will miss the ones tonight. no fireworks in 06. maybe next year i'll catch some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115538315589997043?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115538315589997043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115538315589997043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115538315589997043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115538315589997043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/08/fireworks.html' title='fireworks'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115513617773501838</id><published>2006-08-09T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T08:09:37.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fringe.</title><content type='html'>im blogging about nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many many many thoughts, so many many issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking never stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i flipped my fringe to the other side. looks retarded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115513617773501838?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115513617773501838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115513617773501838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115513617773501838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115513617773501838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/08/fringe.html' title='fringe.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115483091437865056</id><published>2006-08-05T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T19:52:18.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rayston's burfday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/240/1600/RIMG1100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/240/320/RIMG1100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/240/320/RIMG1098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. it was pretty fun actually. dinner was. haha. reuben was going nuts and dragging everyone along with him. ahha. love choir people. fish &amp;amp; co made rayston stand on a chair and hold a sparkler while everyone else in the restaurant sang him a birthday song. haha. kick ass burfday. funny=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHARISSA=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. may all your wishes come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115483091437865056?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115483091437865056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115483091437865056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115483091437865056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115483091437865056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/08/raystons-burfday.html' title='rayston&apos;s burfday.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115443025528329259</id><published>2006-08-01T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T04:11:03.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sanity.</title><content type='html'>i am absolutely crazy today.&lt;br /&gt;sent two horrible messages. one to kerryn and one to reuben, cuz i couldnt do my math i was so frustrated. ARGH. and then 2 people had to irritate me. and during econs darren and i were being retards, i think i influenced him and he got alil crazy as well haha. he was videoing ms melanie the whole of econs. and joseph was being funny as well. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pw was retarded haha. we ended up playing the soccer game on my fone-ive no idea why the guys are so addicted to it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trisha said im very worked up and shocked today. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my heart beats fast. a thrill. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a bountiful silence beautified by a common understanding filling the heart with peace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115443025528329259?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115443025528329259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115443025528329259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115443025528329259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115443025528329259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/08/sanity.html' title='sanity.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115426675434553075</id><published>2006-07-30T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T06:39:14.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to sing. i need to dance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115426675434553075?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115426675434553075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115426675434553075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115426675434553075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115426675434553075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-need-to-sing.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115423496408151216</id><published>2006-07-29T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T21:51:44.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alt06</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my mom's been really picky about me socializing too much. been having dinner outside, and yesterday was the record-i reached home at 11. we went out for choir farewell dinner. haha. it was fun. she's quite pissed and wants me to stop going out till i buck up. alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha minglong is damnn scandalous. we were playing 'i never' and it was damn funny. hilariousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really cool how the choir people are the closest in my life. haha. we all share a passion for singing, pretty awesome. here's a big thank you to the seniors who have graduated from choir06, and who have, especially yesterday, touched alot of us with their intense passion and goodwill. haha. whatever happened in the HR was magical, and we saw a different side to everyone. thanks haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to get down to studying.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115423496408151216?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115423496408151216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115423496408151216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115423496408151216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115423496408151216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/07/alt06.html' title='alt06'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115392268833894421</id><published>2006-07-26T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T07:04:48.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still.</title><content type='html'>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;&lt;em&gt;I will be still and know you are God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115392268833894421?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115392268833894421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115392268833894421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115392268833894421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115392268833894421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/07/still.html' title='still.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115383675219704321</id><published>2006-07-25T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T07:12:32.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright. for now till its accomplished, i shall focus on my studies, and choir. no other activities. just focus. i need to do well academically.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115383675219704321?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115383675219704321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115383675219704321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115383675219704321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115383675219704321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/07/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115362705499372203</id><published>2006-07-22T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T20:57:34.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,&lt;br /&gt;Why should my heart be lonely, and long for heaven and home,&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus is my portion? My constant friend is He:&lt;br /&gt;His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;&lt;br /&gt;His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing because I'm happy,&lt;br /&gt;I sing because I'm free,&lt;br /&gt;For His eye is on the sparrow,&lt;br /&gt;And I know He watches me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let not your heart be troubled," His tender word I hear,&lt;br /&gt;And resting on His goodness, I lose my doubts and fears;&lt;br /&gt;Though by the path He leadeth, but one step I may see;&lt;br /&gt;His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;&lt;br /&gt;His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing because I'm happy,&lt;br /&gt;I sing because I'm free,&lt;br /&gt;For His eye is on the sparrow,&lt;br /&gt;And I know He watches me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds arise,&lt;br /&gt;When songs give place to sighing, when hope within me dies,&lt;br /&gt;I draw the closer to Him, from care He sets me free;&lt;br /&gt;His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;&lt;br /&gt;His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing because I'm happy,&lt;br /&gt;I sing because I'm free,&lt;br /&gt;For His eye is on the sparrow,&lt;br /&gt;And I know He watches me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his eye is on the sparrow-Lauryn Hill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115362705499372203?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115362705499372203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115362705499372203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115362705499372203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115362705499372203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-should-i-feel-discouraged-why.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115332431766462093</id><published>2006-07-19T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T08:51:57.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Now i am glad i sent it, not because it hurt you, but because the pain caused you to repent and change your ways. It was the kind of sorrow God wants his people to have, so you were not harmed by us in any way. For the kind of sorrow God wants us to experience leads us away from sin and results in salvation. There's no regret for that kind of sorrow. But worldly sorrow, which lacks repentance, results in spiritual death."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-2 Corinthians 7:9-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd interview went smoothly today i think. i guess what matters is why i ran, and why im running for the positions im running for. i didnt make a wrong decision to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust is so cruicial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115332431766462093?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115332431766462093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115332431766462093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115332431766462093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115332431766462093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/07/pain.html' title='pain'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115313321048393353</id><published>2006-07-17T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T03:46:50.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>funny feelings.</title><content type='html'>today was a good day. i passed history. had a good chat with brendan. ahha. i think his laughter is super funny. i did stuff on impulse. like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel that my feelings arent real. i dont blog about serious stuff. they've just been ripples of passing thoughts, some that i block out, through rules and standards i set for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the ripples dont go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes perhaps i think its good that they linger on. its bittersweet yes, but maybe from there, u'll get a richer memory, u dont put anything on the line. u dont lose the good dreams. its a safer way to live, being safe doesnt always mean not living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps its selfish. "not going out of my comfort zone." that's true as well. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id like to say, "there's nothing wrong with living in a dream. absolutely nothing at all". but i know i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i know im going to feel disgusted with this post and regret posting it.&lt;br /&gt;ahh whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115313321048393353?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115313321048393353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115313321048393353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115313321048393353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115313321048393353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/07/funny-feelings.html' title='funny feelings.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115297940621394294</id><published>2006-07-15T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T09:03:26.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im too lazy to type everything out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115297940621394294?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115297940621394294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115297940621394294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115297940621394294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115297940621394294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-cut-my-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115279523127871739</id><published>2006-07-13T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T05:53:51.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tour was good. i learnt alot about myself. and about others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks jerome for the listening and sharing=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now's SYF. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love clement's sectionals. its so super funny and fun haha. and he does it for a great love for music. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to school. argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115279523127871739?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115279523127871739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115279523127871739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115279523127871739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115279523127871739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/07/tour-was-good.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115137712335571130</id><published>2006-06-26T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T19:58:43.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>june</title><content type='html'>time seems to pass by more quickly each year. its already end of june, nearing july. we're 7 months into the year. only 5 more to go before new year comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary thing about it is, i can still remember explicitly almost everything that happened last year, including its chronological order. still remember the gy quarrells. the preparation for madcapp. chris's are steph's crazy studying schedule that began in june. and everything else. last year was a fantastic year, i have to admit. it was the happiest, most fulfilling year of my four years in sc. yet it seemed like a continuous phase that stretched from sec1 progressively to sec4. haha. i love sc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year seems to pass by so slowly, so mundanely. the only days that i look forward to have come to be choir days, and days with breaks. i dont do my homework, i dont listen in class. ive come to love weekends and very nearly, dislike school. its a bore, its a drag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niece says ive become bitchier. haha. says i ought to have been this way since about last year hahah.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss her and her mom, having a nice get-together eating homecooked fried rice was calming in the midst of stressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i hung out with chris. haha. i really missed her! haha. although she's got a few more crazy earholes and wants to pierce her lip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still havent collected my os certificate. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115137712335571130?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-8963836.post-115115578089832715</id><published>2006-06-24T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T06:29:42.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tourtourtourtourtour</title><content type='html'>i will NEVER attempt to eat lunch alone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think there's something about &lt;em&gt;Thai Express&lt;/em&gt;- they've got darn cute waitresses and waiters, most of them thai i should think. haha. hottness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had an alto dinner where we crapped haha. it was funny=) love altos heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think. we are all screwed for terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tourrr-&lt;/em&gt;cant wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115115578089832715?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-8963836.post-115082153612414823</id><published>2006-06-20T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T09:38:56.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;silent fortress built to last-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want a fortress anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt him in prayer today=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115082153612414823?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115082153612414823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115082153612414823' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have lost you forever like a song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beautiful Girl-Jose Mari Chan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me about four years to appreciate this song. yupp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115073746057521685?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115073746057521685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115073746057521685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115073746057521685'/><link rel='self' 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awakening. managed to get there at 10. had no idea how. when i got to practice i was still half asleep. didnt get screwed im THANKFUL FOR THAT uve no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. we sang through &lt;em&gt;prayer francis.&lt;/em&gt; there was a synergy of intensity it was lethally magical, although everyone was singing the wrong notes and the tenors were breaking cuz it was really high. jerome was like asking me, "u felt it too right?". haha &lt;em&gt;magic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that will be our batch song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115055801243231465?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115055801243231465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>the Lord gave me peace today- &lt;em&gt;the peace i give is something the world cannot give.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115047672038663067?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115047672038663067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115047672038663067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115047672038663067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115047672038663067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/06/lord-gave-me-peace-today-peace-i-give.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115044646648179281</id><published>2006-06-16T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T01:27:46.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CM.</title><content type='html'>my big toes are swollen. the one on my left more swollen than the one on my right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am led to believe that all &lt;em&gt;ivans&lt;/em&gt; are cute. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp. fun night. time to move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115044646648179281?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115044646648179281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115044646648179281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115044646648179281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115044646648179281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/06/cm.html' title='CM.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-115021655479101750</id><published>2006-06-13T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T09:35:55.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ex-ad2 gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;c'mon, be strong. just like alterbridge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had ex-AD2 class gathering today. ahha. missed all the people loads-jules, sarah, hannah, joanne, tongsi, noah, joshua. we actually watched the football match korea vs togo. ahha. so cute. the blonde haired guy's hairstyle was funny. his hair roots were brown. and they were all wearing leotards! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy we watched white chicks super funny ahha. then we played twister which was also hilarious. joshua had his right leg in between noah's hahaha. gayyness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy la. i really really really miss AD2. haha. i miss first three months! ahhh. hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day dreams=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-115021655479101750?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/115021655479101750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=115021655479101750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115021655479101750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/115021655479101750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/06/ex-ad2-gathering.html' title='ex-ad2 gathering'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114978614135949799</id><published>2006-06-08T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T10:02:21.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my right eardrum hurts. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i never saw the point in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again who am i to generalize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need to change my way of thinking. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114978614135949799?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-8963836.post-114964707431009986</id><published>2006-06-06T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T19:44:22.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>choir practice.</title><content type='html'>Choir practice was awesome yesterday. haha. it was really fun though very very tiring. i knocked out once i got home lol. yeahh. its the kind of practice that by the end of it you still want to sing more. haha. yupp. maybe its the songs. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think &lt;em&gt;evening with friends&lt;/em&gt; helped bond us alot musically. haha yupp.&lt;br /&gt;potential (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha Joel u were missed!- Yanling, Charissa, Huixian=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i need to control my chocolate eating habits. haha. ONCE A WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i'll do IH and econs today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like i wont get what i want this june. &lt;em&gt;but its okay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114964707431009986?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114964707431009986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114964707431009986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114964707431009986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114964707431009986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/06/choir-practice.html' title='choir practice.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114949655097109445</id><published>2006-06-05T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T01:56:04.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright. again, at home. supposed to&lt;em&gt; study&lt;/em&gt;, but again its not happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging is boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hide and seek-imogen heap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are we? What the hell is going on?&lt;br /&gt;The dust has only just begun to fall,&lt;br /&gt;Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Spin me round again and rub my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;This can't be happening.&lt;br /&gt;When busy streets a mess with people&lt;br /&gt;would stop to hold their heads heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide and seek.&lt;br /&gt;Trains and sewing machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those years they were here first.&lt;br /&gt;Oily marks appear on walls&lt;br /&gt;Where pleasure moments hung before.&lt;br /&gt;The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this&lt;br /&gt;still life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide and seek.&lt;br /&gt;Trains and sewing machines. (Oh, you won't catch me around here)&lt;br /&gt;Blood and tears,&lt;br /&gt;They were here first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, what you say?&lt;br /&gt;Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did. Mmm, what you say?&lt;br /&gt;Mm, that it's all for the best? Ah off course it is.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, what you say?&lt;br /&gt;Mm, that it?s just what we need? And you decided this.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm what you say?&lt;br /&gt;What did she say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.&lt;br /&gt;Speak no feeling, no I dont believe you.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.&lt;br /&gt;Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114949655097109445?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114949655097109445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114949655097109445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114949655097109445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114949655097109445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/06/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114943325327401274</id><published>2006-06-04T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T08:00:53.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went to church. it was cool, saw alot of people i knew. i havent praised God in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;went to record stuff at the esplanade. haha. tried not to fall prey to the lulling of the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a crazy week, with choir 5 out of 7 days of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love school. i love school. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love choir.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh the controversy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; love choir. really, i do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114943325327401274?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114943325327401274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114943325327401274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114943325327401274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114943325327401274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-went-to-church.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114898817273631919</id><published>2006-05-30T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T04:22:52.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>evening with friends. acjc choir 2006.</title><content type='html'>Two things to blog about today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched xmen 3 today=)&lt;br /&gt;haha i really really enjoyed it. it was good! ahha.&lt;br /&gt;went shopping, bought a shirt ive been wanting since forever. set my eyes on a skirt as well, i think i'll go back to buy it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;evening with friends&lt;/em&gt; was pretty good. Thank God for the good response=) &lt;em&gt;God be in my head&lt;/em&gt; was especially amazing, we could almost feel a blessing in the song. indeed, a performance dedicated to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mascara is a neater, more natural alternative to eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please bless the people all around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114898817273631919?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114898817273631919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114898817273631919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114898817273631919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114898817273631919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/05/evening-with-friends-acjc-choir-2006.html' title='evening with friends. acjc choir 2006.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114881243882633581</id><published>2006-05-28T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T03:33:58.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>karma.</title><content type='html'>Funny. If i let it go, who's gona let me go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what goes around comes around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what goes up must come down. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114881243882633581?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114881243882633581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114881243882633581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114881243882633581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114881243882633581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/05/karma.html' title='karma.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114879339770336744</id><published>2006-05-27T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T22:16:37.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M FRUSTRATED. IM UNOFFICIALLY GROUNDED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114879339770336744?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114879339770336744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114879339770336744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114879339770336744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114879339770336744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-frustrated.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114873963111300863</id><published>2006-05-27T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T07:20:31.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;choose to love.&lt;/em&gt; havent i always done that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it does work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall choose to give. to change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114873963111300863?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114873963111300863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114873963111300863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114873963111300863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114873963111300863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/05/choose-to-love.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114856787267223333</id><published>2006-05-25T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T07:37:52.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes alright on another note, i just found a good photographer on deviant art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artistically erotic. go check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jessica Rhoades&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114856787267223333?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114856787267223333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114856787267223333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114856787267223333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114856787267223333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/05/yes-alright-on-another-note-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114856408037114185</id><published>2006-05-25T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T06:34:40.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol.</title><content type='html'>American idol finale was SUPER GOOD. OH MY GAWD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha clay was like. WOW. wow wow wow wow. hahahaha. he was super HOT lahhh. seriously. he has the most gorgeous eyes ever ahhahaha. sizzling hot stuff. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madisa was WOW. as well. haha. she looked good. she sang like a diva. damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ace was hottt. and he sounded super hottt lah. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katherine was pretty as usual. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taylor's last song was so saddddddd. ahhh. i almost cried. dammmmmmmn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and that guy who danced really well in the purple suit. is he mj?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a great season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114856408037114185?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114856408037114185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114856408037114185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114856408037114185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114856408037114185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/05/american-idol.html' title='American Idol.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114847492225531323</id><published>2006-05-24T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T05:48:42.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think im alil green over something incredibly stupid. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jealousy kills the heart. ugh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114847492225531323?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963836.post-114822257657104971</id><published>2006-05-21T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T07:42:56.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. i just realised that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 4 weeks to tour.&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks to terms.&lt;br /&gt;1 week to concert.&lt;br /&gt;choir will be on tuesdays, thursdays and saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114822257657104971?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114822257657104971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114822257657104971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114822257657104971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114822257657104971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114818080160216619</id><published>2006-05-20T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T20:06:41.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright i think i finally found a skin that's not too sickening or indulgent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and to steph: haha i got a tag board so u can taggg haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i must have browsed through about a hundred skins. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for june.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114818080160216619?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114818080160216619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114818080160216619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114818080160216619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114818080160216619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/05/alright-i-think-i-finally-found-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114804813375145058</id><published>2006-05-19T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T07:15:33.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there are no tests next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concert's a week away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people just grow sicker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114804813375145058?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114804813375145058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114804813375145058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114804813375145058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114804813375145058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/05/there-are-no-tests-next-week.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114762094517235930</id><published>2006-05-14T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T08:35:45.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>santotomas.</title><content type='html'>haha. they were good. yeah. their choral was SO good. i never thought i would feel this way about choral, ive never heard astoundingly good choral music before. but yeah. they are really good. their FFF is deafening and their PPP is deafeningly silent. the esplanade is SO quiet u can rub your hands and hear it. didnt like it much at first, my ears hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, their costumes were fantastic. i absolutely loved the first red dress the girls were in. they all looked SO good and sounded even better. haha. i would love to sing in a choir like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their choral showed so much control. like magic. they sounded magical, like angels. waves of sound travelling. like the ocean's waves. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was good. i bought their t shirt haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i speak too loud.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114762094517235930?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114762094517235930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114762094517235930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114762094517235930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114762094517235930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/05/santotomas.html' title='santotomas.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114742784215813215</id><published>2006-05-12T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T02:57:22.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pending new blogskin.</title><content type='html'>i just realised how blessed i am to have really supportive parents, who, despite all the shit i give em, still give me loads of encouragement and trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. that story of trust really goes back a long way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114742784215813215?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114742784215813215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114742784215813215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114742784215813215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114742784215813215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/05/pending-new-blogskin.html' title='pending new blogskin.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114727540946386260</id><published>2006-05-10T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T08:40:13.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>relationships.</title><content type='html'>its intriuging how many many people around me are having relationships, or at the very least, someone special, or having problems with some heartbreaker--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing is, i dont give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its true when joel talked about it just now. there's always that boundary crossed, that portion of yourself given away that u can never take back once your relationship has failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's also someone very important to u whom you've lost, and the intimacy of your relatiomship can never be recovered, or indulged in again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he believes that there is a spiritual bondage that ensues from a physical, sexual relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there? im not sure. only that that person need never have loved you the way you loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love isnt fair. never is. but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails." (1 Corinthians 13:4-8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe in that. and i believe in God's love. He will never fail me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nono, im not jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not open to relationships now because im not ready to lose someone important forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im also aware that my viewpoint is very stringent, very narrowminded, but that doesnt change my viewpoint. cuz perhaps, it'll keep me safe and free for awhile. i am also aware that some may think this is related to a certain someone, but its none of their concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;IT'S MY VIEWPOINT, MY OPINION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114727540946386260?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114727540946386260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114727540946386260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114727540946386260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114727540946386260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/05/relationships.html' title='relationships.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114716719382243099</id><published>2006-05-09T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T02:33:13.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>apathetic.</title><content type='html'>a couple of things here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. time to change blog skin. white and black's too common. in fact, its one of the majorly downloaded skins. dont like. sharing the same skin with other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. blog's been pretty dead. maybe i should disown it altogether. life without the comp has been pretty much. life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. screwed up widom tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. too fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. too apathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. too paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. too worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. screwing up all my tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. all my days are taken. i hate it i hate it i hate it. i want to say it but i cant say it. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gossip spreads like disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If passion is what drives you, let reason hold the reins".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114716719382243099?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114716719382243099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114716719382243099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114716719382243099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114716719382243099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/05/apathetic.html' title='apathetic.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114692579162230770</id><published>2006-05-06T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T07:29:51.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday.</title><content type='html'>hanging out with yvonne tmr morning. going to study at je library. haha&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114692579162230770?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114692579162230770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114692579162230770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114692579162230770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114692579162230770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/05/sunday.html' title='sunday.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114658012160189468</id><published>2006-05-02T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T07:28:41.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fragrance.</title><content type='html'>i am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha had sectionals today and went out for nice crystal jade dinner with my section. love altos=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway walked past the body shop and they were selling a new fragrance! haha. some rose thing. and. OMG its super nice. i am SO getting it. before the 14th of may. haha. i think moonflower is going to be replaced. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so tired i am going to sleep. night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114658012160189468?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114658012160189468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114658012160189468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114658012160189468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114658012160189468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/05/fragrance.html' title='fragrance.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114636832101664561</id><published>2006-04-29T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T20:38:41.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PI</title><content type='html'>AHH STRESSSSSS. I HATE DOING PI. I HATE DOING PI. PI SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MENTAL BLOCK.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114636832101664561?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114636832101664561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114636832101664561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114636832101664561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114636832101664561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/04/pi.html' title='PI'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114624289867637864</id><published>2006-04-28T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T09:48:18.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yes. guess what im eating chocolate again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a whole bar of &lt;em&gt;guylian&lt;/em&gt; today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114624289867637864?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114624289867637864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114624289867637864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114624289867637864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114624289867637864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114624167478467467</id><published>2006-04-28T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T09:27:54.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she loves music.</title><content type='html'>sc choir concert. emotional roller coaster. the choir looks gorgeous in their kebaya with the stage lights and everything(even though it was held at vic conc hall). The girls looked like angels and sounded even more so. imagine about 80 girls' voices ringing about the concert hall. amazing, pure sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda was so good! so was ally and bevvy and charlotte and whoever else haha. everyone did great i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well had a drink with andrea after that. it felt good catching up with someone i havent talked to in a long long time while sitting beside some sort of a river. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the haze/fog/smoke/ whatever is very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114624167478467467?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114624167478467467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114624167478467467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114624167478467467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114624167478467467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/04/she-loves-music.html' title='she loves music.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114605767398893760</id><published>2006-04-26T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T06:21:14.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chris daughtry</title><content type='html'>buried myself alive_ &amp; says:&lt;br /&gt;he has 0 personality&lt;br /&gt;and 0 sense of humour&lt;br /&gt;and 0 EQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha super funny. cheers to u who said that=) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the AI finalists sang badly tonight, they butchered most of the songs. even the best wasnt mind blowing. all were focusing on vocals. good vocals. good vocals. but what's the use of good vocals when there's no feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a singer must be the song. its the most important thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114605767398893760?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114605767398893760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114605767398893760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114605767398893760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114605767398893760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/04/chris-daughtry.html' title='chris daughtry'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114554601261470839</id><published>2006-04-20T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T08:13:32.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brave new world.</title><content type='html'>my new lit text is fantastic. i absolutely love it, yet hate it at the same time. its like &lt;em&gt;The Island.&lt;/em&gt; very controversial. damn good writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Impulse arrested spills over, and the flood is feeling, the flood is passion, the flood is even madness: it depends on the force of the current, the height and strength of the barrier. The unchecked stream flows smoothly down its appointed channels into a calm well-being. The embryo is hungy; day in, day out, the blood-surrogate pump unceasingly turns its eight hundred revolutions a minute. The decanted infant howls, at once a nurse appears with a bottle of external secretion. Feeling lurks in that interval of time between desire and its consummation. Shorten that interval, breakdown all those old unnecessary barriers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;survived the interview today. wasnt that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ac's intranet resources are really good. i love it but im super tired now cant focus on trails of discussion i want to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. damn about tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114554601261470839?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114554601261470839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114554601261470839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114554601261470839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114554601261470839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/04/brave-new-world.html' title='brave new world.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114546209629165271</id><published>2006-04-19T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T08:54:56.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been reading up on alot of stuff lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Money, you've got lots of friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crowding round the door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're gone, spending ends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They don't come no more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114546209629165271?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114546209629165271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114546209629165271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114546209629165271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114546209629165271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/04/been-reading-up-on-alot-of-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114528912246431722</id><published>2006-04-17T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T09:16:15.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gp package</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;And i know that nothing good lives in me, that is, in my sinful nature. I want to do what is right, but i cant. i want to do what is good, but i dont. i dont want to do what is wrong, but i do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i love God's law with all my heart. But there is another power within me that is at war with my mind. This power makes me a slave to sin that is still within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Romans chapter 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive just read the education package. felt like a fool going through the various "educational schemes" for "mass customization".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yes. another thing to do: compose a song titled "chocolate high" =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114528912246431722?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114528912246431722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114528912246431722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114528912246431722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114528912246431722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/04/gp-package.html' title='gp package'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114517603708223028</id><published>2006-04-16T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T01:27:17.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quizz.</title><content type='html'>and yes, the quiz everyone's been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You have many goals and want to achieve as much as you can. The jobs you enjoy are those that let you burn off your considerable excess energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting, because i feel exactly the way this quiz describes me. education is bullcrap. ahh. gp test!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114517603708223028?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114517603708223028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114517603708223028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114517603708223028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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i havent been close to him for the past few days. weeks. that's comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, it doesnt seem right that im pretty happy right now but my friends arent. not that my life is fantastically great-&lt;br /&gt;most things are working fine, something's just waiting to screw up. &lt;em&gt;something's missing&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;friends are complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kem- fascination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take the lead was super hot. haha. i loved the song choices. and the trio dancing was just &lt;em&gt;sexyyyy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114517388862859140?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114517388862859140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's hard to say I held my tongue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny G and George Benson's summertime is &lt;em&gt;seductive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114494784948520723?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114494784948520723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114494784948520723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114494784948520723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114494784948520723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-hard-to-say-i-held-my-tongue-kenny.html' title=''/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114492670507148660</id><published>2006-04-13T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T04:11:45.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good friday.</title><content type='html'>i hate it when guys dispatch the f word at random. it really pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movies i wana watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sentinel&lt;br /&gt;16 blocks&lt;br /&gt;where the truth lies&lt;br /&gt;tristan and isolde&lt;br /&gt;ultraviolet&lt;br /&gt;take the lead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wana wana wana wana watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha staying over chris's house tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114492670507148660?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114492670507148660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114492670507148660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114492670507148660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114492670507148660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-friday.html' title='good friday.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114476819252234830</id><published>2006-04-11T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T08:09:52.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pepperlunch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i realise that there are alot of days when just talking to that one person can make your day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet chris for dinner today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i kissed someone!&lt;br /&gt;scandalous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nostalgia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114476819252234830?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114476819252234830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114476819252234830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114476819252234830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114476819252234830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/04/pepperlunch.html' title='pepperlunch.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114466717502787454</id><published>2006-04-10T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T04:06:15.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wants</title><content type='html'>i wana do alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want:(in order of preference)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch alot of movies&lt;br /&gt;cut my hair&lt;br /&gt;hang out with friends&lt;br /&gt;hang out with friends&lt;br /&gt;pluck my brows&lt;br /&gt;buy clothes. THAT samuel and kevin shirt that ive been wanting since. 6 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;eat spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;stayover at chris's house&lt;br /&gt;finish all my damn homework&lt;br /&gt;stay out late at night and have lots of fun&lt;br /&gt;all my concerts to be over&lt;br /&gt;go salsa-ing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. got IH test tmr. super screwed up. haha. bb=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114466717502787454?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114466717502787454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114466717502787454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114466717502787454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114466717502787454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/04/wants.html' title='wants'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114411567405929804</id><published>2006-04-03T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:00:24.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tempest.</title><content type='html'>currently finishing the last bits of my wonka chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want the show to end.&lt;/em&gt; quickly please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i dont love it. i think the experience is great, and i get to meet so many wonderful people who are working on the set as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been having weird, repetitive dreams for the past few days. one's of like dinosaur land. keep viewing this beautiful ancient scenery from the top of a very steep volcano. every time more people seem to join in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kings of Convenience - Riots on an empty street&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114411567405929804?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114411567405929804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114411567405929804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114411567405929804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114411567405929804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/04/tempest.html' title='tempest.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114381749697621417</id><published>2006-03-31T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T07:04:56.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tempest.</title><content type='html'>tonight was the first time i ever wanted to drink and get high.&lt;br /&gt;i would've actually, if not for the fact that i was in school u and that i would be so screwed if my parents ever found out.&lt;br /&gt;i just love that feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114381749697621417?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114381749697621417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114381749697621417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114381749697621417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114381749697621417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/03/tempest.html' title='tempest.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114365039669549716</id><published>2006-03-29T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T08:39:56.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bible verse.</title><content type='html'>And true circumcision is not merely obeying the letter of the law; rather, it is a change of heart produced by God's spirit. And a person with a changed heart seeks praise from God, not from people. - Romans 2:29&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114365039669549716?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114365039669549716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114365039669549716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114365039669549716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114365039669549716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/03/bible-verse.html' title='a bible verse.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114330417506493833</id><published>2006-03-25T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T08:29:35.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>steph's farewell dinner.</title><content type='html'>steph is going to trinity on wednesday, which is approximately 4 days away. so sad. we will all miss her alott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. anthony is really into steph haha. kinda pity him actually since she's flying off. and will be gone for 4 years. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am not a tactful person. sheesh. want to change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway tonight was good=) haha. havent seen borah in sooo long! haha. yayy love love. hung around orchard taking weird pictures and talking about life generally. haha. miss allllllllllll the gyers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i love steph! will miss you loads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114330417506493833?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114330417506493833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114330417506493833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114330417506493833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114330417506493833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/03/stephs-farewell-dinner.html' title='steph&apos;s farewell dinner.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114321235208784278</id><published>2006-03-24T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T06:59:12.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>seventeen.</title><content type='html'>i realised that i really really do love dancing. although ive never really considered myself first a dancer. haha. the feeling when dancing with abandonment is exhilirating haha. yeah i love it. unexpectedly thanks to raj. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tempest will be ending soon, will miss it actually. i will go back and dance summore. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah well. birthdayy came. haha. was quite a cool day didnt go to school. went to the library to get some alone time and destress, by doing math. haha. it was cool. was wished by alot of unexpected people and that made the day really good=) haha. special thanks to andy for my first birthday gift. love yall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114321235208784278?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114321235208784278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114321235208784278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114321235208784278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114321235208784278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/03/seventeen.html' title='seventeen.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114293669662697986</id><published>2006-03-21T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T02:24:56.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>with</title><content type='html'>the teachers in school are getting on my nerves. ive had enough with listening to long drawn silences after the usual "its YOUR own responsibility" crap. been through it once during first intake, and having a second go at it is killing me. especially when you're not even allowed to EXPRESS yourself freeely through expression, and all you can do is sit there and stare blankly at the teacher, or at worst smile in total retardation because you just find her words so. freaking. hilarious. ahh. im amused at what amuses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oceans apart, day after day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I slowly go insane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hear your voice on the line&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it doesn't stop the pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114293669662697986?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114293669662697986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114293669662697986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114293669662697986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114293669662697986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/03/with.html' title='with'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114285371565960143</id><published>2006-03-20T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T03:21:55.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>coffee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;coffee has been making me super high when im really bored during lessons. not that good since i cant sit still and concentrate. u feel super energetic, but yet tired enough to not be able to focus on what u wana focus. coffee is so bad. it makes my teeth yellow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well yes. had alot of things going through my mind today, cant remember most. they seemed important though, i dont know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ahh whatever. new class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i want my old class back.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114285371565960143?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114285371565960143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114285371565960143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114285371565960143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114285371565960143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/03/coffee.html' title='coffee.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114276803874805438</id><published>2006-03-19T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T03:33:58.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>old heels give way to new ones</title><content type='html'>today's shopping was counter productive i should think. new things on my wishlist now. sigh. bought my first pair of black earrings. really big and cool haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh tired. lol. tushar is apparently attuned to my cycles. hahaha. what rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the first REAL day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;literature is english, but english is NOT literature.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go get some Hazard by richard marx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114276803874805438?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114276803874805438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114276803874805438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114276803874805438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114276803874805438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/03/old-heels-give-way-to-new-ones.html' title='old heels give way to new ones'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114270142599631881</id><published>2006-03-18T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T09:05:31.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm a little used to calling outside your name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wont see you tonight so I can keep from going insane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I don't know enough, I get some kinda lazy day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm a little used to wandering outside the rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can leave me tomorrow if it suits you just the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this you're kidding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause I let you slide before but I see you aint gon learn since you like to play with fire then I'ma let us burn boy you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aint nothin &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gon miss my lovin &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the last time was the last time so I'm through with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No I aint gon beg you no more &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sick and tired of waitin don't know what I'm waitin for &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause you know you don't treat me like you should &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you know I'm the coldest thing about this hood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No I aint gon beg you no more &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and If you're not down with this then baby theres the door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm usually not the type to just lay it down and quit &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a lot of men would get with this so I aint gon beg you no more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Don't look back in anger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I heard you say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;At least not today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Made a meal and threw it up on Sunday I've -&lt;br /&gt;Gotta lot of things to learn&lt;br /&gt;Said I would and I'll be leaving one day -&lt;br /&gt;Before my heart starts to burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;So what's the matter with you?&lt;br /&gt;Sing me something new... don't you know&lt;br /&gt;The cold and wind and rain don't know&lt;br /&gt;They only seem to come and go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times are hard when things have got no meaning&lt;br /&gt;I've found a key upon the floor&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you and I will not believe in the things we find&lt;br /&gt;Behind the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Stand by me - nobody knows the way it's gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Stand by me - nobody knows the way it's gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Stand by me - nobody knows the way it's gonna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're leaving will you take me with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of talking on my phone&lt;br /&gt;There is one thing I can never give you&lt;br /&gt;My heart can never be your home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I don't want you stayin' around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I make you so miserable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you don't want me then don't talk to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go ahead to someone else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114270142599631881?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114270142599631881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114270142599631881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114270142599631881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114270142599631881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/2006/03/some-thoughts.html' title='some thoughts.'/><author><name>EmInErA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737059571929620856</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-8963836.post-114268444490755713</id><published>2006-03-18T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T04:20:44.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>magic</title><content type='html'>when u hear miss gracia and her sister talk, about anything, you just get allured into that world. it was so amazing hearing them talk about beauty, about performing. just amazing. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the acjc alumni choir is brilliant. the songs were very well done. this is the first time at all that any live performance has managed to catch me just like that, and get me transfixed and smiling like an idiot while im at it. mind u, it was an impromtu performance, by a "makeshift choir". they made me feel damn good for a day. haha. yeah. i want to be able to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these people are so magical. haha. i wonder where they get the spark from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114268444490755713?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114268444490755713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114268444490755713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114268444490755713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963836/posts/default/114268444490755713'/><link 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kidding me i dont even know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont try to be something you're not. its just sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha zouk was pretty fun. havent hung out with dvan niko and people for awhile. my dance partner was really nice haha=) danced half the night away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then stayover at steph's house haha. was pretty fun too. tried to stay awake for chris's conference but didnt work we all zonked out. poor anthony was on the floor. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ordered macs for breakfast and watched legally blonde. its a nice , happy comedy. almost too happy, its nearly unrealistic. haha. gives me the hope that there ARE woefully SMART bimbotic people out there. which i have met in real life but. yeah. i really envy them. do whatever they want and they will succeed. i like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh will miss steph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that he's cute?=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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brokeback mountain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;man his speech was seriously hilarious haha. although that was meant to be the climax i burst out laughing haha. the show is kinda sad though. with all the fucks in that speech haha it was funny funny. lol. the way he said it. but well. jake is kinda hot haha. he's the &lt;em&gt;the day after tomorrow &lt;/em&gt;guy which makes him super cool haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i think i am suffering from movie addiction. very bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114234931300746559?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963836.post-114225997409552217</id><published>2006-03-13T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T06:54:05.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything that's bothering me. well mostly.</title><content type='html'>i cant stand it when people get sad when they know they didnt do very well even though they didnt study. i mean. u didnt study so EXPECT NOT to do well lah. irritating self-pitying people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. revisited my closet today. i am now officially having a racerback-and-jeans-skirt fetish. haha. and all of a sudden i love my white jackets. my cowboyish applemints one and my white mango one. yes. haha the long sleeves fetish is over. ive decided after i finish off with this fetish i shall move on to my pink jeans skirt which i havent worn in awhile. havent been wearing black at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having a crazy time deciding on my food intake as well. been eating fast food like crazy. macs and macs and burger king and macs. in between, yes. snacks and snacks and snacks. right now im snacking on &lt;em&gt;julie's butter crackers &lt;/em&gt;which supposedly "contains iron". haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;developed a sweet tooth. ive been eating chocolate or something with chocolate in it almost every day if not every other day since valentine's. chocolate is simply amazing. i love hersheys, they're affordable and good. i love &lt;em&gt;royce&lt;/em&gt; chocolates. they simply taste like heaven. ate secret recipe's chocolate chip hazelnut cake or something like that today. omg it was SO good. but the piece was so big i couldnt finish it. haha. so so so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. and been watching everything like crazy. movies, shows, teevee, everything. it started off with this week's episodes of american idol. then fd3. then the pianist, which i still have yet to finish deliberating about. the league of extraordinary gentlemen. then big momma's. haha. i wonder what im gona watch tmr. i will find something=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i will not go for the history symposium. it sounds bad enough. a day of my march holidays is too precious to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something from jackson-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where were YOU when God wanted to be close to you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114225997409552217?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114225997409552217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963836&amp;postID=114225997409552217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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previously, this IS the end of term 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That this is where we've come to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you don't want to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then you don't have to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Won't be there when you go down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just so you know now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're on your own now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Believe me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8963836-114199974711761838?l=bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruisedwithadversity.blogspot.com/feeds/114199974711761838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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