<?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-38362935</id><updated>2012-02-17T05:00:21.159+08:00</updated><category term='jokes'/><title type='text'>for He is so great nothing can eclipse Him</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shortie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13469535006405023151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38362935.post-401926607366333554</id><published>2007-03-29T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T19:25:28.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helping tianchen</title><content type='html'>I realize that God is giving me the chance to help others, just like I was helped when I was a young Christian.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go to CO to do devotion, but i just felt God speaking to me, right in the design centre, to wait for awhile more, to hang around, that there was something for me to do. Sure enough, Tianchen walked out of the design centre. With God leading me, I immediately went up to him, and we started chatting. It turned out that although I reminded him to do devotion on Tuesday, he did not do it as he felt that he had to complete his homework first.&lt;br /&gt;As we walked towards the MRT station, I began to tell him what Terence had told me last time when I also did not do devotion, and my walk with God was unstable. I told him that God would honour him if he did his quiet time, and God would definitely help you with your homework if you choose to do quiet time. I also gave him a checklist for quiet time, which Terence gave me, but I have another copy of it, so I gave it to him. I believe that God will help Tianchen to breakthrough if that is what his heart truly wants. I have also set a time to meet Tianchen every Tuesday at around 3pm before REX so that we can be more accountable to each other, as God has given me this burden to just take care of him like how Terence took care of me the last time. REX will continue to grow, with all the young people around me rising up, including myself.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I need to find a time to meet with Bojian too, as I believe that I am able to connect more with them compared to Lamzy, as we are from the same batch, were from the same class and are of the same age. Although Lamzy might be more experienced, I believe that with God's help I will be able to assist him in taking care of my Christian brothers! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38362935-401926607366333554?l=silent-eclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/401926607366333554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38362935&amp;postID=401926607366333554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/401926607366333554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/401926607366333554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/2007/03/helping-tianchen.html' title='helping tianchen'/><author><name>shortie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13469535006405023151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38362935.post-1017865139189413965</id><published>2007-03-27T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T20:34:53.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cell</title><content type='html'>currently i just feel this joy in my heart. this joy that can only be sent by God.&lt;br /&gt;today i just felt that someone needed to receive lah, so i just paused. then joash took over. i believe God has planned it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38362935-1017865139189413965?l=silent-eclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/1017865139189413965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38362935&amp;postID=1017865139189413965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/1017865139189413965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/1017865139189413965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/2007/03/cell.html' title='cell'/><author><name>shortie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13469535006405023151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38362935.post-4305466410847413589</id><published>2007-03-25T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T21:55:30.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a realization</title><content type='html'>i just realized that God is showing me that nothing in the christian life is boring larh.&lt;br /&gt;last time i felt that some of the songs i listened for quite some time already, and i began to feel they were boring larh.&lt;br /&gt;but now i realize that actually they are actually nicer than i thought them to be.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to start playing keyboard for evening service. today after evening service i was just playing around with jim and nigel and jeremy. i realized how difficult it is to play a solo keyboard compared to the whole band playing at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;but terence's and joash's styles are different. how am i supposed to switch from learning from terence to learning from joash? i'll just let God do it.&lt;br /&gt;friday prayer meeting i really broke through in just keeping my heart with the Lord and not being self conscious at all larh. However, just now I couldn't concentrate at all. Maybe I should stop being complacent and continue breaking through larh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i won't bother rebutting the people who say that speaking in tongues is wrong anymore. there are simply too many of you. i trust the Lord, and he spoke to me about speaking in tongues many times already, so I'm not going to act pro by explaining it to you, because you might think differently. no offense ok?&lt;br /&gt;Also, I find those worldly songs really like weird. looking back, i think listening to emo songs is stupid, because after that you feel more inclined to be emo. Be cheerful like me! Listen to songs that praise God and not some yucky vulgar song.&lt;br /&gt;I also can't stand people rattling off vulgarities like it's their only vocab. I mean, it makes you look uncivilised, and it just worsens your public image. I don't like vulgarities. ): please stop using vulgarities. please please please.&lt;br /&gt;The church is wonderful. You can make so many friends easily, and the best thing is they'll treat you back like friends although they don't really know you! Being in a church just makes you feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;I'll end off here. have to study for physics tomorrow. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38362935-4305466410847413589?l=silent-eclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/4305466410847413589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38362935&amp;postID=4305466410847413589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/4305466410847413589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/4305466410847413589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/2007/03/realization.html' title='a realization'/><author><name>shortie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13469535006405023151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38362935.post-2326928328100011042</id><published>2007-03-01T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T20:47:57.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Societal/Educational Issue</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;9 year old girl becomes mother&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URL: &lt;a href="http://tnp.sg/news/story/0,4136,124000,00.html"&gt;http://tnp.sg/news/story/0,4136,124000,00.html&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Primary Three student by the name of Jane (not her real name) was made pregnant in 2004, by her boyfriend from the same primary school. Jane is now in Primary Six. She and her boyfriend usually had sex in her house, as her parents were at work most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I believe that this is an educational issue. Having not been educated about sex, Jane and her boyfriend were oblivious to what might happen after the child was born. They were also oblivious to the shame that they had to face after the child was born, and also did not know what the child would have to go through in life, without his real parents beside him, as foster parents can never shower the kind of attention and love that is only possible of biological parents toward their children. This reiterates the point that sexuality education should be more emphasized in primary school, and should not be delayed only until secondary school. Had the couple gone through sexuality education, they might have re-thought about the consequences and thus the child might not have been born at all, especially since Jane was an early-puberty case, and was vulnerable to pregnancy at an earlier age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I believe that this matter is also a societal issue. How would the girl's parents be able to face up to their friends and colleagues if they find out that Jane was their child? They would be shamed a lot, and also, they might be rebuked for not instilling the proper values into their child, not gaining the trust of their child so as for the child to be accountable to her parents etc. Had proper values been instilled into the child, I believe that Jane would not be so readily agreeable to have sex, and thus the child might not have existed at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, I believe that proper values should be instilled into children from a young age, as these people will be our future leaders, and more emphasis should be put onto sexuality education, because nowadays the Internet is readily accessible, and these children might be able to look for answers to satisfy their curiosity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38362935-2326928328100011042?l=silent-eclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/2326928328100011042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38362935&amp;postID=2326928328100011042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/2326928328100011042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/2326928328100011042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/2007/03/societaleducational-issue.html' title='Societal/Educational Issue'/><author><name>shortie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13469535006405023151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38362935.post-2859572980250603750</id><published>2007-02-13T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T21:27:50.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><title type='text'>another joke</title><content type='html'>A wealthy old lady decides to go on a photo safari in Africa, taking her poodle along for company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day the poodle starts chasing butterflies and before long, discovers that he's lost. Wandering about, he notices a hungry-looking leopard heading rapidly in his direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poodle thinks, "Oh, oh!" Noticing some bones on the ground close by, he immediately settles down to chew on the bones with his back to the approaching cat. Just as the leopard is about to leap, the poodle exclaims loudly, "Boy, that was one delicious leopard! I wonder if there are any more around here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing this, the leopard halts his attack in mid-strike, a look of terror comes over him and he slinks away into the trees. "Whew!", says the leopard, "That was close! That poodle nearly had me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, a monkey who had been watching the whole scene from a nearby tree, figures he can put this knowledge to good use and trade it for protection from the leopard. So off he goes, but the poodle sees him heading after the leopard with great speed, and figures that something must be up. The monkey soon catches up with the leopard, spills the beans and strikes a deal for himself with the leopard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leopard is furious at being made a fool of and says, "Here, monkey, hop on my back so you can watch me chew that poodle to bits!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the poodle sees the leopard coming with the monkey on his back and thinks, "What am I going to do now?", but instead of running, the dog sits down with his back to his attackers, pretending he hasn't seen them yet, and waits until they get just close enough to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where's that damn monkey?" the poodle says, "I sent him off an hour ago to bring me another leopard!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38362935-2859572980250603750?l=silent-eclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/2859572980250603750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38362935&amp;postID=2859572980250603750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/2859572980250603750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/2859572980250603750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/2007/02/another-joke.html' title='another joke'/><author><name>shortie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13469535006405023151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38362935.post-117076898340371710</id><published>2007-02-06T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:36:23.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>english</title><content type='html'>this blog's supposed to be graded. gonna start posting the article soon.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck in doing it. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38362935-117076898340371710?l=silent-eclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/117076898340371710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38362935&amp;postID=117076898340371710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/117076898340371710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/117076898340371710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/2007/02/english.html' title='english'/><author><name>shortie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13469535006405023151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38362935.post-116956106510190747</id><published>2007-01-23T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T22:04:25.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jokes</title><content type='html'>the best joke i've ever seen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubba was bragging to his boss one day, "You know, I know everyone there is to know. Just name someone, anyone, and I know them."&lt;br /&gt;Tired of his boasting, his boss called his bluff, "OK, Bubba how about Tom Cruise?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sure, yes, Tom and I are old friends, and I can prove it."&lt;br /&gt;So Bubba and his boss fly out to Hollywood and knock on Tom Cruise's door, and sure enough, Tom Cruise, shouts, "Bubba! Great to see you! You and your friend come right in and join me for lunch!"&lt;br /&gt;Although impressed, Bubba's boss is still skeptical. After they leave Cruise's house, he tells Bubba that he thinks Bubba's knowing Cruise was just lucky.&lt;br /&gt;"No, no, just name anyone else," Bubba says.&lt;br /&gt;"President Bush," his boss quickly retorts. "Yes," Bubba says, "I know him, let's fly out to Washington."&lt;br /&gt;And off they go. At the White House, Bush spots Bubba on the tour and motions him and his boss over, saying, "Bubba, what a surprise, I was just on my way to a meeting, but you and your friend come on in and let's have a cup of coffee first and catch up." Well, the boss is very shaken by now, but still not totally convinced.&lt;br /&gt; After they leave the White house grounds, he expresses his doubts to Bubba, who again implores him to name anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;"The Pope," his boss replies.&lt;br /&gt;"Sure!" says Bubba. "My folks are from Poland, and I've known the Pope a long time."&lt;br /&gt;So off they fly to Rome. Bubba and his boss are assembled with the masses in Vatican Square when Bubba says, "This will never work. I can't catch the Pope's eye among all these people. Tell you what, I know all the guards so let me just go upstairs and I'll come out on the balcony with the Pope."&lt;br /&gt;And he disappears into the crowd headed toward the Vatican. Sure enough, half an hour later Bubba emerges with the Pope on the balcony.&lt;br /&gt;But by the time Bubba returns, he finds that his boss has had a heart attack and is surrounded by paramedics. Working his way to his boss' side, Bubba asks him, "What happened?" His boss looks up and says, "I was doing fine until you and the Pope came out on the balcony and the man next to me said, "Who's that on the balcony with Bubba?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another super funny one:&lt;br /&gt;This is an actual job application a 17 year old boy submitted at a McDonald's fast-food establishment in Florida... and they hired him because he was so honest and funny!&lt;br /&gt; NAME: Greg Bulmash&lt;br /&gt;SEX: Not yet. Still waiting for the right person.&lt;br /&gt;DESIRED POSITION: Company's President or Vice President. But seriously, whatever's available. If I was in a position to be picky, I wouldn't be applying here in the first place.&lt;br /&gt; DESIRED SALARY: $185,000 a year plus stock options and a Michael Ovitz style severance package. If that's not possible, make an offer and we can haggle.&lt;br /&gt;EDUCATION: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;LAST POSITION HELD: Target for middle management hostility.&lt;br /&gt;SALARY: Less than I'm worth.&lt;br /&gt; MOST NOTABLE ACHIEVEMENT: My incredible collection of stolen pens and post-it notes.&lt;br /&gt;REASON FOR LEAVING: It sucked.&lt;br /&gt;HOURS AVAILABLE TO WORK: Any.&lt;br /&gt;PREFERRED HOURS: 1:30-3:30 p.m., Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HAVE ANY SPECIAL SKILLS?: Yes, but they're better suited to a more intimate environment.&lt;br /&gt;MAY WE CONTACT YOUR CURRENT EMPLOYER?: If I had one, would I be here?&lt;br /&gt; DO YOU HAVE ANY PHYSICAL CONDITIONS THAT WOULD PROHIBIT YOU FROM LIFTING UP TO 50 LBS?: Of what?&lt;br /&gt; DO YOU HAVE A CAR?: I think the more appropriate question here would be "Do you have a car that runs?"&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU RECEIVED ANY SPECIAL AWARDS OR RECOGNITION?: I may already be a winner of the Publishers Clearing house Sweepstakes.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SMOKE?: On the job no, on my breaks yes.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE DOING IN FIVE YEARS?: Living in the Bahamas with a fabulously wealthy dumb sexy blonde super model who thinks I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread. Actually, I'd like to be doing that now.&lt;br /&gt; DO YOU CERTIFY THAT THE ABOVE IS TRUE AND COMPLETE TO THE BEST OF YOUR KNOWLEDGE?: Yes. Absolutely.&lt;br /&gt; SIGN HERE: Aries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, maybe i should stop posting on egroups and post those i think funny here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i just wanna thank god for all he's done in my life, and i'm really beginning to feel the change in my life now, and it's changing for the better! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38362935-116956106510190747?l=silent-eclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/116956106510190747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38362935&amp;postID=116956106510190747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/116956106510190747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/116956106510190747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/2007/01/jokes.html' title='jokes'/><author><name>shortie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13469535006405023151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38362935.post-116736913219454431</id><published>2006-12-29T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T13:12:12.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>solved.</title><content type='html'>problem's mostly solved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38362935-116736913219454431?l=silent-eclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/116736913219454431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38362935&amp;postID=116736913219454431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/116736913219454431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/116736913219454431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/2006/12/solved.html' title='solved.'/><author><name>shortie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13469535006405023151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38362935.post-116732031317134810</id><published>2006-12-28T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T23:38:33.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school.</title><content type='html'>Might have to drop out of RI.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;ask me for more details.&lt;br /&gt;although i'm positive that God is walking this through with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38362935-116732031317134810?l=silent-eclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/116732031317134810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38362935&amp;postID=116732031317134810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/116732031317134810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/116732031317134810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/2006/12/school.html' title='school.'/><author><name>shortie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13469535006405023151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38362935.post-116713462084554873</id><published>2006-12-26T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T20:03:40.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keyboard</title><content type='html'>morning had obs comm meeting.&lt;br /&gt;then went to co for keyboard. was a fulfilling practice.&lt;br /&gt;then came back home, where mum is pms-ing. what's her problem. really super irritating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38362935-116713462084554873?l=silent-eclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/116713462084554873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38362935&amp;postID=116713462084554873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/116713462084554873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/116713462084554873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/2006/12/keyboard.html' title='keyboard'/><author><name>shortie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13469535006405023151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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(:&lt;br /&gt;well we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;nothing to say here. but i'm learning keyboard tomorrow (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38362935-116705966669219453?l=silent-eclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/116705966669219453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38362935&amp;postID=116705966669219453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/116705966669219453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/116705966669219453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/2006/12/lan.html' title='LAN'/><author><name>shortie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13469535006405023151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38362935.post-116702355770242070</id><published>2006-12-25T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T13:12:37.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben is spastic.</title><content type='html'>Ok. Ben is seriously spastic.&lt;br /&gt;walking from esplanade to tanjong pagar, with a guitar and playing and singing songs at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;he mostly sang feliz navidad. which was quite stupid as he kept playing the wrong chord.&lt;br /&gt;anyway he also said merry christmas to lots of random ppl. haha so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;typical ben. then a string broke. bound to happen.&lt;br /&gt;then he lost the pick!&lt;br /&gt;oh man thats "jack and the benstalk" (:&lt;br /&gt;my left foot was aching.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;that was last night.today is boring.&lt;br /&gt;it's just boring, don't ask why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38362935-116702355770242070?l=silent-eclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/116702355770242070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38362935&amp;postID=116702355770242070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/116702355770242070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38362935/posts/default/116702355770242070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silent-eclipse.blogspot.com/2006/12/ben-is-spastic.html' title='Ben is spastic.'/><author><name>shortie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13469535006405023151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38362935.post-116685002437764989</id><published>2006-12-23T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T13:00:24.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last blog</title><content type='html'>sorry for changing blogs so often, i really don't feel like deleting all the stupid posts that i've made.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm alive in God again (:&lt;br /&gt;the passion and fire is back yay (:&lt;br /&gt;and i've promised that i'm gonna continue growing and not slide back down again.&lt;br /&gt;anyway youth camp rocks&lt;br /&gt;it sparked this change in me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling closer to God than i have ever felt.&lt;br /&gt;and i've got to know more people.&lt;br /&gt;and i felt the bond between everyone in the church, especially when someone just came up to me b4 games on last night and asked for my number.&lt;br /&gt;i gave it to her, and asked her for her name. she was shuyi.&lt;br /&gt;she didn't know me as well, and i felt this bond between everyone was really deep. 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