How stupid are you people gonna get, seriously. I wish I were more competent in my vocabulary so that I can criticize you better. Whats with the using of underhand means like capturing some innocent people to use as a form of exchange.. oh wait, probably because there aren't any other ways, you were the wrong ones in the first place. So you want back your people, then I suppose you have more manpower to terrorize? Stop being such asinine bastards, controlling the morality of those 3 countries? I bet those people are more moral than you, what, denying women human rights?, public execution?, probably just another guy's warped idea of morality. You think I'm a racist?, no, you guys are more so. I've seen what you've done to those races you hate, those who are more innocent than me. You think what you believe in is so good that you must even have enforcers for it's law? This totally defeats the idea of a spiritual dedication. What crimes have the enforcers committed and got away with, killing people for watching television? How about driving through the town, shooting any visible movement? How many people died, I wonder, and how their bodies rotted on the streets. I can and will say that the innocent, the people of God will not be subject to your perverted beliefs. I'm sorry but I won't see you after I die.
spoke at : 10:16:00 PM


A pastor's friend went to North Korea, to try to contact some Christians there, but they did seem hard to find. After all, Christianity wasn't really a legal religion there. Two sisters had been giving out bibles to North Koreans, and they were caught by the police, sentenced to execution. Since they were going to die, they thought that they might as well, give all their praise and worship to the Lord before they did, after all what difference did it make? Some police were quite fed up with them, and couldn't wait for the execution to shut them up, so they broke their lower jaws. And such is the way Christians in North Korea lead their lives. On with the story, as the group of Christians walked along a street, a man spotted them and the crucifixes some of them were bearing, and quickly but discreetly brought one of them to a toilet, and told him to wait there for him. The North Korean came back and told him, "I haven't had the holy communion with anyone else for the last 30 years, because there's no family, no fellowship, no church here. All I have now is some beer and biscuits, let's have communion together." This is the way Christians there lead their lives, in secret, not able to proclaim openly who they believe in, and who they know loves them. Another time, the same thing happened, and one of them was brought to the toilet to wait. The North Korean Christian brought back a stack of North Korean Currency and told him,"This are my tithes for the last 17 years, please take them and use it for the kingdom of God." Listening to these stories make me so proud of the Christians there, that they do not allow anyone to stop them from loving the Lord. Even though they have to gather and have fellowship in fear and danger.

There was a Christian school for children and young adults in Indonesia, and the "school term" had ended, so the they were to return home. But as they were about to do so, some Muslim fanatics came and the teachers told the children to stay in the rooms, not to make any noise or do anything, but pray. Unfortunately, they were found out and the muslims told the children to stand in groups according to their ages. They singled out a boy named Roy and asked him,"Who are you?" He answered,"I am a soldier of God". This angered the muslims greatly and they severed his arm. Again they repeated the question, and the same answer sliced Roy's bible into two. With the third time, his other arm was gone, and his younger brother was watching all this. Fed up, they asked" Who are you?", and the reply, "I am a soldier of God". Roy was beheaded.
I do believe that now Roy is in Heaven with God, he is a soldier for God.
spoke at : 9:06:00 PM


When you want to sleep, but can't, what a terrible feeling, you think?
When your muscles are screaming from PE,
When you can't concentrate on anything,
When 45+84=139,
When Tamil Catholics argue over fish,
When you press even the wrong keys playing,
And what a freakishly terrifying sensation.
Something weird must be happening.
I can't count the dots on the E Maths paper properly,
took 3 tries to get the gradient correct.

What is this illness, I don't feel sick, just blank,
bland, like nothing, staring at homework, unregistered.

I really can't stand any inability to complete something,
but my body is tired, and I still can't freaking sleep, damnit...
spoke at : 10:50:00 PM


Try - Hayden Panettiere
If you try
And you just believe
You can…You will
Reach inside
Don't be scared to dream
You'll never know until
Until you try... Just try

How true such songs are. We often think that things are impossible because we think too much. Fears and doubts force our brains to think negatively and make us think things impossible. We start justifying why we can't do it, how things can't happen. If we do actually try, however impossible it may seem, wouldn't we find out then, whether it really is possible? With God, all things are possible.

spoke at : 11:21:00 PM


The cow gave me a really GREAT idea.. lol, now scroll down..



The cow seemed quite happy with the idea, considering how happy it's smile was...

I didn't have to worry about putting the pieces back, my brother sort of liked it,, a lot..
Hm... have to go now.. Next Saturday there's a member of parliament having a wedding in my church, and PM may be there, so super high security.. means youth service will be somewhere else...

spoke at : 4:30:00 PM


Lead singer and backup singer on saturday are missing. So the sub for the backup is leading. Which means I become the backup if the backup does not come, because I'm the sub for the backup of the backup. But that would mean no drummer, so the sub drummer takes over. But the sub drummer can sing, so he can backup and I drum.. zz.. lousy system.

I love doing reviews on Ixus-es.. It is, seriously too fun, though probably boring for the reader. Just released was the Ixus 900 IS. The great thing about IS-es is their cool, above average zoom, the 900 of 4x, equivalent to that of a powershot. The other not so important and should be making you worry about but still cool things of this cam is the 8.0 MP, unnecessary for people who actually reads this blog but good to show off. All Ixus have Face Detection AF, Ae, and FE, which I have explained in a Ixus 70 & 75 review and won't bother to again. Basically, it's cool.

On to the REAL stuff.. ... The DIGIC III Imaging processor which was only found in Canon SLRs originally, processes images you have taken 100 times faster than your brain. Which means when it displays the image, the light rays emitting from the high resolution 2.5 inch LCD screen(which brightness can be adjusted) is so fast that you eyes can't register it properly for 1/100, of a second, assuming my brain cells are unflawed. It also takes lesser power than the other cams, causing your $79 Lithium Ion battery to die slower. Unless of course you are using a modified fake which I highly unrecommend. It also works with your ISO up to 1600(and a shift function which allows you to shake your camera during vigorous activities and still get clear pictures of optimum noise), to process signals.. umm... nevermind.. your pictures are smoother... Oh yeah and plug your cam into a HD LCD screen anytime...

Like other new Ixus-es, the optical image stabiliser reduces blurring in any case of freak coldity or retarded spasms. Due to it's somewhat convenient buttons, you can organize your photos and videos in the camera itself, into folders and sub folders, appearing exactly on your computer. Get an USB cable for $9.90 at Challenger and plug it into any epson or canon printer that has pictbridge to print your photos. I recommend Epson's Ultra glossy paper for $9.60 - 20 sheets.

One more extremely important thing - make sure you buy this camera (if you are) after 'O' levels are over. Because it's definitely gonna be cheaper, plus I would be working again so I get commision when you buy it from Funan Challenger...
spoke at : 10:53:00 PM


We are alive because God made us so. And that then, is the purpose of continuing to live - for God. So it is a right for him, to create or, remove life. I walked along the quiet crematorium halls on Saturday, rather glad that it was empty. When I stopped, it would be then that I would leave all worldy things behind, away from my heart and mind. It was then I realised God has the plans, and power to bring me back to heaven anytime. And if it were now, or anytime soon, I know I wouldn't have cared, whether about the complete stoppage of my existence or loss of material objects. In any case, the taxi trip home was a long one, enough to think about what I thought back there.
spoke at : 9:30:00 PM


Hey! Change your lightbulbs to energy saving ones!

spoke at : 11:15:00 PM


1 year and 4 days, is what has passed. So seemingly painfully long, but not without happiness. I'm quite sure I used the right method, of submerging myself in the euphorica of being with friends. Yet every night was clogged with the dreadfully expected insomnia. It seems to me that my pillow is somehow closer to me than my friends. How could I sleep? With those memories that I reach out so difficult to grasp. It disappates into the darkness of my mind with every effort to remember. What had happened before this time passed so alarmingly quickly, though I only realized that after it was all gone. I could have treasured them more. What an ironic statement, that I claim time being my best friend, while it cheats on me, expanding that effect so evilly majestic. Is it all my fault then?
spoke at : 9:24:00 PM


My friends who have known me so well -
Naijie, from primary 5, the guy to rely on for info on homework
Mark Ho, fellow troublemaker of our pri 3 class, I remember the Chinese teacher :)
Mence, who's life is so similar to mine, though more professional, perhaps I dont know you well yet, according to your blog
Alex Yan, accepting differences so easily, calm yet concerned, plus I know about T
Jazmon, what similar interests we've had since long ago, I remember bugging you, really sometimes wonder how many 20 cents I owe you
Eliza Bennett, I would dislike others to read this but you probably truly are the closest, thanks for what you did after that incident

Probably all these friends and more, know me too much, to some certain extent they understand what I feel, think, and do, because of some similarities, but not a single one, except one, are not exempted from that big part of my life. I dont even remember how I contained it without talking about it. I always wanted to talk about it with someone, but somehow, none of my closest friends, or even family members seemed to be suitable. I actually think I sound self-pitiying right now...

I dont call it a mask, what you see me as now and what I am alone are totally me, I do not like deceiving, but someone talk to me... be quick before I burst...
spoke at : 9:40:00 PM