<?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-3684939296102184391</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:27:44.332-08:00</updated><category term='and i haven&apos;t found out what titles are for.'/><category term='i hope i wont be labeled an idiot for doing this.'/><category term='and the difference between lables and titles is?'/><category term='chinese is evil. really really evil.'/><category term='can someone please tag about how to add a tagboard? oh nevermind.'/><category term='while stocks last (:'/><category term='I kid you not. quickly now'/><category term='A year'/><category term='paragraphing should be banned.'/><category term='i still stand by my stand that blogs are boring and a waste of time'/><title type='text'>THE BLOG.</title><subtitle type='html'>whats a description for anyways. just read and begone (:</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195036467377574033</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684939296102184391.post-6413136408218686035</id><published>2010-01-08T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T06:49:08.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man-unkind</title><content type='html'>This guy wayyy behind the times- about an hour and a half to be exact- once asked me how i'd live if i hadn't met God. If i were a non-christian, just like he is. &lt;br /&gt;I said i'd probably kill myself after indulging in every cardinal sin known to mankind and a few that are not. I'd steal, murder, plunder (ok that's going a bit overboard now) but you get the point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because for me, there wouldn't be a reason to do good without God. If you're gonna pop the question, the answer is i do not. &lt;br /&gt;Yep, i do not believe that morality is subjective and that there's no absolute good and evil etc etc etc. Whatevz. (hehe) Good is.. well, good. Try thinking for once; it might help cure the empty feeling you've got inside you (: &lt;br /&gt;Here's how i saw it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Humans do good for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;2. This reason, or motive, though pure in appearance, is in fact fueled by selfishness in some form or other.  &lt;br /&gt;   eg. Self-image (I want others to see me as a good person), Self-satisfaction (i wanna feel good about myself, or i wanna feel like im doing Something with my life), the human need for a purpose in life (Finding their purpose in something along the lines of philantropy) or a host of other reasons.&lt;br /&gt;3. As such, it is not goodness that is manifested in action, but rather a facade of it shielding the ugly truth from our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend disagrees. To this day, i remember the words he used, verbatim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"You have absolutely NO IDEA what it means to be human."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i see the error of my words haha. Yes it took me long enough heh. Anyways, here's a long-awaited apology. im SORRRRIIIEEE. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;I was, i've been told, insensitive, blunt, and not thinking- a habit more often attributed to the friend in question- and i apologize fot the brash words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in my infinite wisdom and understanding.. I've realized where i went wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a couple of weeks ago, another friend enlightened me. A christian, this one. &lt;br /&gt;Basically, the reason I said those things was i was comparing how pointless life would've been like for me if i hadn't known God. &lt;br /&gt;It was a comparison I'd thought little of and shows, i suppose, how much i take God's presence for granted, unaware of the.. great hardly seems to suffice- privilege, of having encountered the one true living God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ok to be continued cos im too sleepy hehe. And my ego's taken enough of a beating for one night =) ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684939296102184391-6413136408218686035?l=ianleongsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6413136408218686035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684939296102184391&amp;postID=6413136408218686035' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/6413136408218686035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/6413136408218686035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/man-unkind.html' title='Man-unkind'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195036467377574033</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684939296102184391.post-7990282483134551812</id><published>2009-11-20T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T10:47:41.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When it's all been said and done</title><content type='html'>As the song so aptly goes, "when it's all been said and done... Only what i've done for loves reward will stand the test of time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time.&lt;br /&gt;Because of Einstein, we often call time the fourth dimension. Special relativity shows that time behaves surprisingly like the three spatial dimensions. The Lorenz equations show this. Length contracts as speed increases. Time expands as speed increases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough gobbledegooky nonsense;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you mistook me for a nerdy indian scholar who won a NASA essay writing competition and scored a perfect score for the SATs (which, erm, whom, im gonna beat someday) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right seriously now. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, well, everyone significant (though not necessarily in a positive manner) is talking about how these 2 years in junior college went by in a flash, how they'll miss each other, what they've learnt from others, what others have learnt From them (in extremely egocentric cases) so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone significant but me.&lt;br /&gt;Until 10 minutes ago that is (:&lt;br /&gt;So.. these years have really gone by in a flash. I've learnt new things, more importantly, others have learnt new things From me, i've wasted another 2 years in school, fighting to stay awake in lectures (okok school wasnt That bad) and of course, i've made new friends. &lt;br /&gt;Making friends is nothing new; not at all. Not to someone as handsome, charming, tall, intelligent, and of course, humble, as I am.&lt;br /&gt;What's new, was making friends from other countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find them Everywhere- India, Vietnam, China, Malaysia, Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, you guessed it. Mosquitoes. Pesky little things. They come from All OVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, so do the new friends i've made. You'd think they'dve picked a slightlyy larger country to move to but nooo they come here and steal our already scarce lodgings and water. That aside though, they're pretty awesome people. Most of them at any rate =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, about the friends i've made from all around the world. Well, all around Asia.&lt;br /&gt;It was really great getting to know them better, learning about their cultures, their backgrounds, imagining some of them powering generators during power failures and of course their religions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, these are reallyy nice people. I won't mention names cos there're just too many of them and if I only mention some the rest will be all over me bribing me to grant them the honour of typing Then deleting their names in the draft so you get the point. But it's sad to know that most of them are non-believers and as far as Christians believe, aren't going to heaven. It's not a delicate truth. Far from it. It's not delicate, and it's not nice. But I believe in it. Why? That's another story for another day, but it's enough to know that as far as I believe, I'm not seeing them for all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always imagined though, (yes yes indulge me for a moment would you, atheist readers) what the scene'd be like when judgement came a calling. Could I look my friends in the eyes and tell them truly, in all honesty, that I'd done my best to let them see the truth? Indeed, I'd argued more than my fair share for the cause of Chriatianity; researched on countless apologetics just so I'd be ready for their questions, blah blah blah. But if I'd &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIVED&lt;/span&gt; a life of love, would they have believed me then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if they would?&lt;br /&gt;What if all the argument, the countless hours spent debating the goodness or even existence of God were for naught?&lt;br /&gt;What if all they'd needed was a living example of Christ on earth for them to believe that Christianity is more than a religion; a belief. That it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Truth&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I face them then?&lt;br /&gt;Could I face God?&lt;br /&gt;Well done, or how come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're approximately 3 more weeks before they leave and I don't see them again for I-dont-know-how-long.&lt;br /&gt;Can what I've failed in for 2 years be made up for in 21 days? Can I be that bit of stained glass letting Christ's light shine through for all to see, or will my friends, my dear friends, leave Singapore the same as they arrived- Bereft of the presence of God in their lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me all wrong and stuff. I know that unless God is willing, nothing will come to be. Abolutely nothing. But loving our neighbours, loving our Lord, is more than just a choice; it's more than something I Want to do.&lt;br /&gt;It's a command.&lt;br /&gt;Shining for God isn't about prophesying, isn't about going to church and serving in ministries every day of the week while getting straight A's to boot.&lt;br /&gt;It's about love.&lt;br /&gt;All about love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good friend gave me sound advice: there is Nothing within our power we can do that will change the hearts of non believers. That is God's job. Our job is to sow the seeds of the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;Amen to that.&lt;br /&gt;Yet if we sow the seed of salvation, if we proclaim in the power of the Holy Spirit the truth of our Lord's death and resurrection, yet live not as trees planted firmly in God but as chaff blown about by the billowing gusts of sinful humanity, then exactly what is it that we are doing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well done, or how come?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Corinthians 13&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28651"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28652"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28653"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing. &lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28654"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684939296102184391-7990282483134551812?l=ianleongsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7990282483134551812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684939296102184391&amp;postID=7990282483134551812' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/7990282483134551812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/7990282483134551812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-its-all-been-said-and-done.html' title='When it&apos;s all been said and done'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195036467377574033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684939296102184391.post-4904830425376348186</id><published>2009-06-30T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:59:12.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Study study study is that all we do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;"Youth is, after all, just a moment, but it is the moment, the spark, that you always carry in your heart."&lt;br /&gt;-Raisa M. Gorbachev&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in our sunny island singapura, we spend our youth doing one thing- studying.&lt;br /&gt;Studying what you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there's history, which big-time megalomaniac picked on which small-time megalomaniac, geography- why Mt. Bukit Timah Hill doesnt have 4 faces carved into it, maybe some algebra even; show that e letter x isn't all that useless after all.&lt;br /&gt;But Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good question.&lt;br /&gt;Looks to me like all we're living for is that little piece of paper with our names on it we'll receive when we're outta Uni ,which tells e world exactly how we've been wasting the last 25 years of our lives away.&lt;br /&gt;So That's why the grads have got funny big hats; it covers their faces pretty well i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh and the red thread thingy's for people to tug on when they're saying "ok photo-taking's over you can come out now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon man, do we Really need 20 years of formal education?&lt;br /&gt;Granted, the mighty Singaporean education system eclipses many other countries' and it's Something at least, considering there's not much else we can boast about, but well, does it Really make that much of a difference?&lt;br /&gt;Are we just pawns in the game of politics, as the royalty languish in their obscene luxury?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, dont complain at least you've got something to study, you cant appreciate the privilege you have of a formal education, etc etc for all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spark we carry in our hearts is snuffed out pretty easy in the name of academia huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684939296102184391-4904830425376348186?l=ianleongsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4904830425376348186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684939296102184391&amp;postID=4904830425376348186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/4904830425376348186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/4904830425376348186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/study-study-study-is-that-all-we-do.html' title='Study study study is that all we do?'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195036467377574033</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-3684939296102184391.post-3434150864223360770</id><published>2009-06-26T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T04:58:02.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The God Delusion- Richard Dawkins</title><content type='html'>Whoo my first proper title! Am i amazing or what. And before you idiots go "or what. *stupid grin*", it's cliched, passe and un-funny so there. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as the, ahem, Title, suggests- i was reading the book "The God Delusion".&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering why i read it, well, know thy enemy, they say (:&lt;br /&gt;Its written by the antichrist himself. Well, fine, maybe not; but if I had 3 guesses on the antichrist i'd use them all on Dawkins (:&lt;br /&gt;For the record, i love Dawkins too &lt;3 Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, this unenlightened twit of a birdbrain brings up every argument for God's existence known to mankind (and man-unkind, ha-ha) and tears them apart.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's a pretty big ouch for us christians.&lt;br /&gt;Now im not a genius or a philosopher or anything, but to me, well, he had his own flaws and issues with his case, but all in all, it worked- as far as im concerned, Dawkins has, in one book, demolished almost everything theologians have strived for for decades.&lt;br /&gt;Yknow things like saying God doesn't have to be as simple a concept as theologians believe or He's unbelievably complex therefore improbable... blah blah blah. They never shut up, do they?&lt;br /&gt;Bunch of simpletons. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, un-digressing- now that I've thought about it, hellooo smarty-pants theology people; our religion's based on Faith here. That guy's hitting everything we Can't see with everything we Can. We never had a chance; so don't feel too bad about yourselves okay? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yknow how typical apologists show how a hugee chunk of the Bible can be proven (with science mind you) and everything?&lt;br /&gt;Well, im Christian so excuse me while i dont go out of my way to kill my faith here, but still, i can't help agreeing with those darn atheists that it just hasnt been possible to prove the existence of God.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we can prove that the flood occurred; that e whole world went swimming for a while before realizing with a sinking feeling (hehe) that they were drowning. Or maybe we can even prove that there indeed was a man named Jesus who walked the earth teaching amazing lessons and everything; yknow e shroud of Turin/ unholy grail etc. But no matter how many physical truths the Bible contains, we can't just say God exists cos 99% of e Bible is proven true.&lt;br /&gt;We just can't.&lt;br /&gt;Just to show im studying, it's an, erm, argumentum ad something-um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how well-versed we are in theology and the, uh, supposed truths in the Bible, when we use the ways of this God-Unforsaken world to defend our case, someone (an athiest!!!) bigger, badder and smarter just comes along and rips our case apart. Into Cs, As Ss and Es. (: That's a lot of parts. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, where does that leave us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea if you agree with me or not, but hey, this is My blog.&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna say something about it, go get your own blog. hmph. Shoo.&lt;br /&gt;Anywaysss back to where it leaves us. This is personal ok, but here's e only conclusion i've arrived at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our religion absolutely Has to be rooted in our relationship with God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you say Grace and people ask wtp you're doing and you reply that you're talking to God, they can't exactly go "no you aren't. Shut up."&lt;br /&gt;Well fine, they can, but it's not exactly something you can argue much about. (Unless you're one of those weirdo doofs who take KI. Sigh. Bobos. GP ftw!(:  )&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah, i feel that our faith really can't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; be based on physical proofs and a truck-load of head knowledge. It's all important, yeah, but if we lose sight of that relationship, we're just a bunch of people who believe in a particular truth, behave like we believe in that particular truth, and occasionally do radical things to propogate that particular truth, but well, not much more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The God Delusion, he says.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;They should just take away his freedom of speech or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PART II&lt;/span&gt; of the longest post everrr!! woohoo. Making up for a year of not posting (:&lt;br /&gt;But posting results are out, i failed x'( so time to post again (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh c'mon, at least Smile wont you? Im hurt. I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here's e exciting, long-awaited part II.&lt;br /&gt;You ready?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously..&lt;br /&gt;Drum roll please...&lt;br /&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;*thud* - *drum hits someone*&lt;br /&gt;Not That kind of roll, dolt.&lt;br /&gt;*drum rolls properly*&lt;br /&gt;You reallyy ready?&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously now.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;This is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(editted hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Singapore, don't you? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 years of studying, 2 years of national service, then a little More studying before life begins in earnest.&lt;br /&gt;And in case you hadnt heard, Singapore promotes a holistic, well-rounded education here; it's really not all about academics.&lt;br /&gt;Except that if you fail your exams, schools have got the right to kick you out of CCA's, competitions, to bar you from participation in events which require a pretty stable academic bacakground and the only time parents officially meet your teachers is to collect and discuss your examination results.&lt;br /&gt;That aside, academics don't really come into the picture much, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684939296102184391-3434150864223360770?l=ianleongsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3434150864223360770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684939296102184391&amp;postID=3434150864223360770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/3434150864223360770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/3434150864223360770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/god-delusion-richard-dawkins.html' title='The God Delusion- Richard Dawkins'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195036467377574033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684939296102184391.post-9094005147855145942</id><published>2009-06-15T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T08:09:37.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and i haven&apos;t found out what titles are for.'/><title type='text'>A year, and i haven't found out what labels are for.</title><content type='html'>Ok this is where e cliche goes "hi im back after soooo long i havent had time cos of sch,cca, church.." and so on and so forth. Lucky for you, im e coolest guy on earth and cliche just well, isn't my style =P so yeah, no cliches here(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Stop thinking this is cliche. It isn't. Really.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See dan i learnt how to paragraph and it's all thanks to you. Bet you're proud of me! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blogging because it is cool and hip and i am cool and hip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, (this ISNT KI, doof.), you ever wondered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; the pong we're here on earth?&lt;br /&gt;Ok this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is  &lt;/span&gt;cliche but hey, it's important. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i was watching forrest gump (Not A Word.) and couldnt help reflecting on that. again.&lt;br /&gt;Ok for you deprived sad souls who havent watched it, it basically shows e lifestory of a guy called Forrest Gump (duh) Go watch it yourself. Im not posting no spoilers here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough* He dies. *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a strict no spoiler policy. It's just not nice.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it really struck me. E dvd case hit my head when it fell off my shelf ='(&lt;br /&gt;That aside, it really struck me. What's life about, to us?&lt;br /&gt;Some of us view studies as the One and Only mostestest important thingy in life. Don't believe me, ask your parents.&lt;br /&gt;Others, (like me!), may say friends and relationships are way more important than studies, and really we could get straight A's but have no friends it wouldnt be worth it at all. Yknow e whole EQ more important than IQ thing? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i feel lotsa people definitely sway towards e relationships more impt than most other stuff cos well, imagine having all e money in e world but no one to share it with. So, dont mind me while i blog about what i believe in. It isn't biased, honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so let's ASSUME im right, (that shouldnt be too difficult). We're heading down the road which goes "money can't buy happiness". It's really easy to see how- I guess most of us would take it this way: It cant buy you true friends. Or love. And other stuff. So yeah, money gets you lotsa stuff, but relationships, well, not that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know this is uberrr long, but hey, i was bored, okay?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. we're kinda saying that happiness, or most of ours anyways, stems from our relationships or love and things like that right? Just say yes. Be nice.&lt;br /&gt;Ok so we're heading down this really nice path in life. It may not have all e riches in e world and it may be like, real tough, working 12 hours a day etc, but you've got great friends or even a spouse to get you through it. Their love, and yours, gets you through e arduous long days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The years go by, sands of time trickle down, e years fly past, whatever. Time passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon enough, you find yourself facing retirement- it's a good thought i suppose, after years of slogging away. You and your spouse can Finally just sit down and relax, chill with friends (I have no idea what a bunch of elderly folk do when they, uh, Chill, but let's not get too imaginative here)&lt;br /&gt;Ok lets say you're reclining in a rocking chair recounting fond memories, looking at photos. Memories just rock don't they.&lt;br /&gt;Then, one by one, your friends get ill, bed-ridden, comatose, really sick, and they die. People you care about start dropping out of your life. The people you shared your joys and sorrows with are dead. Gone forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mourn with your life-partner. Then your spouse dies too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories are all you've got left.&lt;br /&gt;Till you die, too.&lt;br /&gt;Then you've got absolutely nothing. Nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt; It's easy how we can say materialism's useless cos it's something we can't take with us when we die and all that stuff, but we cant take our memories with us either. We cant take warm fuzzy feelings and moments we treasure so much with us when we pass out of this life, into the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what on earth are we here for?? While we're living, so many things can mean sooo much to us. Our loved ones could mean e world, and we'd just Dieee if they were brutally ripped away from us. As as wise wise man once said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;life is all about relationships&lt;/span&gt; after all huh. Without them, what'd there be left to live for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As christians, I think our life's still all about relationships. But relationships with whom?&lt;br /&gt;There's only one that truly counts, and if this relationship doesn't mean more to us than the world, then maybe there's something we gotta start thinking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684939296102184391-9094005147855145942?l=ianleongsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9094005147855145942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684939296102184391&amp;postID=9094005147855145942' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/9094005147855145942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/9094005147855145942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/year-and-i-havent-found-out-what-labels.html' title='A year, and i haven&apos;t found out what labels are for.'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195036467377574033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684939296102184391.post-6550756058896531310</id><published>2008-07-06T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T04:00:22.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooooooooooooh val rocks :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684939296102184391-6550756058896531310?l=ianleongsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6550756058896531310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684939296102184391&amp;postID=6550756058896531310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/6550756058896531310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/6550756058896531310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/wooooooooooooh-val-rocks-d.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195036467377574033</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-3684939296102184391.post-4004658009960668153</id><published>2008-06-07T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T07:38:23.520-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='while stocks last (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I kid you not. quickly now'/><title type='text'>abt a million tag replies wtp.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;isnt a tagboard for everyone else to talk and not ask for replies and everything?! wtp. you people have Got to read up on what a blog is for. in essence, insulting people and trying not to get arrested or otherwise if you insult e wrong people. oh, and for blogging of course. how could i forget that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;(this counts as a new paragraph, fyi.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;lemme see. ok, starting from a month ago: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;yan- friendly is e understatement of the century luh. im positively overflowing with warmth and bursting with enthusiasm at the opportunity of meeting new people; but there Are exceptions of course (: hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liwen- hey! hmm. what d'you mean strong abt my faith? haha. btw how's aussie? xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone- something. so who are you?! yes, my pet dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne- haven't you ever wondered where tht smell in your room came from? i mean even You couldn't possible smell That bad xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robin and everyone else who complimented e survey- yay thanks! wdv you mean by good.haha. and screw surveys.they're vile evil things created to expose our deepest,darkest secrets. beware!!! muahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;zeejay- heyy PD! =P our class is like 10 times quieter la. traitor. xD jkjk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo- What?! me? lie? preposterous. away from me, treacherous blasphemer! well yes, it isnt surprising is it. being the subject of intense jealousy and envy never was the best way to make friends (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan- i know i drop bio alr la but still not free enough to make surveys right?!  haha. its shaun btw, and yeah, SLung rocks la =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;best enemy (talk about irony) - i'll take that as a compliment , thanks (: i Did! it died e night after you came over. must be trauma; or the shock.  poor poor me. sniff. :'( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny: who are you?? sure i will. you'd better do it, whoever you are (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;shawn: sorryyy, im a busy man xD  you also never reply my tag on your blog! non-existent as it may be =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;legends never die- i'll seriously prove your nick wrong e nxt time i see you, ingenious indiotic indian =P no im not, so be careful nxt time im around huh? anys, how's it like back in your, oh, rural, secluded village where your weekly allowance could build a palace? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;SinLih- yeahh sounds a bit like you doesnt it? =P jkjk. miss you mann.haha. hope you're enjoying aeronautical whatsit xD albeit wdv ulterior motives you may have regarding working on a plane with, hmm, quite a few air stewardess' (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ellie"- you did! isn't it alee?! =/ hmm. i've been deluded all my life then.hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitty- meow. who's passerby?! hahah. yeah she spelt it wrong too! wtp is yong kit man, kitty's e way to go xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaun- which shaun are you?!e only shaun i know pwns me in chem, which isnt saying much i guess. but stilll.. teacher?! curses in fashion now are they? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;val- this counts as an update doesnt it? (: it had better. aw crud i feel so honoured, tagged by none other than e vp =P hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee finally done. i meant every word i said. honest. do i Ever lie? (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;anyways, reaching 10 posts soon! how exciting. i should be named postman of the year; a highly coveted title im sure, but awarded none other to the one, the only, me. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;P.S. postman Pat almost beat me to it. Almost.  pity e peeps in charge thought he looked a tad too blue. now he has to work his head off and humiliate himself on national tv. what a loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now dont get jealous here; there're plenty of other amazingly prestigious awards to be won. all you have to do is email your neopets username and password to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;i_just_stole_your_neopets_account_hahaha@jeemail.com and stand a chance, a really small chance mind you, a really Really small chance, to win an autograph from the one, the only, (you guessed it), Me!!! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;so what are you waiting for, start emailing Now! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684939296102184391-4004658009960668153?l=ianleongsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4004658009960668153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684939296102184391&amp;postID=4004658009960668153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/4004658009960668153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/4004658009960668153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/abt-million-tag-replies-wtp.html' title='abt a million tag replies wtp.'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195036467377574033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684939296102184391.post-5282714813402915386</id><published>2008-05-09T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T23:13:20.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hope i wont be labeled an idiot for doing this.'/><title type='text'>survey?!? =/</title><content type='html'>I assure you, i was forced to do this. Coerced into doing it by a cruel, twisted and sadistic pri 6. =)&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Sometimes, honesty isn't the best policy. =P&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;1)Do you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on whether girls today start looking more like people and less like dogs. (No, i am Not gay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)What do you want the most right now?&lt;br /&gt;World Peace "v v" ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Who do you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;My pet dog. my secrets are safe with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Do you have confidence?&lt;br /&gt;That's confidential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)If you could have a dream come through,what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;That the person who made up this accursed survey had never been born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Are you satisfied with yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)What are you afraid to lose now?&lt;br /&gt;My sanity. What kind of survey Is this?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Do you believe in eternal love?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, from God, and Him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Have you broken someone's heart that he/she committed suicide?&lt;br /&gt;Oh suree lots of times. Eg Every time a girl asks me out and gets rejected. again. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)What do you hate most about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;The fact that i actually Agreed to do this survey. And that every one who looks at me gets jealous of Something =/ sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)What are the requirements that your other half must have?&lt;br /&gt;lots and lots of money =) jkjk. christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that I'm wasting my time doing things like surveys =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)Do you cherish every single second of your friendship?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly speaking, and i mean honestly, i get pretty bored sometimes, but i guess you could say i cherished them =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)Do you treasure your family?&lt;br /&gt;Do i have a choice =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)What do I love to do?&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)What  do you hope will always be there for you?&lt;br /&gt;Sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)What do you regret most in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Not doing more for my friends when i could have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)What kind of friend do you hope to be in your friend's eye?&lt;br /&gt;A friendly one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)What are you currently doing now?&lt;br /&gt;Wondering which imbecile came up with such an interesting survey question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)What do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;Chinese, duh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684939296102184391-5282714813402915386?l=ianleongsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5282714813402915386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684939296102184391&amp;postID=5282714813402915386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/5282714813402915386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/5282714813402915386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/survey.html' title='survey?!? =/'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195036467377574033</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-3684939296102184391.post-3089714398602702203</id><published>2008-05-05T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T08:22:00.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paragraphing should be banned.'/><title type='text'>Exams!! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  Cool &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;can &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;change &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;font &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;colour&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh well this colour's nice xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  anyways, exams/ tests are here! (yay (: ) jkjk. oh welll, here's wishing all you poor souls, i mean people taking exams all e best with everything! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  I know lotsa you ppl are stressed, but hang in there guys! Just do your best in everything and have no regrets whatever e results are! Christians, pray, study and leave e rest to God (: Besides, there's no point At All being stressed! Does it help in Any way whatsoever? As far as i know e only thing stress will give you is lots of needless, useless worrying, and excessive hair-loss. if you find out how running around like a headless chicken (quoted, by Sid xD ) or being so stressed you pull your hair out and end up looking like a particular teacher, or teachers *hint hint*  cos you're worried abt an exam is gonna help, feel free to share, im sure e world would Love to know =)  Then again, maybe if you look like those particular teachers you become brighter, or attain enlightenment. i wouldnt know =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  anyways, you get my point i hope. being stressed/ worriying is a total waste of time! research and surveys showed that most crap tht people worry abt is, well, crap =) And i think i might've read somewhere tht ppl who worry more die faster. maybe cos of heat stroke cos not enough hair, esp is Singapore=/ ahh. the mysteries of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  Besides, in e Bible, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Philippians 4:6 says "Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication(to ask for sth humbly), with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God." I guess we can learn that we should bring all of our needs and concerns to God in prayer rather than worry about them. so yes, i still doubt that around like headless chickens screaming blue murder before an exam is gonna help very much xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ok this paragraph, yes, the Whole thing (you shd be feeling sooo honoured now xD jkjk. ) is dedicated to a particular P6 who's super friendly, extremely smart, extraordinarily mature, brimming with all sorts of questions and most importantly, Loves God  (: Just wanna say tht whatever you may be going through, don't ever forget that God's always with you! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hebrews 13:5 says " ... God has said," never will I leave you, never will I forsake you", You might be hurt by different people in your life, life may seem unfair, you may feel tht life just sucks, and you may blame yourself for some crappy things that happen, but as a wise elephant once said, that's e devil's lie! =) So if you're feeling down and stuff, just talk to God and listen to what He's got to say to  you, I'm sure you'll feel better after that (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684939296102184391-3089714398602702203?l=ianleongsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3089714398602702203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684939296102184391&amp;postID=3089714398602702203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/3089714398602702203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/3089714398602702203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/exams.html' title='Exams!! =)'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195036467377574033</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-3684939296102184391.post-4454326397756583868</id><published>2008-04-04T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T09:06:25.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and the difference between lables and titles is?'/><title type='text'>where's the line?</title><content type='html'>due to popular demand, i have decided to take the intensely heavy burden of paragraphing upon myself and start hitting the enter key at random moments&lt;br /&gt;such as these. =) it counts for all i care.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways today's cf was really confusing. e worship part i mean. i dont mean any offence to anyone, but honestly is worship all about jumping around or singing loudly? can't we not sing yet worship God? Isn't worship just giving praise to God and however we do it is up to us? ugh this stuff is so confusing. i wish the bible would just tell us what to do in black and white and not have it so ambiguous =/&lt;br /&gt;Something else: how d'you know when a song isn't really worshipping God anymore? and those songs which talk about what WE're doing, abt how WE have to do such and such, about us doing stuff, be it for God or otherwise. is that really worship? or is it just inspirational talk put in a song with a nice tune? eg. All day-hillsongs? in what way is it worshipping God huh? Does it praise Him in any way? glorify Him at all? or does it just state what we're gonna do? then again, who cares what we're gonna do it isn't about us its abt giving God the glory! so why the pong are we singing about what WE're gonna do?!! zzz.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, do the lyrics and stuff really matter? as long as we have an attitude of giving glory to God with our voices or actions or stuff, isn't it worship already? or is worship singing words and meaning them? or is it singing words and meaning them with the attitude of giving God the glory? but like i said before, in what way is telling Him what we're gonna do praising Him or giving Him glory at all?! cos there're so many songs we sing during praise and worship sessions and stuff, but how many of these songs actually mean anything at all?! if you notice the lyrics of almost any song, almost every song has useless lines where e lyrics were put there simply cos they fit and sounded nice. is this worship or humans composing nice music and putting words like God and Jesus in it to make it seem christian?&lt;br /&gt;I realize these questions make it seem as if I'm diverting attention from the whole purpose of worship in the first place, which is to give God e glory, to all the minor technicalities, but i guess im just confused and curious about all these things, and i don't see them as as minor as some other people do  xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684939296102184391-4454326397756583868?l=ianleongsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4454326397756583868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684939296102184391&amp;postID=4454326397756583868' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/4454326397756583868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/4454326397756583868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/wheres-line.html' title='where&apos;s the line?'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195036467377574033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684939296102184391.post-1599762519090867448</id><published>2008-03-18T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T09:54:18.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i still stand by my stand that blogs are boring and a waste of time'/><title type='text'>tag replies!!!</title><content type='html'>i had no idea how to reply so many tags, retarded as some of them may have been. *cough* Ken *cough* so, Ken, i hope this counts as an UPDATE xD hehe. well i figured those children lovers (paedophiles! ji go bei) Might wanna kill me, being jealous of my looks, charm etc and all, but i DID give them a dollar for a measely lil paper star..surely that counts as insurance at the very least, doesnt it? =) besides, if those ungrateful brats still wanted to murder innocent 'lil me after ALL i've done for them (it was a hundred cents! a full hundred! i counted.) they'd probably send their old balding kungfu master thingys wouldnt they? any less would be an insult! those guys would be,what, 7 times my age? unfair advantage. hmph. They wouldn't be stupid enough to hire overweight sumo wrestlers of all people *cough* ken again *cough* ! you flatter yourself, boy. xD hehe jkjk. kell, for someone with nothing more to say you sure say a lot (: but i dont blame you. how could i? =/ don't you worry. i'll remember to send in that letter of recommendation to imh for you =) and this blogskin isn't plain! it is the very epitomy of pulchritude. you go keep working on your blogskins with funny codes and all that.showoffs. it'll never come Close to comparing with the unparalleled splendour and dazzling glamour of this one. calling this blogskin plain/ugly is tantamount to saying that modern/pop art is crap! (well fine it is, but just to prove my point) all you artists out there. how can you possibly stand for this?! it's heresy i say! those halfwits cannot appreciate the subtle beauty of art. they may be stupid, yes. some even go beyond that *cough* ken again again *cough* but let this not be a barrier. reveal to them the truth of modern art, that behind the facade of lots of rubbish and disgusting colours (which is, basically,what modern art is isn't it) , there is... ah there isnt anything after all! losers. xD ah nevermind lets move on. pretend that modern art isn't crap after all (: as i was saying.. ahem. show people that behind the facade of lots of rubbish and disgusting colours, lies the true resplendent beauty of modern art. and most importantly, obviously, show people/meows that my blogskin rocks xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684939296102184391-1599762519090867448?l=ianleongsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1599762519090867448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684939296102184391&amp;postID=1599762519090867448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/1599762519090867448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/1599762519090867448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/tag-replies.html' title='tag replies!!!'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195036467377574033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684939296102184391.post-1779515222187805682</id><published>2008-03-14T07:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T08:31:26.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can someone please tag about how to add a tagboard? oh nevermind.'/><title type='text'>THE POST 1</title><content type='html'>talking to random people you meet on the street to 1. ask them for surveys or 2. ask for money should be BANNED. honestly do i have "come approach me for whatever crap you have in mind! i have all e time in the world to entertain you guys!" written on my face?! cos 2 people approached me in the space one 10 mins. 1st guy abt some weird survey abt what teens do. he's working for a lost cause if you ask me. this is why so many people complain about a lack of time. they're just plain stupid. i mean, everyone knows all we get is 26 hours a day, right? talk about horrible time management. anw his qs were like: as a teenager, where do you like to hang out, what do you do in your free time.. etc? what is he, some kind of teenagerphiliac? that sicko. oh did i mention he's from nan hua too? *hint hint* i reiterate. sickos. oops. sicko i mean. xD  Anyways, after enduring 5 whole minutes of his &amp;amp;%*(@#, i finally managed to escape. (: lucky me. only to be confronted by this crazy madman jabbering off in CHINESE.WTP. he was holding this bunch of paper stars in his hand and i Think he was askin me to buy them.&lt;br /&gt; crazy chinese man: blablabla blablabla smkdnl;fouihxfdt&lt;br /&gt; chinese pro pretending to be chinese noob (yes, me ) : ???&lt;br /&gt; crazy chinese man: crap, crap and even more crap. did he think i actually understood?! his chinese was worse than mine man. lesson 1 of effective communication: just cos you're talkin really loudly and quickly doesn't mean your audience is actually listening. thank goodness i had earphones =)&lt;br /&gt; me: how much is 1 star thingy?&lt;br /&gt; him/ it (it was hard to tell) : mkvls;dfhoiuezrhfpox;f&lt;br /&gt; me: shut up.(ok i didnt say that exactly) how much is 1 star thingy?&lt;br /&gt; him: bmn;uhxdiurwe;oar&lt;br /&gt; me: wtp man. is a dollar enough?&lt;br /&gt; him: dmnkfiuxf&lt;br /&gt; so i take out a dollar and give it to him, take his star, tear it into a coupl'a pieces and walk away happy as ever =) call it cheap thrills, but in my extremely dangerous line of work, you learn to take the fun things in life where you can have 'em. you may not live to see tomorrow after all.. muahaha. ( no, this is NOT emo! )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684939296102184391-1779515222187805682?l=ianleongsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1779515222187805682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684939296102184391&amp;postID=1779515222187805682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/1779515222187805682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/1779515222187805682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/post-1.html' title='THE POST 1'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195036467377574033</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-3684939296102184391.post-7444828099986006364</id><published>2008-03-13T09:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T09:49:46.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese is evil. really really evil.'/><title type='text'>i really never knew this existed.</title><content type='html'>weee i feel like a kid who's found a toy i thought i'd lost! yeah right. i stand by my stand that blogs are 1. for emo people with too much time, 2. for really emo people with far too much time or 3. just people with too much time and no sense of time management whatsoever. like me =) now to  suan other blogs. hehe. look at all those fancy backgrounds and, er, skins do they call it? utter rubbish. all they do is distract you from the content of the blog (which is usually rubbish in itself fyi) and block the words you wanna read! and whats e whole point of a blog if ppl cant read e words huh, smart guy? idiots.heh. unlikes this blog, amazing background isnt it. i had a whole team of proffessionals working on it for years. some died working too =/ but it was all for the greater good =) oh, whats more, some people actually bother to change the cursor to funny shapes like a giant circle so you cant click on what you want. the world is full of genii  *note:artermis fowl rocks!* isnt it. just to top it all off, those incredible insensitive and inconsiderate nincompoops add MUSIC to their blogs! what the pong man. d'you have any idea how irritating it is to have a raving lunatic screaming facedown (how the heck d'you sing face-down anyways) interrupting your nice peaceful beetoven 's 9th symphony is?! ok my hands ache from all that typing. must've been what, a coupl'a million words? jiu chi ge bi. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684939296102184391-7444828099986006364?l=ianleongsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7444828099986006364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684939296102184391&amp;postID=7444828099986006364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/7444828099986006364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/7444828099986006364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-really-never-knew-this-existed.html' title='i really never knew this existed.'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195036467377574033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3684939296102184391.post-2800691709805726341</id><published>2008-03-13T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T09:31:00.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cool i never knew this existed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3684939296102184391-2800691709805726341?l=ianleongsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2800691709805726341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3684939296102184391&amp;postID=2800691709805726341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/2800691709805726341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3684939296102184391/posts/default/2800691709805726341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ianleongsblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/cool-i-never-knew-this-existed.html' title='cool i never knew this existed'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00195036467377574033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
