<?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-14762593</id><updated>2011-08-06T04:22:34.016+08:00</updated><category term='Teaching'/><category term='Emotional'/><category term='Daily rant'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Encouragement'/><category term='Revelation'/><category term='Testimony'/><category term='Moments'/><title type='text'>The Future's Amazing</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>336</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-3779158788625853478</id><published>2008-01-23T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:42:38.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, I have moved on to &lt;a href="http://mrroddy.wordpress.com"&gt;http://mrroddy.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See you there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-3779158788625853478?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3779158788625853478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=3779158788625853478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3779158788625853478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3779158788625853478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/01/moved.html' title='Moved!'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-9018038540782777450</id><published>2008-01-16T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T01:44:10.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Afraid?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As the day draws nearer, fear begins to set in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess I have too much time to think about it and that's why I'm having fear in me. I'm not bombarded with assignments from school just yet and with that ample time that I have in my hands, not really that much but more than what others have, I begin to think of many things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/results2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Speculate no longer. It's not going to be released on the 18th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, the Os results. After months and months of pushing myself and going forth, it all comes back to me in one slip of paper. I don't really know how much I will score, with all the scoring background that I have, mid-years as well as prelims, I didn't score as well as many others and that was when my faith leaked and I began to doubt at times. But seriously, it took my lots of faith to really believe for what God has installed for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It just seemed to be like weeks ago that I was doing up my D&amp;amp;T folio, getting ready for submission, stayed back late in school to complete my folio as well as to study, but in actual fact just a little. It's just those times which made Sec 4 fun and it's all these things which Sec 4 was all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I remember all the time, my report book comes back with all kinds of results. I'm not like a perfect scorer of 6 or neither am I a slacker with results of 54. I'm just an average person though, but lower than average in the sense compared to the whole level of Sec 4s. People ask me what happened and seriously, I don't know. I studied and I made sure my studying methods are suitable for me and effective as well, but somehow the results were just not coming out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I blogged about the greatness and the goodness of God all the time. And I'm sure people will begin to doubt that when I get back my results and to their standard, it isn't good. But I don't really care much about that. Everyone has their own right to believe in what they believe in and for my case, I'm believing in a God whose ways and thoughts are higher than ours so for many people it's difficult for them to accept it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Many people have different expectations of their own: Smart kids will cry if they get 10. Average kids will cry if they get 25 or something. I don't know, I'm just guessing around. Afterall, I don't see why people have to judge each other based on their own results and using theirs as a benchmark to gauge others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Increasing competitiveness amongst peers brings about peer pressure. How many can really say they study because they love the subject, and not because others are doing well and they're not? No point studying if you're doing so because of peer pressure. What's the point my friend? Especially when you're not enjoying what you're studying and doing so for the sake of doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But we really don't have any choice, do we? I'm just like any other victims of Singapore's education system. If I have the chance, I would love to choose my own subject combination. Throw away Geography Elect. and replace it with Photography; something like that. With that, I will definitely love to study but no, this is not reality. This is just a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But in anything that happens, I'll give thanks to God, for if not for Him I will not have survived till today. Haha, thank God for no more suicidal thoughts. Haha, some of you will be surprised. A jovial person like me could have suicidal thoughts before? Oh, yes, that's true. Haha, but that was a long long time ago. Once upon a time. My fulfilling life now comes from the Lord. Praise the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Sidetracking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Ez-link.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;(Not a good job done. I can't be bothered doing a good one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm still fed up with what the garmen is doing. Even before my school starts I have to pay adult fare already. What is this? I went to purchase a concession pass at the start of this month and the lady at the Ticketing counter told me that I have another half a month left before my card expires. So I thought, no point purchasing a concession pass when I spend like $30 on transport within half a month and that's the same amount I have to pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the exact date of 15 January 08, my concession privileges were cut off. Only except for now I get to enjoy student meals from Macdonald's', Burger King and KFC. I'll be getting my Matriculation Card this Friday, which is the 18th. I mean like, come on lah, 3 days only, you so niao (stingy) for what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Money has been deducted from my EZ-Link card like the water of the river flowing downstream. And the minimum top-up value of my card must be $10. Wah lao, now I want to go somewhere far to galan galan also must think twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The only advantage that JC people have is that they still pay a concession fee of $27.50 while I have to pay $52. This is utter crap I tell you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-9018038540782777450?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/9018038540782777450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=9018038540782777450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/9018038540782777450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/9018038540782777450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/01/afraid.html' title='Afraid?'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-5092122840564496155</id><published>2008-01-14T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T02:10:01.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Different</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It has been a long while since I last updated, but if I update everyday it means something is wrong with my life, as in I must be bored with my life and it's something which isn't true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, school's going to start for me this Friday so for those who are hating me for I'm still playing can now rejoice cause they now know that I'm going to study in a matter of days from now. Haha, but really, I don't see myself being as stress as they are now even with all the project work that I have cause at least I know and I have the assurance that I'm doing something along the line of th things which I enjoy doing. So I'm not going to study Chem or Physics in such great detail like the JC people are now, although my course do involve some Physics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just a little sidetrack, I've thought of abandoning this blog and then going on to another host, Wordpress actually, but now I'm thinking again. I got really excited cause I managed to find some nice Wordpress templates which are free and much better looking than those which they offer and only when I tried applying that template to my home page I realised that I have to pay a monthly fee; to subscribe to a customizable CSS template, which got me really pissed off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now I know why people like Amirul and Ming Jie choose that template for their Wordpress site cause the exact template that both of them are using now happen to be the best looking template out of those which Wordpress offers for free. Damn Wordpress lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm just getting bored of my current skin till I'm starting to hate how my blog looks like already. I might just abandon this site one day; I never thought I would say this, but yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Everyone is like mugging like mad now, well, for TK people it's just purely because of peer pressure, except for those who are muggers themselves by nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Mickypolice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Something which I found online which is pretty interesting. Nowadays the Police Force are getting more and more creative, and inculcating some psychological aspects into their work as well. This pictures is definitely trying to psycho people in getting them into a state of confusion so that they can do their work better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mickey's gone bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Seriously bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bad mouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now with the 4 days that I'm left with of educational freedom I'm going to do all those things which I've been putting aside for quite some time, going to spend time reading at home. Haha, oh I'm blessed with Harvest Times from City Harvest Church and it's a great magazine filled with sermons and articles worth while reading. Haha, if you're interested in knowing how to find your life partner, do tell me for this current copy has an article on it. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The older I get the more things I got to leave behind. That's life&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Got this from the movie Rocky Balboa. It really is true. I sat myself down and as I evaluated my life and plan things ahead of what I'll be aiming for and going through in the future, I realised that I've already left many things behind along the way as I proceeded along with my life during the transition from primary to secondary school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The memories will definitely stay, but in the realistic realm, friendships and relationships have been dropped. And now as everyone is going their own ways, I feel that it's going to take place again. I hope and pray that it change will not be drastic, but it's something inevitable, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The route that I take in my life seems to be a contrast from what the others would take. Going to church and committing my life in it for once, and going to Poly to continue my studies is another example. Not many people around me are taking the same route in life as me. And as I continue going forward, people seem to be dropping from my life, loss of contact, never communicate as much as we used to; things like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ah, I'm just being random. It's already 2:10 am and I can't sort my thoughts out properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-5092122840564496155?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5092122840564496155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=5092122840564496155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5092122840564496155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5092122840564496155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/01/different.html' title='Different'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-3750358406930348886</id><published>2008-01-04T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T21:59:30.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimony'/><title type='text'>Amazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's amazing how when you act in obedience what God has told you to do, you will be blessed. Not just blessed, but really blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's amazing how just one word I received from God has put me in an amazing destiny in His house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Joining the choir wasn't my usual interest and passion, but I acted on the Word of God and I've then stepped into an amazing destiny in His house. Hallelujah. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mrroddy.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/12/1?xurl=%2Fphotos%2Fphoto%2F12%2F1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Choir1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mrroddy.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/12/3?xurl=%2Fphotos%2Fphoto%2F12%2F3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Choir2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mrroddy.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/12/5?xurl=%2Fphotos%2Fphoto%2F12%2F5"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Choir3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mrroddy.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/12/8?xurl=%2Fphotos%2Fphoto%2F12%2F8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Choir4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, quite a few unglam pictures with my my mouth open cause they were taken while I was singing. Haha, yeah, all it takes is for you to obey what God tells you to do, He'll amaze you in all ways you will never expect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not making it into TK Choir doesn't mean I can't sing. Haha, God's been keeping me and holding me back to allow me to step into my destiny only 4 years later. 4 years might seem a long time, but it's over that fast. Haha, I'm not only going to sing, but I'm going to sing for His glory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Schools like TK might have conductors like Mr Nelson Kwei to conduct the whole choir, but HOGC has Mr Alvaro Sanchez to conduct the Hearts' Symphony, Chinese Orchestra and the Choir. Like I said before, God works in ways higher than ours; His thoughts are higher than ours and His ways are higher than our ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Non-believers will not understand what it means to be able to communicate with God cause all that people think of Christians are that we pray and worship that's all. Almost every single religion in this world pray and worship their own gods. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Christianity is different; It's a relationship with God. It's not a one-way, but rather a two-way communication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is my very own testimony of how God works in our lives. Haha, searching for a purpose in life? This is it, my brother. All I did was to take an alternative route in life 2 years ago, an alternative life that most people won't take but for those who have experienced it and drew nearer to it as each day passes have never regretted holding on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-3750358406930348886?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3750358406930348886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=3750358406930348886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3750358406930348886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3750358406930348886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/01/amazing.html' title='Amazing'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-7608005768517411080</id><published>2008-01-01T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:41:44.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Leakage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is just like any other day when my faith leaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There are many instances that I can pray, just that I keep focusing on what's in the natural till I'm blind to the supernatural, usually for at least a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It takes so much faith, so much more than the usual for this instance. 5,279 km / 3,280 miles away from the shore of Singapore and I don't have a pair of eyes like God's that can oversee the world, and into lives of each individual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's so much easier to just put your trust into something which you can see with your own pair of eyes, cause you know what's going on and you can really see the move of God in a particular matter or person. For this case, I can't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Prayers that move mountains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Prayers that move the heart of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm moving towards that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Prayers that simply comes out of the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's just down to 1 month. Just 1 month. And all dumb supermarkets are blasting Chinese New Year music like it's tomorrow or something and it justs irritates the crap out of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need to go in strong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Go in strong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Go in strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-7608005768517411080?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7608005768517411080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=7608005768517411080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7608005768517411080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7608005768517411080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2008/01/leakage.html' title='Leakage'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-1834963950098291253</id><published>2007-12-25T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T22:55:35.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Impartation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Time With God today in church has really brought me up to another level of thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As Pastor shared his heart for church and began to share more about his life, it's really a loud wow, of how Pastors lead their lives, very much like us of how we serve them and the church, is really like how they serve Pastor Kong, just that at a much higher level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's really an eye-opener of how Pastors pay attention to small details and are able to see things from different perspective and switch from another from a Pastors level to our level, coming down to our level to talk to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I always have doubts in my life and God never fails to reveal to me the answers. It might take time and most of the time answers do not come immediately right after I've asked them, but God chooses to reveal them to me in a way that I cherish the answers even more and at the time when I'm the most receptive and I'm open in the spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How God has put me into TP, how He has arranged for me to go through DPA and all those interviews and get into the course Mechatronics, I've always asked myself and Him the reason of that. Just to share with you, it's only weeks back where I visited Temasek Poly's website and checked out the page for the cut-off points of various courses; and the interesting thing (I don't know if I should be glad or feeling wasted) is that the cut-off point for my course is 24, which makes no sense for me to opt that course for DPA cause I'm very sure I can easily get in that course when I get back my results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm so sure that many of your reactions would be like, "Ah, that's so wasted. You should of opt for another course." However, the problem is I didn't know my course cut-off point until a few weeks back and when I was suppose to apply for DPA, the cut-off points were not being posted on any of the Poly's website, so there's absolutely no way that it could have made known to me that the course that I opted for is that "lousy", in that sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I finally know the reason of why God arranged this for me, like how God has put me into TK. An opportunity for me to grab; a window of Heaven opened for my salvation. And I'm sure that now being posted to TP, I'm in to do greater things for Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This will be one of those times where God will arrange things for me in my life which I don't see the purpose in it, but I'm going to humble myself and pray, that my spirit will be open for revelation regarding it in the future. And with an answer, "No wonder..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/DSC00199_edited_resized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I miss those times in the Chem lab where we'll get soot while doing experiments involving flame and in order to get rid of those soot fast cause Mrs Tan never fails to release us late for recess. Old school method: All nitrates are soluble, therefore we pour nitric acid down like there's no tomorrow and scrub them off. Ah, I will never be able to enjoy the thrill of what Leon Koh did, calling the Fire Department reporting that the school's chem lab and Kee Hoe was on fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;School's gonna start on the 18th for me and I'm so not ready. TP sent me a letter inviting me to join their Open House when I'm already enrolled into the school and so my reaction was, What for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm gonna shop for clothes, shop for proper sandles and shorts for Poly next year. Haha, one thing good about Poly is that I need not allow my legs to be kept covered by material especially in a hot weather which S'pore is always having. Whee, my leg hairs gonna grow even more due to air circulation and I'm still not going to shave them off, neither am I going to wax my legs. Leg hair is Men's prized procession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-1834963950098291253?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1834963950098291253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=1834963950098291253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1834963950098291253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1834963950098291253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/12/impartation.html' title='Impartation'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-8824757042837963773</id><published>2007-12-23T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T02:54:13.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" We wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, early Merry Christmas to you guys and my church celebrated early this year cause the 25th is on a Tuesday so service would be the weekend before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Christmas1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Christmas2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Christmas3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Christmas4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Christmas5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Christmas6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, 2 more pictures with the CG people and those invited to come for service. Haha, it's really amazing how like the Westerns portray in films that there will always be a photo booth during Prom Night and yet Singapore doesn't have one most of the time, and yet during Christmas we have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isn't it amazing that everything is done by in-house people? Decorations by our very own Decor Ministry, lights by our own Lights Ministry and the photographs taken by our own Photography Ministry. Everything done by our in-house people. Haha, I'm living in an awesome awesome time with an awesome awesome church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The elves are really cute! Haha, Christmas celebration this year was never like the other years, this year with a really big bang with all the activities we've organised and especially we have more space around the church to move and gather around, everything seems better now. Another worry, we will outgrow the place in no time; Singpost will soon no longer to hold us anymore and we will have to move to a bigger, bigger place. That would be another step towards having our own building with an auditorium under the stars and full of glass! Haha, I still remember every single detail of what Pastor shared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The whole group of us just hung out at Marina Square's long stairs down and we basically owned that place. Oh my oh my, that's like only 2 zones together and we've totally utilised the whole place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time with God tomorrow till 12 and I'm still thinking on whether I should stay overnight or not. Heart of God Church has truly become my home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I live in it, I sleep in it, I take care of it, I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-8824757042837963773?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8824757042837963773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=8824757042837963773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8824757042837963773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8824757042837963773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-2780682520250373109</id><published>2007-12-21T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T01:23:51.567+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moments'/><title type='text'>Distance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have come home with a heavy heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today is the day which I have come to realised one thing: The damage of distance in relationship can cause destruction and shatters the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ah, although it's something of like a sharing session of how each of our lives were, after all these things that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; have shared with me really hit my heart. After all that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; went through, all these time, I wasn't there. I said I would; I said that I would be there, but the fact that I didn't know the slightest about what happened made me feel very guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The thought of how much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; went through during this period was like slaps to my face, about I was alive and kickin' and yet I wasn't able to do anything for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; and how I lived each day of my life as it was and yet on the other hand, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; were going through so much and I didn't even asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; were doing and showered love and concern over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It has left me speechless, throughout the whole time. If &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; would have realised why I didn't speak or say much was because I didn't know how to respond. No matter how much I say I understand how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; felt and what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;went through, I can never do it cause it has never happened to me before and I will be a real liar to say truthfully that I do. That's the reason why I kept looking at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, but I didn't say much for I know whatever I say will never hide the pain, the agony that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; suffered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Allow me for at least the next 3 years of my life, allow me to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; through this time. It's really amazing how paths crossed each other and we're still in contact with each other. I feel indebted to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; for all that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; have done for me all these years and yet I've never really done anything much for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Allow me to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; through every single thing of your life. Good times or bad times, let me be there for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. I've never regretted a single moment that I've spent with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; and those times are still clearly in my mind. It seems like yesterday which I've meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; for the first time, talked to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; for the first time and became part of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; life. I've never regretted knowing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; and it's a blessing actually, to be able to know someone like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Allow me to do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-2780682520250373109?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2780682520250373109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=2780682520250373109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2780682520250373109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2780682520250373109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/12/distance.html' title='Distance'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-986928035248768414</id><published>2007-12-17T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T04:07:47.307+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Logic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Countdown3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, just had a fun day just hanging out and fellowshipping with the Ops people as well as choir. Our own hoGc version of the song "I Will Follow Him" has already taken form and we'll be having an audition with Pastors this Wednesday. Haha, it's really amazing when you listen to God when He speaks to you and just doing what He told you to do, you will never look back and regret taking that step of faith. God is amazing, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, the movie The Warlord is kind of messy, when it comes to the storyline, (spoilers), it's about this guy (Jet Li) a general who lost a battle because his allies just stood there and watch them battle and not lending a helping hand. He met 2 other bandits and then they become blood brothers, taking the blood oath, swearing that although they're birthed differently, but they will die similarly. And also, elimination will take place to whatever or whoever threatens the ties of the blood brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So basically, the whole movie is about 3 men who came from different background coming together, and then working their way up from scratch as normal soldiers to becoming generals and winning battles. All the violence and stuff aside, all 3 of them die in the end and there's so much politics and complexity in the whole storyline that you just want to give up understanding it halfway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wonder how this kind of film could be nominated for global film awards and yet the Americans do not understand the show but by only through subtitles. All of them like the violence and gore, why am I not surprised..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Christmas is coming in a few days time and wow, a year has passed just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;If only I had more time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-986928035248768414?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/986928035248768414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=986928035248768414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/986928035248768414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/986928035248768414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/12/logic.html' title='Logic'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-264557279449094303</id><published>2007-12-16T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T23:21:27.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelation'/><title type='text'>New Ground</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Countdown2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A revelation about life every single night as I go through a whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Blogging is about typing down thoughts but I hope that when one fine day I start reading my archives, I will see how much I've grown in terms of thinking and perspective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A lack of communication results in a breakdown in a friendship/relationship. How true. Many people are working now and yeah, no longer talked like everyone used to and seriously things are starting to feel weird for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Not being critical nor skeptical, but there are all kinds of people in this world and who am I to judge them with what I know? There is only a limit of things I can say and do, but in the end it will be them who make the decisions. I can only be there to give advice and comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The power of the media is real great to the extent that it enhances your imagination; Some things could be as simple as it is but yet with the influence of the media, you will begin to think of different kinds of outcomes for that particular situation, sometimes creating unnecessary fear and worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm a victim of the media. But again, who am I to judge those people? They are victims of media too, like shows of how girls are tricked into going out and then taken advantage of, but really, in some cases things do not happen the way how the media has portrayed it to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Above all these things, all I can say is: Exercise caution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Deuteronomy 3:22&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;22 You must not fear them, for the LORD your God Himself fights for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How true, how true. Know no fear, for the Lord fights my battles for me. Throughout these few weeks it has become real clear to me of how important prayer is and how it really springs you forward to handle things in life better, now with prayer, you incorporate faith and boldness into what you do, and results in gaining new ground; conquering obstacles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-264557279449094303?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/264557279449094303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=264557279449094303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/264557279449094303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/264557279449094303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-ground.html' title='New Ground'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-609953026811337720</id><published>2007-12-15T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T04:31:41.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Responsibilty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Countdown.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's gonna be 10 long days and in the meantime, I will be a lonely person on MSN. Haha, it has left me no meaning in coming online for the next 10 days because everyone's working and I won't really have much time too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Notice the time which the post is posted: It shows my life at the present now. Sleeping at odd timings even though school for me will be starting soon. Haha, so many people have been posted to MJ but they will still all start lessons earlier than me. So congrats to those who have been posted to the school of their choice. All the best to you people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I haven't been updating cause I didn't have the time to, VBS was just a blast and overwhelming for me, but I've learned how to stretch myself and enlarge my capacity. Waking up at 6:30 and only sleeping around 12 for 6 days. That's like going to school and staying late in the COE just to complete the D&amp;amp;T Folio. Haha, those old times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My life just seems to get more exciting as time passes by. Going up levels in Sound and just helping out in Ops, meeting new people and knowing them better. Haha, I just can't wait for '08 to arrive, not because there will be school, but rather participating in what God's going to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It is another 2 weeks or so where the '08 will be ushered in and bam, a new chapter, a new year. Seriously, after PSLE everyone wrote on cards or class photos, FF (Friends Forever). How true is that when you think back now? I don't think anyone has done that now cause they've realised that it's not gonna be true either. I do not want my "Goodbye" to last for the rest of my life. Goodbyes are never easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Secondary school, everyone grows older, understands and sees things better. People come and go, but I don't wish to see it happen in my case. As I stood there, sitting in my chair and watching the sun rise, I was on the com the whole night and just spending a night chatting online with her made me understand something: There are people out there who really wants to know what their purpose living on earth is and is willing to go through all cost to find it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Non-believers of the Word will need to find their own dreams in order to sustain them or else they won't be able to lead a good life cause it will be a meaningless one. On the other hand, believers who have found their destiny in God seems to take things easier in the sense that they need not search for their purpose cause we have already found it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Would you want to spend your whole life looking, in search of your purpose or do you want to make a move now and save all that trouble?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Learning about the End Times stirred fear in my heart. God is always full of grace and mercy, but when it comes to the matter, the issue of believing or not becomes so clearly important. To have eternal life in Heaven or be banished to the Lake of Fire? I'm responsible for the lives of those around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;I am a dreamer but when I wake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;And as you move on, remember me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Remember us and all we used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;I've watched you sleeping for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;I'd be the father of your child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;I'd spend a lifetime with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;I know your fears and you know mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;We've had our doubts but now we're fine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;And I love you, I swear that's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;I cannot live without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, I don't usually listen to James Blunt but I have to say that this song is lyrical and really touching. I was just sitting in the castle, attending Worship Prac and Resonance was just practicing How Great Is Our God and apparently, they did an improvisation to the intro for the Acoustic Guit and it sounded like Goodbye My Lover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It just got me thinking about the song and I nearly burnt my finger while soldering wires. Haha, nice lyrical song but sang by a not so good singer. Haha, imagine the song being sung by a guy with a bassy voice, it will sound better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just on a side note, Chipmunk videos are funny. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-609953026811337720?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/609953026811337720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=609953026811337720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/609953026811337720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/609953026811337720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/12/responsibilty.html' title='Responsibilty'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-7527224732451085875</id><published>2007-11-30T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T20:33:43.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>DIY Ad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Properties.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whee, 2GB of RAM thanks to Sitex for offering me such a great deal. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm like having a monster laptop, although now most laptops come with 2GB RAM, I fixed mine myself. So with relation to laptops bought a year ago, mine is considered a monster laptop already. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's so much cheaper when you DIY, so thanks to Sitex for bringing in dealers which sell computer parts. But still I have to say, Sim Lim Square is so much better. You get deals that you don't normally get from IT Fairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hurray to DIY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-7527224732451085875?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7527224732451085875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=7527224732451085875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7527224732451085875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7527224732451085875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/11/diy-ad.html' title='DIY Ad.'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-3015216169033483942</id><published>2007-11-29T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T22:53:24.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelation'/><title type='text'>Looking back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mum's so eager to chase me out of my study room till she started packing my stuff for me, taking the initiative to throw all my books and worksheets into boxes which she brought home from office and now my room is messier than before, actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is again one of those times where you would stumble upon old stuff, probably years back and you have forgotten about it already. Now it comes back and it's fresh in your memory, your mind once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I once wrote a poem for Create '05, the very same year I got saved, or rather 2 months after I got saved and during that time, I was writing my own poems, wasn't at Shakespeare's level then, but amateur poems which you normally don't send it for competitions cause you know you have no chance of winning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So here it goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's You In My Heart&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My life was once in darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't know what love was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My body was in complete weakness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mind and soul weren't working as one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My life stayed the same until one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A voice spoke into my heart;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Walk with me and I'll show you the light."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I asked myself  "Is it some magic?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No, because it was Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God, Your love has touched my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You sent Jesus to die for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm washed clean of my sins by His blood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And made righteous with His sacrifice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He gave me hope to live on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If not for Him I would have disappeared; gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I'm down and fallen into darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was He who sent His angels to guide me along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the day I accepted Him into my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I pledged eternal loyalty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Walking with Him forever in faith,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With the word "Jesus" on my heart engraved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Although my poem I would say wasn't very well written, the words at the back don't rhyme and so on, so Lit students please do not criticise my work. Can't expect much from me then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nevertheless, I expressed out what I was feeling then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes people would think that Christians that they've met, Oh, they live their lives in such utmost righteousness, they don't smoke, they don't commit adultery, they don't murder, and some of them to even stay pure and holy, do not drink. Christians they've met are able to think out their lives properly, living a life of organization but not of mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have people telling me, Rod, you're really a great guy, despite of worldly influences you managed to stay strong in your faith and not compromising on your convictions. I'm not being boastful here but I would say, thank you for your compliment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But really, is it me who made me who I am today? It is me who made myself able to think maturely, planning my life properly and being righteous at the same time, despite living in a fallen world? Is it really me who made me who I am today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, no. Definitely not. All these is only made possible because I have a God whose ways and thoughts are not mine, but higher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I typed this post earlier on around 5 plus and I found myself being unable to type what I want to express, and I turned to the Word of God, I turned towards more of  revelations, more about Him. After so, I finally managed to express my thoughts easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In Search Of A Purpose.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Many people wonder how devoted Christians are able to lead our lives to the fullest, no matter how busy we are, how tied down we are, we will always attend church services on weekends, go to church on weekdays also to offer our help to our Ministries and at the same time lead our lives in school, in work and still progress in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The resolution of an identity crisis is common to all human beings. We all struggle time and to determine, “Who am I?”, “Why am I?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is who we think we are. There is who we want people to think we are, but then there is who we really are. God knows who we really are. People do crazy things because they’re trying to discover who they are. People smoke, people drink, people drive themselves to doing weird and crazy stuff cause on the inside, they have yet to really know who they are, they haven't found themselves yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's out of your identity comes your sense of value, your sense of worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Low self-esteem exists when you don’t value who you are. And if you don’t, you tend to want to be someone else. And that someone you want to be may not be who you think they are. The younger generations, people whom we call Ah Lians and so on, they dress like their friends or pop stars because they want to be like them, they don't have self-esteem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People will never value you the way God does. Because the value that people place on you tends to be emotionally-driven. Think back, do you remember those times when you quarrel with your best friend and the next thing you know, the whole friendship crumbles right in before your eyes. The term "best friend" doesn't apply in reality in this sense. Why? Because the value which people place on you tends to be emotionally-driven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We make a terrible mistake when we try to draw our self-esteem, our self-worth from other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;However, the only one whom can give you a consistent sense of value and worth is God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The beginning of the resolution of an identity crisis is to discover your value to your Heavenly Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People tell me, " I don't believe what you said just now, about Jesus being the only way to Heaven". It's really okay you know, cause I didn't say it, God said it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you mess up your life, your value in God doesn’t change because God’s graciousness never falters. But if you mess up your life with people, your value changes, it can drop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The bible says, “That all things were created through Him, and for Him.” Therefore if you want to know your value and your purpose in your life, you can only do so with your association with Him. Apart from Him, you cannot appreciate your purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All these are practical yet spiritual advice. You want to know your purpose in life, who you are and why are you living on earth, go to God and He'll give you an answer which satisfy your question about your life. Again, I didn't say this, God said it; It's all in the bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-3015216169033483942?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3015216169033483942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=3015216169033483942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3015216169033483942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3015216169033483942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/11/looking-back.html' title='Looking back'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-3463340633572174463</id><published>2007-11-28T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T23:01:19.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Creation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/281120070012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In an attempt to style my hair in a way that I regain my center parting, something which I do not have since the age of 6, the result will look like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She told me, "I like your previous hairstyle during primary school". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I replied, "It was like growing an evergreen!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She replied with laughter, "More like everblack"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She asked me while having dinner, "Is this the hairstyle which you're going to have while in Poly?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I replied, "Yes!" Immediately, no questions asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;God made me with an unique face structure which looks nice only with flat-top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am fearfully and wonderfully made by God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Amen. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-3463340633572174463?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3463340633572174463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=3463340633572174463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3463340633572174463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3463340633572174463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/11/creation.html' title='Creation'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-6095176202018342285</id><published>2007-11-25T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T23:22:16.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelation'/><title type='text'>Move</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've received my Poly enrollment letter already, which actually I should have earlier but I was in camp and all so I opened the letter box much letter than the sent date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will have to go for a check-up, X-ray and all that nonsense to clarify that I'm medically fit to study the course and I really think all these are really unnecessary, for me cause like, I have to spend extra money just to go for a check-up and I also have to pay S$150 for the 8 weeks of orientation course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The thought of school next year just really makes me go Sian. So so so so sian. It's not like I regret making a decision to go to Poly now, but it's like, new environment and all, I don't know if I can adapt quick, fast and at the same time be able to progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The thought of doing project work makes me go sian. It really depends on who you make friends who and you are in your clique which decides your ultimate fate: Results. Make lousy friends on the first day of school and you end up doing project work with them, you are literally dead in advance. You might as well commit suicide cause you won't live well for the next 3 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The thought of going through normal Singaporean life just makes me go sian. My parents told me about their plans that they have for my life, going through Poly for 3 years, go through Army, work for a year and then send me overseas for further studies. Once I get my degree, I'll be back in Singapore to pursue a job. This is something which almost all Singaporeans do; go through the education system, work, have a family, work to provide for the family, retire and then wait for death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's so "the way it always has been" till you're pretty much sick of it even when you have no experienced it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Despite all these, I love my Life. I love it more than anything else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After having a meeting with Pastor Lia really inspired to love my life even more. Even though this is just the month of November in the year 2007, Pastor Lia is already looking forward to '08, how exciting it would be and how powerful Heart Of God Church would be when the first batch of people go full time in Ministry. There are going to be more Charlestons, more Garretts, more Dominics running around in church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's really exciting to know that Ny Gen will be launched in Singapore next year, (I actually know the exact date cause I had a peek at the order of service). Haha, I'm really thankful to God for putting me in such a powerful and great church; We're already planning events taking place next year when the month of December has yet to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is how serious we are about the Work of God, this is how serious we are when we say we want to take the younger generations and impacting people from all generations and all walks of life. This is exactly how serious we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's really a joy to be part of a move of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-6095176202018342285?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6095176202018342285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=6095176202018342285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6095176202018342285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6095176202018342285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/11/move.html' title='Move'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-5500937454033759001</id><published>2007-11-21T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T00:24:35.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Sleep...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't know how I should be feeling right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes you stumble across things which you absolutely don't wanna see, or rather you have no intention of seeing it, and now it gets stuck in my head. Trying to push it out the sea of thoughts in my mind right now, making me having a headache due to the lack of sleep from class chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe it's just making the wrong judgments, making the wrong decisions on how I should feel about it when you have a headache and yet you can't help it but keeping dwelling on it. Every one has their own private space and I have no rights to judge or feel anything in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Crap, sleep is really important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I have to say that that night was the only night which I managed to become hyper the next morning despite totally not sleeping at all. But the truth is, when you pay later, you always pay more. I have learned my lesson to sleep next time especially when you have intensive stuff the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I nearly wanted to fall asleep on the sound console. Crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Apart from just being all random, class chalet was great, as usual every single time except that many couldn't come or had to leave early, with people like Gary coming only for a few hours and had to leave for his flight for Beijing. Haha, have fun eating your Peking Duck there, Gary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I didn't really take much photos this time, something which is of surprise cause maybe circumstances didn't really offer me the opportunities to whip out my camera whenever I felt like snapping photos and that explains the few snaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As I'm typing this post right now, some of them are still at Downtown enjoying their beauty sleep for which they had been deprived of last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;B &amp;amp; C Zone camp is gonna start in about 10 hours time, with relation to this post in terms of time and I have yet to pack my stuff yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So alright, cobwebs shall grow on this webpage for 3 days and I won't probably update about the camp cause there would be so much stuff happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-5500937454033759001?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5500937454033759001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=5500937454033759001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5500937454033759001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5500937454033759001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/11/sleep.html' title='Sleep...'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-2804046417457283798</id><published>2007-11-19T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T02:53:37.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelation'/><title type='text'>Level Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, I just came back from supper with the ex C5 people and we literally had a great time talking to each other. Haha, although some of us has been transferred to other CGs and we no longer talk to each other as much as the past, to the extend of like every day, you can just feel the culture, the things that we talk about, its all there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Things that we talked about, jokes to serious stuff like VBS, I'm totally in awe of what happened tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's like, the culture is already there. The Presence of the Lord can be easily manifested when the culture is there, when the people speaks with faith, life and godly things. I can just feel the Presence of the Lord there, even though it's just supper and we're fellowshipping, it's neither a prayer meeting or a gathering. It's just something as simple as fellowshipping, eating supper and the Lord was there with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I used to yearn for things like that in the past, you know, when your parents control you too much, control your activities with your friends and when the moment comes, you go straight into it with a bang you just don't care about the consequences and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All these have taught me one thing: I've grown. I've grown throughout my walk with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being in Ops has put me in a position that I totally humble myself, and I will not boast about what I know. Basically, every single person in the Ops office has their own strength and weakness and their own area of specialty. I seek advice from Melvin when it comes to matters of Lights, and I seek help from people like Wei Chao about sound. The thing is this, when you humble yourself before Him, you will stand to gain a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After all, it's Him who gave me this talent to be a person who works best with hands-on. It's Him who gave me the ability to pick up things fast just by the power of observation. Even though Wei Chao is like a year younger than me, yes, I humbled myself and learned from him, because I know that there are things which he knows and I doesn't, that's what make him a great sound crew as he is today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being in Ops has taught me to think more maturely than I used to, to be more straightforward. Working with people like Brother Sky, Brother Jon and Wei Hao, who have been with the church since it's very beginning, there's just so much to learn from them, so much things that I can partake from them from every single assignment they give me. The thought of the Christian maturity that they have just pushes you to up yourself by levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, some of you might take it as I'm just killing my time by helping out in church, see what I can contribute to and just kill my time. Haha, all these that I've just said are just small little things which I have learned since the very day I went back on Ministry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1 Corinthians 15:58&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Therefore, my beloved brethren, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that your labor is not in vain in the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just love the way how Ops people work. Wei Hao had this verse written on a post it and he pasted on the monitor of his desktop. And as I stumbled upon it, I was amazed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was really considering and thinking about what Ops meant to me and if I was really meant to serve in Ops. A high price to pay: Most of time will be spent in church, loss of time with friends, loss of personal time and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 Corinthians 15:58 was my answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My labor is not in vain in the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-2804046417457283798?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2804046417457283798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=2804046417457283798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2804046417457283798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2804046417457283798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/11/level-up.html' title='Level Up'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-565985303328122514</id><published>2007-11-16T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T23:40:34.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>The Night, After</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://mrroddy.multiply.com/photos/album/9/Graduation_Night"&gt;Prom Night Photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, yeah, here are the photos and I've uploaded into my Multiply site, there wasn't much of a group photo but rather individuals so I decided not the mass send but rather allow you guys to choose what you want, according to your preference and that you may download them at your own will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I might update this space for sneak previews of the available photos, at least to spice up the space that I have here, cause my blog has been rather the same, stagnant for quite along in terms of it's appearance, did nothing much to change it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now that the night's over, the night is basically about the pictures really. Who gives a crap about the food, other than complaining that the food sucks, which is true actually. Photos taken were basically the main thing for the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DM said one thing rather controversial,  " Ah, now hair check. Those who never dye their hair go dye now ".  What a remark, that's so not the DM whom we know in school, the person whom everyone tries to SIAM every single time, if not walk fast so that she doesn't see your ankle socks, your short skirt, shirt being tucked out... ... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I do not want to leave TK with regrets; When you were in Lower Sec, there was just so much time, but you didn't do much. When you were in Upper Sec, there was just so many things to be done, but yet not enough time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I do not want to leave TK without telling the people I love, about how much I treasure them in my life and do not want to let them go, but seriously, almost everyone will take their own paths in life. I'm going the Poly route and quite a number of people around me are taking the JC route. You'll be busy studying your subjects while I would be busy with my Project Work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You wake early to go to school every single weekday, while I would only be attending school based on the lecturer's schedule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You will stick to shirt and long pants, while me sticking to T-shirt and jeans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's absolutely nothing we can do about it, I can't make you follow me and neither can you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's just so many things that I'm trying real hard to hang, cling on to them now, fearing that the moment I lose grip, it will be lost forever. Have you ever had that kind of fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You will make new friends and so will I. Will you even remember me by that time? Will you reply my sms despite not establishing contact with each other for months?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You see that insecurity, that fear, that helplessness, for things will take place whether you like it or not. In life, don't hate the player, hate the game; For the players are only playing by the rules of the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;The night soon fell upon me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;as I laid down on bed and think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the greatest thing that could ever happen to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I thank God for thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-565985303328122514?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/565985303328122514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=565985303328122514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/565985303328122514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/565985303328122514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/11/night-after.html' title='The Night, After'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-9062809147182994650</id><published>2007-11-09T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:54:20.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Speech</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.break.com/Mzk3MDMw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="392" width="464"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is what happens when your mouth confesses the wrong doctrines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You pretty much will make a fool of yourself and get owned by Christians who know the real Word of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guard your mouth. Say with me, guard your mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Total ownage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-9062809147182994650?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/9062809147182994650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=9062809147182994650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/9062809147182994650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/9062809147182994650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/11/speech.html' title='Speech'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-6470482441063372454</id><published>2007-11-08T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T17:58:01.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Planning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/NovCalender.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/DecCalender.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My calender has never been this filled before. Haha, I had lots of fun inputting all the schedule details that I've received and tadah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is my season of increase. This is the season to accelerate. This is the season of growth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-6470482441063372454?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6470482441063372454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=6470482441063372454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6470482441063372454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6470482441063372454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/11/planning.html' title='Planning'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-6615033338312778313</id><published>2007-11-07T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T09:05:43.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have finally experienced what my big brother, Mong, had experienced before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We all went through it, on a happy note, for the same cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I literally spent the whole night outside, getting locked out of the house just because my mum refuse to accept that fact that Os has already ended for me and she's unhappy seeing my enjoying myself so much. Out of anger, the door was latched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You may ask why, why am I willing to go through all these when it can be simply avoided, just by listening to my mum and stay at home and rot, instead of doing something productive in Ministry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just love being on Sound. Sound Ministry is what my life is about. I am a grown person of the age of 16, going on to 17 and I know exactly what I'm doing with my life. I don't need an adult who has never experience what the youth generation is experiencing now when they were in their teens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't need to hear sentences that start with, " When I was your age... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's bullshit cause they were and can never be at our age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm serious about Ministry and when I'm serious, I don't give a shit about the price that I have to pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On a lighter note, it's pretty fun actually. Besides hearing stories from Mong of his past experiences, I did an own adventure of my own. You know, just to kill time cause I had like 8 hours to kill before I could get home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's see, what did I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/071120070012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I ate at Mcs, there's one near my house and stayed there till about 5:30 am. Couldn't leave earlier cause it was raining like crap outside. You see, when you sacrifice your time and energy for God, He takes good care of you. He makes sure that you get your food and your shelter. You never have to worry about necessities. Ate both my supper and breakfast there and hence forth, I set out on my journey, to the East.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I took bus 60 to Bedok Interchange, and then transferred to bus 69, which terminates at Tampines Interchange. I actually walked throughout the whole interchange hoping to find a bus which brings me to the furthest place I could get, but of course with transport back home. Rochor Toa Payoh, nah, too far. I took MRT instead, to Pasir Ris and finally, a long ride home on 21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, how much did I spend on that? 45c only. It's great to have bus concessions in times like this. Tap and it goes, " Have a nice day! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's all I can say for now. No, wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/SporesiPone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I had the first touch of the iPhone. It was right in my hands. Ahh, but the touch screen keypad still sucks though. Wah lao, your fingers must be damn thin to damn a message fast. Qwerty keyboard still works best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-6615033338312778313?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6615033338312778313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=6615033338312778313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6615033338312778313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6615033338312778313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/11/experience.html' title='Experience'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-2751968461642464362</id><published>2007-11-06T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T13:27:04.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Week 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: arial;"&gt;22nd November 2007 : A Maths P1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;23rd October 2007 : A Maths P2&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;24th October 2007 : Chemistry&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;25th October 2007 : Geog Elect.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Week 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;29th October : English, E Maths P1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;30th October : E Maths P2&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;2nd  November : Physics&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Week 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;5th November 2007 : Social Studies&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;6th November 2007 : Science MCQ, D&amp;amp;T&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on Ministry! Fun! Camps! Chalet!&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/14762593-2751968461642464362?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2751968461642464362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=2751968461642464362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2751968461642464362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2751968461642464362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/countdown.html' title='Countdown'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-9031443829688220191</id><published>2007-10-30T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T20:11:04.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Closer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's just this close to freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After this week's over and another 2 more days, I will be totally free for the first time in about 2 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last year every one just thought, "Hey, Os is next year. Nothing much to worry about, we got about 2 years to prepare for it ".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And now, we're in the midst of it. My mum would always nag at me saying that, Os is not over, Os is not over, now's not the time to relax but to concentrate. Nagged and yelled at me for spending time outside with friends or at church, HOWEVER, in another week's time, she's got no more reason to do that. No more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You see, that's what happens when you're in Poly and you know, exam dates are not so public like how Os and As are. Haha, at least I won't have to suffer the same amount of nagging I got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just hate it when I have to stare at the computer screen on how good the new Mac OS X Leopard is and knowing that I don't have the money to get my hands on one. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-9031443829688220191?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/9031443829688220191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=9031443829688220191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/9031443829688220191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/9031443829688220191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/closer.html' title='Closer'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-3187998157790144369</id><published>2007-10-28T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T21:38:25.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Gearing up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Package yourself for where you're going, not for where you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm ready for overflowing anointing, I'm ready for Ministry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When God says I'm ready, He'll prepare the way for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When He says "Go", I will go, for He has already planned it all out for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-3187998157790144369?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3187998157790144369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=3187998157790144369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3187998157790144369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3187998157790144369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/gearing-up.html' title='Gearing up'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-1614640020082252949</id><published>2007-10-27T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T19:48:39.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Craze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IPS819oCt2Y" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are many things which I did people didn't quit approve or at least agree with me. Becoming a Christian is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many crazy things which I did, but becoming a Christian was certainly a great one. Crazy for Him back then, still crazy for Him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy for Jesus always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-1614640020082252949?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1614640020082252949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=1614640020082252949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1614640020082252949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1614640020082252949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/craze.html' title='Craze'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-8534005284367699316</id><published>2007-10-26T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T00:11:32.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Ghost Whispering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It seem kind of weird after watching so many episodes of Ghost Whisperer on Channel 5 and only today did I feel something about the show, as in having thoughts about it, thinking deep, even though it's only just a show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;One thing that Melinda (Jennifer Love Hewitt) said during today's episode was that she helped many strangers, people whom she don't even know a single bit, but she felt helpless cause she couldn't help the people that she loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes I wish that I could see ghosts and then help people along the way. Haha, I guess that kind of remark would probably freak you out. Asian perspectives of ghosts are like woman dressed all in white, long hair and then drifting. If not would be some guy whose body's rotting and you know, Frankenstein kind of thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't know what ghosts really look like cause I've never seen one before, but logging on to SPI would give you some samples of how they look like and boy, they are really creepy. Haha, I would rather stick to how the show Ghost Whisperer portrays ghosts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Spirits who are unable to cross over because of things that they have yet to accomplish when they were alive, people whom they loved a lot and want to protect, all these things preventing them from crossing over and here comes a lady who uses her talent to help them. From what I heard there would be a sad ending to the whole show, probably Melinda's husband ending up dead (I guess) cause there were like clues of losing her loved ones in previous episodes. I don't know and I'm going to find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It really got me thinking and there's this thought in my head: Why do people always have to wait till they lose everything and then regret not telling their loved ones that they love them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's something which Phil Pringle said when he preached at the National Indoor Stadium during this year's Festival Of Praise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;" I do not want to say good things about people only during their funeral and send flowers to them when they pass away. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I feel the same way too. Why only wait till you lose people close to you and then say all the good things that they have done during their funeral and send them wreathes only when you realise that you have lost somebody you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Another&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; issue which brought to my mind would be rather surprising for myself, seeing separation from a different &amp;amp; another perspective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes, everyone would feel the same way: After spending 4 years in TK and the next step in life falls in the hands of 3 weeks of papers. Every single one of us will surely miss our time spent in TK, if you don't then I feel sorry for you cause it shows that you clearly don't enjoy your time on Planet Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Separate ways after that, with people going into the same school as an exception. Separation, why not let this be a test/trial of how strong the bond is? When you made a remark that you will miss people whom you know, let this be concrete and solid evidence and proof, not to show other people, but rather to yourself. Perhaps to see if you're cheating yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes you can really think a long way when you're trained to think deeply and think far all the time. Haha, just as I was studying, kind of took a book to read and it's titled " A love worth giving " A book about God's love and also applies to life, which what Pastor Lia said was so true: Spirituality must be translated into practical living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What I actually did, which was about a few months back, trying to type out everything onto my Multiply site, and my purpose for doing so was to allow people to have an online reference about what love is all about, although you can find that out from reading love novels and logging on to websites, however, those resources only see love for a limited perspective - you cannot understand something fully only when you have experienced it yourself. So, why not read and understand about love from an infinite perspective?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All the chapters talk about God, or rather I should say, it's entirely about God. I tried to take out those lines which mention about God so that at least you won't feel uncomfortable reading it, cause like, I would be forcing my religion on you. I tried, but I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I realised that I can't. And if I successfully did so, it would not be a reference, but rather fragments which don't link and flow with the other fragments. Conclusion? I'm being discipled here, by God Himself. If you try to take the element of God away from the things which actually is all about Him, you will find that there's nothing left, just fragments which don't make sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Helpless_by_mortalitas2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;God, I'm hanging on to You forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-8534005284367699316?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8534005284367699316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=8534005284367699316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8534005284367699316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8534005284367699316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/ghost-whispering.html' title='Ghost Whispering'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-739247536469336593</id><published>2007-10-25T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:05:53.281+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Yearning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, so today's the end of the first week of Os and I'm already rejoicing. Haha, rejoicing early cause I won't allow the stress and pressure to score well for Os to affect my usual mood. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are so many things that I can think of now, things which I want to do after Os. I can like, write out one whole list of it and it's going to exceed more than 2 pages. To be able to be back on Ministry the very day my last paper ends is the best thing that will happen to me after Os.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/FightClub.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Brother Sky gave me a hell of a beating and he thrashed me till kingdom come. Haha. Don't you just love church? My street credit of 4.28/5 can't even bit the slightest 299.49 street credit of Brother Sky's. You should have looked at how many people supported Brother Sky in this fight. Haha, I'm just so excited to be back on Ministry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As such, Graduation Night follows, Amirul's TLP, 4C's chalet, church camp, Parachute Band, Vacation Bible School, Christmas.. Haha, I'm sure to get busy busy, not to mention I will be able to stay till late for Worship Prac, something which I have been longing to experience for a very very long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been thinking lately, just those usual random thoughts. Besides, you can never expect someone to study every single minute he/she is awake. What kind of thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded an album yesterday, Parachute Band's latest album, Roadmaps and Revelations and it's one of the best album I've ever heard throughout my years of listening to Christian Music. Back to foundation, every single expresses love and gratitude to The Highest One and I'm again reminded the purpose of my existence on this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parachute Band had a change of its band members and it's now 5 young male adults in the band. I'm unable get hold of the lyrics and the album was only released during September and I guess it has yet to do so in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it got me thinking about the future, of how you people would be living your lives and progressing and advancing forward. I've thought about my own life already, my next step; Now that I've got my DPA, I will get my diploma, serve NS for 2 years, if I'm able to do well I will study in NTU and obtain a degree. I'm going to be in the line of engineering so most of you won't be able to meet me. I can see that most of you would be businessmen and businesswomen. Lawyers, doctors, other professions and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's left with me, equipped with an engineering degree and entering a market with no increasing demand for engineers. You can walk down the street now and you can pluck out engineers who are doing other jobs like sales and everything. Haha, this degree isn't going to help me much in the future, but heck, I'm only taking this as a back-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to do then? Serve in church would probably be the most concrete answer for now. I'm blessed with parents who actually respect my decision, just that not for now; presently. My dad just went: " I will send you through university and what you want to do with your life is up to you already. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well said ain't it? Even pastor is aware of current affairs and even my spiritual father is worried about my future. Education is the only way out of poverty, it is so damn true. In order to increase Singapore's population to help solve the problem of an ageing population, Singapore is attracting foreign expats, people from India who specialises in IT, people who are top executives of big companies and big lawyers would be moving to Singapore in the next couple of years and by the time we're ready for the workforce, we would be facing really strong competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you feeling worried now? Are you feeling worried that you would not be able to find a job in the future and would not be able to support a family? You would be facing stress both from work, parents and yourself cause you're too busy with your career and that you don't have time for social activities and you don't have time to find yourself a life partner. You will be pestered by your ISP, PUB, SP, CCC to pay your outstanding bills, you will worry about paying taxes. You get a car, worry about COE, insurance, maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, all the troubles in life, gets more and more as you get older. What can I say, just do this shit, just like what Amirul says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog Elect: I want high quality of living, besides high standard of living. Singapore's standard of living is rather there already, safe country, no natural disasters, most people live comfortably in flats or private property, most people having buying power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quality of living? Count the number of hair you drop each day as your age grows older and a cumulative frequency curve graph will tell you. (:&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/14762593-739247536469336593?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/739247536469336593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=739247536469336593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/739247536469336593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/739247536469336593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/yearning.html' title='Yearning'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-3412105494700987569</id><published>2007-10-18T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T18:00:09.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Connection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alright, 3 more days to the start of Os, everything that we have done for 4 years all boils down to just this 3 week period of papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, how about a suggestion? Everyone in 4C (or rather, every single on in TK) creates a blog of their own, may it be blogger, livejournal, multiply, wordpress and so on and just keep it going? I don't care whether you have or don't have experience in blogging, just create one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To hell with the layout and everything. Haha, this is just a step taken so that each and everyone of us know how every single one is doing and what's going on in your lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've thought about it and I don't plan to change my url or switch to another host cause of the archive that I have accumulated since the very first day I started blogging 2 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Fire.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like keep the fire of 4C burning?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, there's no extent to the gratefulness I have for everyone in 4C, for all the times of laughter, joy, teasing, embarrassment, disappointment, encouragement and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's like how fast 4 years can just fly past this fast and for all you know you leave everyone behind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's so easy to say, " Hey, friends forever! We will keep in contact! We will meet up every fortnight and hang out together! " I'm sure every single one of us said that to our primary school friends after we left, on the very last day when we had to go back to collect our results. Cheers to those who still managed to do so, but I'm sure you will realise that it's not that easy as it is being said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every single one of us moves on in life, progresses and advances, taking steps and steps in life and if 4 years can just fly past like that, what about 10 years, 20 years, 30 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who knows, you would own a car in the future. Who knows, you might be the next CEO of some MNC company?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just hope that at least everyone still keeps in touch. Even if it's just a simple sms of " How are you doing? Hope you're doing fine/great. "  - it might seem to be a very small, significant gesture, but believe me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It makes a big difference and a great impact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-3412105494700987569?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3412105494700987569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=3412105494700987569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3412105494700987569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3412105494700987569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/connection.html' title='Connection'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-8871572794394629911</id><published>2007-10-12T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T19:32:38.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Hopefully ain't the last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mrroddy.multiply.com/photos/album/8/Last_Day_in_TK"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/121020070052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Click the above picture to arrive at the album preview page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will be updating the album from time to time, depending on other photos if I have. The link to it might change as well so I suggest you do not bookmark it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-8871572794394629911?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8871572794394629911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=8871572794394629911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8871572794394629911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8871572794394629911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/hopefully-aint-last.html' title='Hopefully ain&apos;t the last'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-1531601754569847004</id><published>2007-10-11T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T18:01:36.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Pace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everything's going so fast that hey, the next thing you know it you're taking the first Os paper on Monday and with a span across 2 weeks or so, and you're done with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All that 4 years in secondary school life has just passed just like that. I was just talking to Amirul last night and we realised how things are going so fast, in actual fact, too fast and it's hard to keep up actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How about studying the whole of next week and you take papers day after day while having periods of breaks in between and then boom, it's over? I mean, like wow. I spent 4 years of my life in TK and it's all over like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What's more, tomorrow's the last day of school. Last day I'm ever going to spend in a classroom with fans above and it gets stuffy and hot in the afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/101020070033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/101020070043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/101020070073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, just a few shots before school really ends. I'm so gonna have a shooting spree tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Chicken Rice Gang of 4C just made a suggestion today that we're going to wear school shirts next year and make trips to TK just to eat TK canteen's food. Haha, what a deal to make. Still, it's quite a great deal cause it's like we might get to meet up often and also, I didn't expect myself to miss canteen food after 4 years eating the same thing every single school day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chicken Rice, Western food, Nasi Lemak, Fried Rice, Drink stall, Siew Mai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, 4C really went crazy today. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-1531601754569847004?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1531601754569847004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=1531601754569847004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1531601754569847004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1531601754569847004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/pace.html' title='Pace'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-1887832141551713670</id><published>2007-10-06T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T19:18:23.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Quotations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the midst of preparing for Os, how about doing English exercises?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have made up my mind to tackle argumentative essays rather than rather a story based on a single word for Os, something which I can't really do well, so I rather not take the risk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, that means I need to increase my general knowledge in order to score for that component, damn, I feel like I'm doing a General Paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wikiquote is sure helpful when it comes to searching for quotes, rather than searching blindly using Search Engines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mere Christianity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine yourself as a living house.&lt;br /&gt;God comes in to rebuild that house.&lt;br /&gt;At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing.&lt;br /&gt;He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on: you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised.&lt;br /&gt;But presently He starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make sense.&lt;br /&gt;What on earth is He up to?&lt;br /&gt;The explanation is that He is building quite a different house from the one you thought of — throwing out a new wing here, putting on an extra floor there, running up towers, making courtyards.&lt;br /&gt;You thought you were going to be made into a decent little cottage: but He is building a palace.&lt;br /&gt;He intends to come and live in it Himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Four Loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need-love cries to God from our poverty; Gift-love longs to serve, or even to suffer for, God; Appreciative love says: "We give thanks to thee for thy great glory."&lt;br /&gt;Need-love says of a woman "I cannot live without her"; Gift-love longs to give her happiness, comfort, protection — if possible, wealth; Appreciative love gazes and holds its breath and is silent, rejoices that such a wonder should exist even if not for him, will not be wholly dejected by losing her, would rather have it so than never to have seen her at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.S Lewis&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ain't that cool? Hearing those words from a Man of God, hearing those words of wisdom, those knowledge, those understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These words are not something said to wow people and show off how much they know and understand, it was meant to convey messages to the people out there. These words said are meant to teach the people out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/LOVE_Park_fountain2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes it's really hard to define the true meaning of love. Every one has their own interpretation of this most commonly used word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What happened to all those marriages where they vowed to love each other till death do them apart and ended up in divorce? What happened to all those relationships where they claimed that they would love each other forever and ever, and ended up breaking up, ended up drowning themselves in sorrow and tears? What is true love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How exactly should we define love? Is it something which makes you you or something which breaks you? The success of love is in the loving- it is not in the result of loving. Of course it is natural in love to want the best for the other person, but whether it turns out that way or not does not determine the value of what they have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No one can define love, for only God can. He first loved us, and there is no other place best to learn about love other than the bible, the Word of God. [ 1 Corinthians 13 ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The lines between true love, infatuation, puppy-love, crush, have all been blurred throughout the generations. What can be done to restore them that the lines may become thick and visible? Seriously, nothing on a large scale, but effective on to an individual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Go and think about it: What is love to you? How do you define love? Is there any difference between love, crushes and infatuation? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My my, studying puts me in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-1887832141551713670?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1887832141551713670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=1887832141551713670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1887832141551713670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1887832141551713670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/quotations.html' title='Quotations'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-6131718878352903312</id><published>2007-10-04T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T19:38:45.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelation'/><title type='text'>Cost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"The economy of the Kingdom of God is quite simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every new step in the Kingdom costs us everything we have gained to date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every time we cross a new threshold, it costs us everything we now have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every new step may cost us all the reputation and security we have accumulated up to that point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It costs us our life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A disciple is always ready to take the next step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If there is anything that characterizes Christian maturity, it is the willingness to become a beginner again for Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It is the willingness to put our hand in His and say, "'I'm scared to death, but I'll go with you. You're the Pearl of great price.'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;- John Wimber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, got this from Ming Rong's blog, something Pastor How talked about during service and as I was reading his blog, I knew why I had this feeling: The feeling of looking forward for Os to end, not because of Grad Night or others, but because if the freedom that I long to have since 2 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After Os, I can finally go for service without any chains of holding me back. I can loudly declare that I will no longer face PO anymore. I can shout back at the enemy that he has been defeated, for after Os I will go full force into ministry and receive what the Lord has been preparing for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm ever ready to take steps after steps, I'm ready for discipleship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will put my hand in His and yes, there are things in life that is absolutely scary, like our future; how unpredictable it would be. However, I will go with Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Os might seem scary and unpredictable, but I'll put my hands in His, and I will go with Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-6131718878352903312?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6131718878352903312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=6131718878352903312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6131718878352903312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6131718878352903312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/cost.html' title='Cost'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-4610863937601083849</id><published>2007-09-29T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T00:29:49.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelation'/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/DSC_02652.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;John 11:34-36&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34 And He said, “Where have you laid him?”&lt;br /&gt;They said to Him, “Lord, come and see.”&lt;br /&gt;35 Jesus wept.&lt;br /&gt;36 Then the Jews said, “See how He loved him!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Psalm 56&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NKJV-14757" class="sup"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; Be merciful to me, O God, for man would swallow me up;&lt;br /&gt; Fighting all day he oppresses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NKJV-14758" class="sup"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; My enemies would hound &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; all day,&lt;br /&gt; For &lt;i&gt;there are&lt;/i&gt; many who fight against me, O Most High.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NKJV-14759" class="sup"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; Whenever I am afraid,&lt;br /&gt; I will trust in You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NKJV-14760" class="sup"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; In God (I will praise His word),&lt;br /&gt; In God I have put my trust;&lt;br /&gt; I will not fear.&lt;br /&gt; What can flesh do to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NKJV-14761" class="sup"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; All day they twist my words;&lt;br /&gt; All their thoughts &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; against me for evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NKJV-14762" class="sup"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; They gather together,&lt;br /&gt; They hide, they mark my steps,&lt;br /&gt; When they lie in wait for my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NKJV-14763" class="sup"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; Shall they escape by iniquity?&lt;br /&gt; In anger cast down the peoples, O God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NKJV-14764" class="sup"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; You number my wanderings;&lt;br /&gt; Put my tears into Your bottle;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;Are they&lt;/i&gt; not in Your book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NKJV-14765" class="sup"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; When I cry out &lt;i&gt;to You,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then my enemies will turn back;&lt;br /&gt; This I know, because God &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NKJV-14766" class="sup"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; In God (I will praise &lt;i&gt;His&lt;/i&gt; word),&lt;br /&gt; In the LORD (I will praise &lt;i&gt;His&lt;/i&gt; word),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NKJV-14767" class="sup"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; In God I have put my trust;&lt;br /&gt; I will not be afraid.&lt;br /&gt; What can man do to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NKJV-14768" class="sup"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; Vows &lt;i&gt;made&lt;/i&gt; to You &lt;i&gt;are binding&lt;/i&gt; upon me, O God;&lt;br /&gt; I will render praises to You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NKJV-14769" class="sup"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; For You have delivered my soul from death.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;Have You&lt;/i&gt; not &lt;i&gt;kept&lt;/i&gt; my feet from falling,&lt;br /&gt; That I may walk before God&lt;br /&gt; In the light of the living?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Real man cry for Jesus wept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In God I will put my trust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He numbered my wanderings, put my tears in His bottle and recorded them in His book. That's how great God is. People in love can cry, but hardly any party would number each of their wanderings, treasure every tear which was shed and even recorded down on paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He loves me to the extend of doing so, that which no man/woman on earth could ever do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-4610863937601083849?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4610863937601083849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=4610863937601083849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/4610863937601083849'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm only left these so many days to prepare for the Big one and I know where I stand and I can expect what would happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Talking to a teacher who didn't have that much confidence and faith in me seems really discouraging, but I took it lightly for I know what happened I brought it upon myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one can study for me except for myself, and regretting now isn't the case but rather what I can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;20 days to just O levels, I can't rely on myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All these have pushed me even further into the spiritual realm and instead of confiding every single thing to friends, I confide in the Highest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He has been with me all the while, the moment I called upon His name, just even when I'm walking to a coffeeshop to get dinner, He was even there with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For I pray that God will bless everyone with great results, I can only rely on Him now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He is the only One who can turn things around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't care how many don't have much faith in me or they think that I will not do well or whatever it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I only live for the Audience of One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-2330095034590177690?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2330095034590177690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=2330095034590177690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2330095034590177690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2330095034590177690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/prepare.html' title='Prepare'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-5894105660291539006</id><published>2007-09-26T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T19:38:41.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelation'/><title type='text'>Promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Everything will come to pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He will pave a path for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-5894105660291539006?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5894105660291539006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=5894105660291539006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5894105660291539006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5894105660291539006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/promises.html' title='Promises'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-7953216601234976178</id><published>2007-09-24T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T20:12:19.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Bookface</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Man, Facebook is really the in thing now amongst the HOGC people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, if you haven't got an account, sign up for one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-7953216601234976178?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7953216601234976178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=7953216601234976178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7953216601234976178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7953216601234976178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/bookface.html' title='Bookface'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-5347950058609034085</id><published>2007-09-23T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T21:05:57.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelation'/><title type='text'>Covenant (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG48173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, these two badges are gifts from my Ministry Head, Brother Sky, to me, something which he picked up over at Sweden when he went over with Pastors for the Nordic Conference 07. I'm now an ambassador of Ny Generation over here in Singapore! Sweden, here I come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, I've just realised that I've received blessings from God from the day, the very moment when I decided to really lay down everything in my life and to allow God to change me and use me entirely, till He sees fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Actions of love from people in church, things which I never expected to do I did with people close to me, a breakthrough in my tithing and also the sermon today by Pastor Joakim which followed-up the covenant I made with God. Although these blessings may not be material wise, but I don't yearn for material blessings anyway. All I want is God by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's really a comfort in my life that every single time I worship God, His presence would just fall down and I could feel His tangible Presence so strongly, may it be during service in church or just reading my Daily Devotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not going to take all these for granted, all the blessings that He has given, firstly giving me abundant life on earth and eternal life in Heaven, then blessing me with a great church which is impacting not only on a national level but on an international level. I'm going to cherish every single thing that He has given me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not forgetting the people which He has placed in my life, all those fond memories which have and still accumulating, all those sweet gestures and words of encouragement, advice, comfort as well as inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ah, at this present time of typing this post, I have just received a text message from a very good friend of mine whom I have went through a lot and we both have the same common goal: To fulfill our destinies that God has for us. Dear Jing Han. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, see what I mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My life would always be in gratitude to the Lord and what He has done for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Always and Forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-5347950058609034085?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5347950058609034085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=5347950058609034085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5347950058609034085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5347950058609034085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/covenant-part-2.html' title='Covenant (Part 2)'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-7191911462014720629</id><published>2007-09-22T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T23:07:24.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Really..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/87/23/02/872302_696985deb25f64whe7gx47.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/87/47/72/874772_018325d1f25f64e3o1qf31.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-7191911462014720629?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7191911462014720629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=7191911462014720629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7191911462014720629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7191911462014720629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_22.html' title='Really..'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-6998595303444552691</id><published>2007-09-22T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T22:37:36.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Hey Ya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8-8nkkOA_AM" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still remeber the song Hey Ya by Outkast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, here is the acoustic and soulful version of the original rock song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Damn, I can't stop listening to it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-6998595303444552691?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6998595303444552691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=6998595303444552691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6998595303444552691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6998595303444552691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-ya.html' title='Hey Ya'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-5349213084005962627</id><published>2007-09-21T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T23:34:21.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelation'/><title type='text'>Covenant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's always a price to pay by walking in righteousness, the path of the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have found myself making a covenant, something which I would have expected myself to do so earlier rather than now. Afterall, it's great to actually make a covenant with God for He moulds me along the way and wow me in ways I would never have expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have found myself drifting away, putting things down of what used to be so important to me, and that these things have lesser importance in my life now, and it's not easy for sometimes I do not wish to do so, after all what I had gained. Lifting up my whole life to the Lord, I allowed Him to use me in whatever way He wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Everyone can be a Servant, but being which kind solely depends on individuals. Commitment and the Heart behind it. When your heart is hard and the doors are closed on the Lord, He cannot work in your life for you don't allow Him to. I'm glad I made the right choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For today something hit my mind after seeing something which I don't know how I should react. But after thinking about it, it's actually quite a good thing. At least they now have reliance on other people rather than me. I cannot be with everyone at one time and it's just great to know that those whom they're turning to are great people and some of them are leading a Godly life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need not focus so much on them now, for I know I'm able to entrust their lives to those whom they would run to other than me and it's not likely they have negative influences on them. I'm just glad to know that a burden has just been put down, and that now I can really focus on what the Lord has installed for me and just be one who would gladly die for His cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As much as it's painful to let go, I'm assured that this move of mine I will never regret and years down the road when I look back, I can see the faithfulness that the Lord has promised me rather than being bugged down and never move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-5349213084005962627?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5349213084005962627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=5349213084005962627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5349213084005962627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5349213084005962627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/covenant.html' title='Covenant'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-2647027276308882382</id><published>2007-09-21T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T19:05:28.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Throng the streets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, today wasn't such a boring day after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today's a day for me to think deeply but my brain isn't giving me the chance to thanks to the lack of sleep I had the previous night. Haha, found out that Amirul and me slept around the same time and most of the time where we were out on transport today were spent on sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/210920070043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, so here it is, Aloha Changi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-Roughly 20 minutes from Tampines Interchange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-Walking distance to Changi Village which has convenience stores and ATM [770m]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, the whole place is quite cool and big, big enough to fit in lots of people and there's the view of the sea, just that the lighting might be a little poor at night so night shots with flash are expected. Just bring all your gadgets, your cameras and also if you have power strips, do bring them along. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thronged the streets of Orchard with my dear friend Amirul, yeah, thanks dude for today. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-2647027276308882382?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2647027276308882382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=2647027276308882382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2647027276308882382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2647027276308882382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/throng-streets.html' title='Throng the streets'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-5991507388997535136</id><published>2007-09-19T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T19:35:04.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>So near, yet far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/DSC_06203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, that's the last subject down for Prelims. Two days of break welcome the weekends, and then another stretch of a month before the start of the major papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As much as I want to focus on the present, I wish that everything will just fly by, only the Os while the rest stay as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-5991507388997535136?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5991507388997535136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=5991507388997535136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5991507388997535136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5991507388997535136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-near-yet-far.html' title='So near, yet far'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-7476216622383395334</id><published>2007-09-19T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T00:11:16.895+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>This is for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/836VDBi9wS8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was looking for this great song sung by Elton John on Youtube and I stumbled upon the cover for it by Ewan in Moulin Rouge. Haha, enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-7476216622383395334?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7476216622383395334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=7476216622383395334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7476216622383395334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7476216622383395334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-for-you.html' title='This is for you'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-6187620940148659087</id><published>2007-09-17T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T22:57:31.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Necessity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/100920070043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I seriously cannot live without Photoshop. Haha, with all the pixel editing, brightness and contrast all the tools really make a simple insignificant picture come to life and makes it look nicer than before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No matter how lousy your camera is, there is still a way to get a good picture across. That's the power promised by Photoshop. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Prelims are gonna end in 2 days time for me, with people like Amirul laughing at me for being suay cause my last paper is on Wednesday afternoon, a day after you guys will go home and throw a silent party, watching TV from the time you reach home till the time that you sleep, or in some cases most of you won't sleep cause you will have like 3 days off the week, including the marking days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;D&amp;amp;T is a great subject with shitloads of content to memorise and study. Although it's much more straightforward and easier to understand than Geog, you can try remembering the properties of materials which you have never seen before in your life and being treated like a memory bank, just like a computer which does tasks for the user but never understands what the user is doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Only the D&amp;amp;T people within ourselves are able to sympathise with each other cause we are the ones who truly understand what all of us are all going through together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Prior to Amirul's party, the road along OCH is well known for being haunted and many accidents happened along that stretch of road. Haha, just kidding. There's nothing to be afraid of lah. On one hand, it's fun, but on the other hand, risk shall not be taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;MW said that it's a bonus to be able to see something, what do you think? Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-6187620940148659087?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6187620940148659087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=6187620940148659087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6187620940148659087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6187620940148659087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/necessity.html' title='Necessity'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-5649390203662161597</id><published>2007-09-14T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T22:00:40.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Canonball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yDv-eJ2ya40" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another damn nice song by Damien Rice. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off, to watch Ghost Whisperer. Jennifer Love Hewitt is hot. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-5649390203662161597?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5649390203662161597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=5649390203662161597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5649390203662161597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5649390203662161597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/canonball.html' title='Canonball'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-7798974333282291265</id><published>2007-09-09T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:59:16.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are many things which I wanted to say, but I didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are many things which I wanted to do, but didn't get to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's this one thing which I want to confess, but I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Books and notes make me go emo! Haha, these are bad, bad things. But books and notes train my mind. See the adverse effect? Life can be confusing at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyday I remind myself the purpose of my existence on this planet earth. I'm not living to plague the earth, but cleaning up the mess of what has already happened; Making this world a better place to live in, in a simpler way of expressing it. Through Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was just wondering, being the music junkie I am, well just only to a small extent, compared to people like Amirul and Zhi Yi, I'm just like a small-timer in this. I was just wondering, what kind of songs can pull down the presence? Presence of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know how to explain it. It's just a tangible feeling, makes you want to be part of the song and when you listen to it, you will go, " Man, this is the bomb. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How about the song, Drugs or me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know the real meaning behind it, but from the song title you can make a wild guess at least accurate about it. Drugs or me, which of these two would you want if you have to choose only one? Teenagers like us in Singapore would mostly have not personally been in this situation before, but I'm sure many can relate to it. Drugs in this song could be symbolic, something precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being the fun loving guy I am, staying at home the whole week just studying isn't an easy feat or task that I could complete, well, today is the last day and I'm glad that I'll be going to school tomorrow. Not that I'm some sadist who can't wait to take Prelims, but I just miss my friends. Haha, please understand. I even have the save the photos in my phone and look at them every few minutes. Haha, so what will happen after the Os? I'll be like no difference from dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just a little update; Many people have stated on their blogs that they have either thrown away their router or kept themselves from using it. I'm guilty of not doing so yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/hd280_8002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Working towards perfection. Studies can't stop me.&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/14762593-7798974333282291265?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7798974333282291265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=7798974333282291265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7798974333282291265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7798974333282291265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/things.html' title='Things'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-8489413761244879470</id><published>2007-09-06T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T00:40:31.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Comfort</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These few days studying at home makes me feel uncomfortable rather than it being productive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Studying alone with all the silence and facing four 3 walls, window and a ceiling is definitely not a comfort to me. I would rather study with friends, but all of them find studying alone at home more productive. I can be weird at times, that's what people say about me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've got a confession to make: I panic and worry a lot every night I study. Haha, guess I'm all used to studying with people around me especially the night classes and all the fun I had during D&amp;T; I just can't adapt to the sudden change that quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finding comfort in the Presence of Him kept me calm, for each time I think of how much I need to practise and study gives me the fear that I will not do well. Trusting in Him, seeking and knocking on the door. Persistence; Shamelessness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ Listening to sermons while studying is very productive. Trust me. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today shall be the day where I take back what I have said in the past, all those comments which I realised were very nasty and unfair, about the teachers. Mrs Tan is really a nice teacher and I would say that I actually owe my results to her. There's nothing so great about Mr Tan or Mrs Chee really. All of them are teachers living with the passion to teach and willing to sacrifice so that the students can benefit. How Mrs Tan went through things which I don't know today makes me feel comforted and guilty too, on my part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Humbling myself and taking back all those comments I've said about her in the past. She's really a great teacher. Hope the present batch of Sec 3s do not take her for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every time when you look back into the past and feel ashamed about yourself and what you did was dumb, yeah, this would be one of those times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't ask me why I'm blogging. Like hey, I need a break right? Typing a post doesn't take me like an hour or so. Give me a break. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Side track now, I realised 4C has a lot of guys who laugh in a funny way. People like Zhi Yi, Biondi, Yong Quan and so on. It's like when you hear their laughter, you burst with laughter too, that kind of situation. Haha. Source: A video clip, titled " I hurt my thumb "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And also, people come to my blog to rip pictures and just to tell you, you can always approach me for the original ones cause those that I always post here and resized to fit the column. Which means pictures that I have are at least 640x480, instead of the smaller ones that I always post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Seeing your smile again and hearing your voice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ah, so refreshing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-8489413761244879470?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8489413761244879470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=8489413761244879470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8489413761244879470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8489413761244879470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/comfort.html' title='Comfort'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-7031782658438302150</id><published>2007-09-05T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T13:51:28.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Sunrise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I couldn't sleep well again last night, with all the studying and all and I'm still having irregular sleeping patterns. My my, I will sleep all I can after the Os, turning to a couch potato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Studying Geog Elect early in the morning really puts me to sleep for a while. Haha, wish all these would be just over in just a blink of an eye, which is impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/DSC_06113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/DSC_06173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I never noticed that the sunrise could be so beautiful from my window. It's like professional photographers or just any ordinary person would go somewhere near the beach or something to catch the sunrise. I don't have the luxury of time now to do that, but it's beautiful anywhere you see it from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, managed to snap these photos while watching the sunrise from my house. I did it alone again. It looks pretty weird cause it's suppose to be blue while I have a few dark clouds at the top. Haha, not really an accurate picture of what you normally see the sunrise in photos. I will only have the time to go down to East Coast for a better shot at the sunrise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But still, picture's really cool huh? I won't be using my camera for a long time considering the fact that I do not have time to go out that often and time to spare for my own photo-shoot. Got to send it for servicing anyway, so that it would be at it's optimum condition when Grad Night comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes I just wish that I could be on a cloud and looking down at everyone, just enjoying the moment of people sleeping and just rejoicing for the fact that we're alive on planet earth, not hating our existence but making full use of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Some people just hate life as it is as they always think that they're living on earth just to suffer the consequences of the mistakes that their parents made or things like that. If you ever have any of those thoughts, change your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;perspective&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's the perspective that changes everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You can see life as a torment, or you can see life as an opportunity to enjoy what this world has to offer, things like friends, family. Can you imagine a life without friends? Well, your existence gives you all these. Well, putting aside other issues like bad company and all, I won't go into that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The reason why parents push us to study so much is that they know that without education, you can't get far in life. You can have all the joy in your heart, all the peace that you need, but when you do not have any finance of any sort, you will never be able to get far. That's how realistic this world is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Conclusion&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;: Don't hate studying. Love it instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It is not as easy as it is said, but you gotta learn to do it when the time comes. If you can't love it now, you will never learn to love it later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-7031782658438302150?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7031782658438302150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=7031782658438302150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7031782658438302150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7031782658438302150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/sunrise.html' title='Sunrise'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-6418209074091640431</id><published>2007-09-04T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:01:05.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>9 Crimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B4q9x9IW3EM" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the closest cover that I could get considering that her voice sounds almost alike when compared to the one with Lisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-6418209074091640431?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6418209074091640431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=6418209074091640431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6418209074091640431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6418209074091640431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/9-crimes.html' title='9 Crimes'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-1725839969590418339</id><published>2007-09-02T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:22:10.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Thinking dearly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I couldn't sleep for the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I stayed up all the way till morning, looking at the computer screen and out of my window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;No typing, just staring at the screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Alone at the computer, alone by the window watching the sunrise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;It happened once again, but this time I'm all alone. I talked to myself the whole night, I watched the sunrise with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Leave me out with the waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is not what I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's the wrong kind of place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To be thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's the wrong time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-1725839969590418339?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1725839969590418339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=1725839969590418339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1725839969590418339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1725839969590418339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/thinking-dearly.html' title='Thinking dearly'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-8893728138015024279</id><published>2007-08-31T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T16:49:32.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelation'/><title type='text'>Great Savior</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't know what it is, but it's just that I'm in the thinking mode now, setting aside the fact that I'm feeling sleepy cause I have yet to have a full payback of the number of hours of sleep which I'm deprived of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the thinking mode; I have to admit something and that is, these past few weeks, there's this song stuck in my head. Everywhere I go, people will hum the tune when I'm around, not intentionally, but casually. It's not just one person who did that, but many and on different occasions. Some did it when I was studying, while some did it when we were slacking, just like what happened today when I was resting in the Gallery when Terence who lied down beside me did the same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I came home, and I could have watched an action movie or a comedy, but I didn't. I watched "Amazing Grace" over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's a movie about the abolition of the Slave Trade and also, the Grace of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There are so many sources on the internet which you can search and look up on it, to learn about what happened but actually the movie has summarised it all well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A guy who is in the world, but not of the world. A guy who was called to do God's work in the world, hanging on to the conviction in his heart and never gave up till the very day he succeeded. All these events then led to a famous Christian hymn being born which speaks about the Grace of God and the goodness of His mercy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Amazing Grace&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing grace, how sweet the sound&lt;br /&gt;That sav’d a wretch like me!&lt;br /&gt;I once was lost, but now am found,&lt;br /&gt;Was blind, but now I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,&lt;br /&gt;And grace my fears reliev’d;&lt;br /&gt;How precious did that grace appear,&lt;br /&gt;The hour I first believ’d!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thro’ many dangers, toils and snares,&lt;br /&gt;I have already come;&lt;br /&gt;’Tis grace has brought me safe thus far,&lt;br /&gt;And grace will lead me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord has promis’d good to me,&lt;br /&gt;His word my hope secures;&lt;br /&gt;He will my shield and portion be,&lt;br /&gt;As long as life endures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail,&lt;br /&gt;And mortal life shall cease;&lt;br /&gt;I shall possess, within the veil,&lt;br /&gt;A life of joy and peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,&lt;br /&gt;The sun forbear to shine;&lt;br /&gt;But God, who call’d me here below,&lt;br /&gt;Will be forever mine.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who would have thought that the lyrics of this famous Christian hymn was written by a Preacher, his personal own reflection on 1 Chronicles 17:16-17. It was first told to the people during his sermon on New Year's Day in 1773.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;John Newton; the man who campaigned in the abolition of the slave trade, when he was once a captain of a slave ship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Non-Christians mostly like this song because of it's meaning, and it gives peace. This song is more significant to me than any other thing, for this song expresses exactly what I feel when it comes to talking about the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Non-Christians mock at us when they see Christians worshiping God and they remained skeptical, for it's difficult for them to believe that Christ is very much alive and they think we're just worshiping an unknown god. When I sing my praises to the Highest, they think that I'm mentally crazy for I'm singing to no one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You don't have to force yourself to believe in what Christians say; You would find God knocking on the door of your heart one day. When people get saved, most of them would express their joy for they have found God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Instead, God found me. Who would have expected my destiny's to be a sound man? God would for He planned it. Who would expect a kid at the age of 8 to think beyond kids of that age, where the teacher would ask what are the things you like in your favourite song and most of them would say the lyrics, the singer's voice, while I said "the bass".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I didn't find God. God found me. His Presence only falls when a true believer worships Him, that's why non-Christians do not experience Christ, especially when their heart is hard and has no belief at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Although my memory's fading, I remember two things very clearly. I'm a great sinner and Christ is a great Savior"- John Newton &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-8893728138015024279?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8893728138015024279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=8893728138015024279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8893728138015024279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8893728138015024279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/08/great-savior.html' title='Great Savior'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-2258201271313425716</id><published>2007-08-30T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T23:57:15.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>It's Ober. OVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG48093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, it's so over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All the tolls and sleepless nights, it has finally come to an end. Well, almost to an end if not for the theory paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thanks to those who helped me and encouraged me along the way. I would not have done it without you people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's is very heart-warming to know that there are many people out there whom I can rely on, may it be in small ways or big ways. Thanks so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It has taken to much of my time that now I lagged behind in terms of relationships with people around me, having to spend more time doing my project rather than catching up with people I know and knowing more about them as each day passes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now that it's over, I can finally take a breather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-2258201271313425716?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2258201271313425716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=2258201271313425716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2258201271313425716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2258201271313425716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-ober-over.html' title='It&apos;s Ober. OVER'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-8156781168684899852</id><published>2007-08-25T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T12:32:27.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moments'/><title type='text'>Moments: Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who would have expected a simple lunch which was arranged the day before to turn out a surprise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes, I think to myself that friends are people around me whom God has arranged me to meet them, and help, guide and see through all the way, well, hopefully for a long time and that was what my whole life I thought it was all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I didn't expect anything in return and a smile is actually sufficient enough as a return, for money can't buy a smile, a true sincere smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I thank God for all the people around me, especially close ones and it's always a joy in my heart to see them around and hopefully too, for the numerous years to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Prelims starting next week, followed by the study break and here comes the Os. Grad Night and bye bye till February next year when we get our results. Laughter or disappointment, everyone's gonna go their separate ways and only successfully organised outings will bring everyone back together again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Everyone's got to move on, but the stubborn me don't wanna. 4 years in TK is memorable, well, not the school but the people that I have met in this place. All the joy and laughter during lessons, silly things that we do during lessons and after school, all the staying-back and complaining. I can't just forget all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have thought about it through and let me share with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm gonna dedicate a room to all my friends in my future home, when I get a place of my own, and in this room will be portraits of you guys, may it be a solo portrait or group photos. I'm gonna do it like the picture below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/IMG_29512.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;These is just a preview on how it would look like. I'm gonna hang all the photographs of you guys on all 4 walls and in the middle of the room will be an iMac or Mac Pro on a computer table. All the photos that I have taken and the videos that I have filmed would all be there and for viewing pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will have a spotlight each for every portrait on the wall and will be controlled by a light console and I'll be sitting on a roller chair. Last but not least, this room will have the best home sound system in that time and it will have all the songs which will remind me of the days which are taking place now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Damien Rice's songs would definitely be on my playlist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Some people will just laugh their heads off because all these costs money and well, I have none on me yet. If Pastor How had a vision of the church's stage being a cross three years ago and it has now come to pass, I'm sure God will do the same for me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Going from Believing to Expecting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Rachel and Amirul would be one of the few that I have decided whose portraits will be up on my wall. 4 years of strong friendship and still growing stronger, what else can I say? Even with the change of class didn't stop us from interacting and still going into each others' life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thanks for the present and it's the best belated birthday celebration I ever had. The effort that both of you put in, the vanguard from Rachel and the shirt from Amirul, now I feel so guilty that what I have done is so totally not enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG47592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Our beautiful creation for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/593px-Damien_Rice_crop2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Damien Rice, the ultimate song-composer and singer. Thanks to Amirul who introduced me to him and from that day onwards I've been listening and listening so his songs daily and all of his songs has their own story to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-8156781168684899852?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8156781168684899852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=8156781168684899852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8156781168684899852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8156781168684899852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/08/moments-friends.html' title='Moments: Friends'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-6980115965064592498</id><published>2007-08-24T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:02:58.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moments'/><title type='text'>Moments: D&amp;T</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm gonna start a new section of my posts and they would labeled as "Moments". Haha, instead of Daily Rant all the time. I know that my blog has yet to have a section at the Navigation Bar which allows you viewers to read my posts based on the labels. Just to tell you, I have yet to label all my posts that have been archived since the day I started blogging. So, they won't be any navigation for that yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, I shall start with D&amp;T. Well, it's only just a subject which many people think that gives people mores stress cause we have to do an artefact a folio which needs to be submitted for O Level marking and that carries like half the percentage in deciding our overall grade for this subject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But still, many things to highlight what's so great about this subject is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1) We have the freedom to walk around during lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2) Our lessons do not involve the study of machines like what Geog or Lit students do with their own materials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3) We get to interact and talk openly during lessons, instead of being railed at to shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You know, things like that. It has never been a regret of mine to take up this subject although I get screwed by teachers all the time, got criticised of my lousy work and my dumb drawings, which no one, including the teacher could understand and in the end, failed the criteria of the marking process, under Communication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If Miss Seah's reading this, I bet she'll laugh at me like mad, she predicted that I'll be the only person in the history of all 4Cs who take D&amp;amp;T that doesn't achieve an A1 for O Level. I guess so, even by looking at my own work, I can vomit on it. Submission's just 3 days away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So little time, yet so much to do. Hasn't life always been this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enough of all the emo stuff that I have to say. Let me bring you to a switch in atmosphere and show you materials which I'm proud to showcase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The Journey!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG47382.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG47422.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG47472.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG47522.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG47552.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is just only a few photos of I took. There's still a chunk and a bulk of it in my folders and I have no time to upload all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Charging your mobile phone (Handphone/cellphone can't be used in Compos) during lessons. How cool is that. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Till next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-6980115965064592498?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6980115965064592498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=6980115965064592498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6980115965064592498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6980115965064592498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/08/moments-d.html' title='Moments: D&amp;T'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-2628608470523567873</id><published>2007-08-23T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T23:11:18.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Sharp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/TV2007081921484500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Singaporeans are the best in picking out the bad things, but still not smart enough to take advantage of good things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-2628608470523567873?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2628608470523567873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=2628608470523567873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2628608470523567873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2628608470523567873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/08/sharp.html' title='Sharp'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-1062020576413103191</id><published>2007-08-20T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T03:38:28.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Relating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3 am in the morning and I'm at my laptop blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't feel guilty about it cause I slept throughout the night, and hey, you have to compensate your study hours right? Chemistry test today and you sleep throughout the night, not waking up to study? You must be out of your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was just on Youtube watching a video on Damien Rice, a live version of "Cheer's Darlin' " one of his songs and he explained the story behind it. Now, it makes more sense and you can relate to the song better with background info.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Listening, listening, browsing through the pictures that I have in my folders (isn't a complete compilation cause I lost my data weeks back) and I found a neoprint. Okay, don't go asking me why I took neoprints. Some guys will go, "Eee, why you take neoprint? So gay." I will kill you if you say that in front of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Okay, back to what I have to say, yes a neoprint, a scanned one sent to me by my gorgeous and wonderful mum, Rachel. Haha, it brought back memories and FYI, I was dragged into the neoprint machine. And here's the catch: I was branded "Freak" by them and it was written with a thick yellow brush tool. And on my head went a crown, so that makes me the Champion and the King of all freaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm not going to post that picture up cause you will download it for various reasons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1. Because Rachel is gorgeous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2. Because Wei Ting is gorgeous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3. Because you want to laugh at the freak in the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The term, Freak, was pretty much suitable for me THEN. You've got a guy in the picture who has anger management issues and a short temper, needless to emphasise on these points or add in more, the term could already be used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Talk about extreme makeover, I am an example and it can only be done with grace and mercy of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I still have many pictures in my folders that I can't explain why they are with me, I got Sophia's family picture taken during Chinese New Year, a class photo of Chung Cheng High Main, wallpapers of this character Mr Boombastic. Those that I can explain would be wallpapers of the comic character The Punisher, as well as it's famous icon, the skull on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After more than 2 years, Ghost Rider look much cooler to the extend that sometimes I wish I have that kind of powers. Have your body in flames and night shots would be damn cool. Imagine standing on the Shear's Bridge with the Esplanade at the back, and your whole body in flames showing the skeleton only. Lifting people up and throwing them against the wall, and go, "Look into my eyes! Your soul is stained with the blood of the innocent!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The bad guy dies with charred eyeballs. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All these fantasies get hooked onto your mind and you dream about having those powers. Bad Hollywood, naughty naughty Hollywood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;From the existent C5, to a breakdown and transfer to C7. Ghee, wonder how the future's gonna be like. I admit of having visions that C5 would one day grow so big and all of us now would rise up as leaders to lead, but now that I'm in C7, I really don't know what the future's gonna be like. Well, I'm prepared to be blown away. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-1062020576413103191?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1062020576413103191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=1062020576413103191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1062020576413103191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1062020576413103191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/08/relating.html' title='Relating'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-2175893742656084309</id><published>2007-08-15T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:48:56.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Da Bomb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/gallery-big-062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Woohoo, the new iMac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sexy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-2175893742656084309?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2175893742656084309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=2175893742656084309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2175893742656084309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2175893742656084309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/08/da-bomb.html' title='Da Bomb'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-1547779199647630741</id><published>2007-08-15T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T21:13:34.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>A Mistake?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Many things happened during these few days: O Level Chinese results, O Level English Oral, DPA results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For all these, I can only thank my Heavenly Father who brought me through all these and the glory goes out to him. Haha, it's about time that I show the world; mainly my parents that I can excel in my studies and be committed in church at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Parents will never be satisfied with their children, something which is common in all families. My mum just went " Work harder. " when I told her about my results. I guess the point wasn't brought forward to her. She just expects too much of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm filled with mixed feelings now. I was faith-filled and I prayed for my DPA, hoping that I get accepted into Temasek cause it's like in the East and how easy it is to travel to Singpost, although it's a half an hour's bus ride. When Miss Seah heard about it today, she laughed at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Instead of being happy or any other kind of reaction, she had to laugh. Well, she had her reasons for doing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Main reason: Mechatronics was a dumb course, well, to her. And at that point of time I got so worried that when a person of engineering qualifications and experience laughs at you, you don't need to be a rocket scientist to tell you that something is wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now, 3 days after the results was out on the web, my mum started going gaga cause Mechatronics wasn't the course that I was suppose to put as my first choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ What a comment when she agreed after I discussed with her in the first place. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What do you do during times like these? I can only trust God to turn things around for a good cause. If He allowed me to enter TP, there is a cause for it and I believe that He has plans for me to carry out in that campus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;These are the times when you cannot rely on being real to turn things around. There are limited things we human beings, mortals can do. Lifting the situation up to the Most High One will there be a change in the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-1547779199647630741?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1547779199647630741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=1547779199647630741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1547779199647630741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1547779199647630741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/08/mistake.html' title='A Mistake?'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-8792345934238922109</id><published>2007-08-10T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T00:18:41.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Experiments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Introducing Adobe Lightroom 1.1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Lightroom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, cool program that works well when you have both that and Adobe Photoshop. Although Lightroom is targeted at professional photographers, a casual one like me uses it as well. Haha. Go download it if you're interested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm still in the process of editing the photos and I hooked up Lightroom, so I'm in the midst of experimenting the program. I will send them out when I've reached a level of satisfaction which will be real soon. Haha, thanks for the patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tomorrow will be the grand opening of Singpost and I've already seen quite a number of people walking into the place even before today. So it's like a handful of them have already seen the interior of it. Sigh, I wish I was one of them. Haha, but it wouldn't be a big deal at the Grand Opening if I did so. Different point of views I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Photos of Grand Opening will be mine tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-8792345934238922109?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8792345934238922109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=8792345934238922109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8792345934238922109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8792345934238922109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/08/experiments.html' title='Experiments'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-2119889037419998892</id><published>2007-08-08T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T00:23:16.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Always been here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been quite a while since I last post, I'm not people like Amirul who updates his blog on a regular basis and and the same time come out with posts that has substance. Different life schedules I guess. People have different deadlines to meet and goals to achieve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Many of the regular bloggers have already celebrated their 500th posts and beyond, that doesn't apply me for though. I still have a long way to go, despite blogging for 2 years already. What does that say about me? I'm still not a full-time committed blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still, just start off this post with a funny local picture spotted by Mr Brown:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Life-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wah, not bad ah. They can read the papers upside down. Haha. That shows how dumb advertisements can be at times. Even though you have put the message across to the people, you must also make sure it's realistic too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes it irritates me when bloggers strip materials out from another blogger's website and then post it as their own. I mean, I give credit to whom I got the pictures etc. from. There's like no honesty and you're just enjoying someone else's glory and honour when you do that. It's really irritating. This is just something purely random: my thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorry guys, the pictures are still not up yet. Give me some time to edit them before sending the pictures to you all. Haha, today's really a great day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Great day in school, great night pigging out with my fellow classmates at Seoul Garden. Haha, really had my fill eating that buffet. Haha, food was good but still can be improved. I can't expect much out of it also, it's not like as though it's a Five-Star restaurant, but it serves like almost anything you would love to eat under the sun. Almost. Haha, don't wanna give you high hopes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Great day in school: It's not about the National Day celebrations, all that was fun only at the last part where people started standing up to sing National Day songs and everyone started getting hyped up. I'm sure that the elderly were bored, cause like they probably didn't understand a single word that was said during the event. Everyone spoke in English, sang in English and cheered in English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What I'm refering to are personal thoughts. Pastor Sy Rogers shared on the last session of his seminar that he went many places that were awful; drugs, prostitution and he started asking God, " Where are you? Where are you in the midst of all these? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He got the answer every time he asked that and God would always reveal to Him that He has always been around, in the midst of the fallen people and moving among them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got my answer today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Although I'm not allowed to reveal or else I will get skinned alive, Haha, but still.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm guilty of having thoughts and this place would just be like the other schools, having people with bad influence and then students being affected by the pop culture of this world and their actions would sometimes lead to their own suffering of consequences. No matter how head you can try to turn that around, all of us are students and our age doesn't matter much; No one's going to listen to you anyway. Why would any teenager listen to you when now they don't even listen to the adults? What makes you think you have capacity to influence compared to today's pop culture? I can try my best to influence those around me with positive and morally correct ways, there's only a handful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where's God when all these mess is going on and they don't seem to change or improve for the better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He has always been here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He has already planned and sent out His people into the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm just the younger generation to realise that another generation before me has always been doing the Work of God which they have been sent to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I realise that all thanks to a simple decision to stay longer for a while. This " a little while more " of time, had become a personal revelation of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I no longer question like before, I got my answer today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-2119889037419998892?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2119889037419998892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=2119889037419998892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2119889037419998892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2119889037419998892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/08/been-here-always.html' title='Always been here.'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-1784870562172076170</id><published>2007-07-30T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T19:03:10.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Abundance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God blesses us when you're faithful to Him and His ways are bigger than our ways and His thoughts are bigger than our thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, I got offered an interview by Temasek Poly and this would be my second interview. God is indeed faithful. Not only just one, but two. I don't know what the outcome will be, but this is an experience which I encounter God so strongly and this proves that there is a God who exist, without Him I'm just an ordinary person. With Him, I'm valued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Deuteronomy 28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Blessings on Obedience&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 “Now it shall come to pass, if you diligently obey the voice of the LORD your God, to observe carefully all His commandments which I command you today, that the LORD your God will set you high above all nations of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 And all these blessings shall come upon you and overtake you, because you obey the voice of the LORD your God:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 “Blessed shall you be in the city, and blessed shall you be in the country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 “Blessed shall be the fruit of your body, the produce of your ground and the increase of your herds, the increase of your cattle and the offspring of your flocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 “Blessed shall be your basket and your kneading bowl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 “Blessed shall you be when you come in, and blessed shall you be when you go out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 “The LORD will cause your enemies who rise against you to be defeated before your face; they shall come out against you one way and flee before you seven ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 “The LORD will command the blessing on you in your storehouses and in all to which you set your hand, and He will bless you in the land which the LORD your God is giving you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 “The LORD will establish you as a holy people to Himself, just as He has sworn to you, if you keep the commandments of the LORD your God and walk in His ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Then all peoples of the earth shall see that you are called by the name of the LORD, and they shall be afraid of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 And the LORD will grant you plenty of goods, in the fruit of your body, in the increase of your livestock, and in the produce of your ground, in the land of which the LORD swore to your fathers to give you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 The LORD will open to you His good treasure, the heavens, to give the rain to your land in its season, and to bless all the work of your hand. You shall lend to many nations, but you shall not borrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 And the LORD will make you the head and not the tail; you shall be above only, and not be beneath, if you heed the commandments of the LORD your God, which I command you today, and are careful to observe them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 So you shall not turn aside from any of the words which I command you this day, to the right or the left, to go after other gods to serve them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some people might think why I'm going through this DPA exercise, when I can actually get into Poly through merit. Well, I'm just trying to assure my place in a Poly before you people who have L1R5 of less than 10 comes into Poly and fight for places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;See how tough the competition I will be facing? Haha. From my perspective, I'm just taking a step ahead of assuring my own future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Right now I'll pray in faith of them accepting my application. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Glory to God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-1784870562172076170?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1784870562172076170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=1784870562172076170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1784870562172076170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1784870562172076170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/abundance_30.html' title='Abundance'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-8540389410114347681</id><published>2007-07-29T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:12:31.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>What say you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, today's the last service at FTMS House and although I didn't manage to get myself many photos, I still have a reasonable amount of them. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being the photographer means that you won't get to be part of the picture, I'll remember this place anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mrroddy.multiply.com/photos/album/5"&gt;Photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the second year I've been a Christian and I got saved in FTMS. This is where God revealed my destiny to me and this is where I really grew to be a better person, getting my life changed under the power of God. My life wouldn't be able to change just by any ordinary worldly influence, besides, what else can the world teach you besides corrupted stuff?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every single week as I flip through the papers, there would be a small section in the Sunday Times, the main section, and they would publish a short letter written by an anonymous seeking help from a counselor. Almost every single week, I would notice letters written in by teenagers, around our age or older, expressing their fear and concern after having pre-marital unsafe sex and don't know what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is always a common thing about all these letters: Teenagers fall into temptation of having unsafe sex through meeting with people at clubs. "I meet this girl/guy at a pub/club".. and the rest is you-know-what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm just glad that Sy Rogers came and the seminar's all good, filling me with the information and the teachings that I need to keep myself clean from this dirty world. People sometimes ask me if I have something against this world, well, not really. I just hate it when people fall into bad situations even though they were taught how not to. They can't think before they do anything and then regret when they are suffering the consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Modern pop culture says pre-marital sex is okay and experimentation is all okay, what do you say? If your answer is even a Maybe, I can tell you that you're at risk. Keeping yourself clean in a dirty world, seems easy-said but difficult to be done. I know I can, with God with me I can conquer all temptations that come my way, emerging stronger each time worldly temptations come my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My question to you is this: Can you do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know I can; With God I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-8540389410114347681?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8540389410114347681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=8540389410114347681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8540389410114347681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8540389410114347681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-say-you.html' title='What say you?'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-4640421907845617620</id><published>2007-07-29T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T18:52:20.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>A chapter ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, at the posting time of this post, it's considered the last day which we will be in FTMS House. Went on a photo spree after Sy Roger's session but I only uploaded 8 photos so far from the many I took onto my Photoblog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Click on the tabs at the top of the page to get there. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just a little preview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/DSC_03583.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/DSC_03593.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just hate it I'm in uniform when taking pictures. Blame the school for Saturday lessons, blame the school for not following the five-day work week which was implemented by the government. TK is the chiongest school I've ever known in my life, even CCHMS ain't as hiong as us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;More pictures tomorrow and the sad thing is that I won't be part of the packing up, otherwise I will be able to take more and more pictures and just flood my Multiply account. Haha. I'll just take as many as I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sidetrack for a while, Mrs Tan didn't unleash her true colours on me, a little maybe. Haha, she wanted to take back all the CCA points that she has given me just because she's pissed at me for not telling her that I would be going for the interview instead. Okay, she can be nice and not so nice at times. Aiyah, she's both lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Telling me stuff like she's got a relative who's a lecturer in SP so she can at least help me out a little if I were to enroll myself into SP. So yeah, she's nice to a certain extent: That I cannot deny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-4640421907845617620?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4640421907845617620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=4640421907845617620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/4640421907845617620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/4640421907845617620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/chapter-ending.html' title='A chapter ending'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-3530092578392268176</id><published>2007-07-26T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T20:19:37.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Being Smart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, now I guess most people know that I got shortlisted for DPA and today's my interview. Isn't really a big thing actually, I mean it's like Poly and getting shortlisted by a JC is so much more a remarkable thing, from the way the Singaporeans see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Interview was okay today, just that the interviewer asked another guy in the same room as me for the interview more questions than they asked me. I mean, he's a basketballer and he's taller than me. Haha, what can I do? All his 3 choices are all SP and various Engineering courses while in my application, the first 2 choices are TP and the last one is SP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What can I say? They would probably think that I'm not that interested in SP and I would have a lower chance of getting into that course. Anyway, it's already over and I have already did what I could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now to face the consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was told that now She's so pissed at the few of us who "did not skip the E Maths Mock Exam, but rather had something more important to attend to ". Saying that we didn't get permission from any teacher and went ahead by making our own decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's like, what makes you think I would gladly trade a shot at my future education and career just for a mock exam? A mock exam can always be taken another day and I'm like free tomorrow? What's with the big fuss all about? Can't she just sit down and think for a minute or so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If I were to trade that in exchange for just a mock exam, now that will not be smart of me. That's what I call not being street-smart and not being realistic enough. Going ahead with that "trade" will show that I totally have no capacity to think ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's not like I'm so smart like her that I need not rely on anything to get into a Poly. I know my own strength and weaknesses and this DPA exercise I took part it gives me a chance to assure my future. I would only apologise to her if only my future career is to be a Mathematician, which will never happen in any way. Maybe at the most I will just apologise for not informing any other teacher that I'm not turning up for the test. That's the furthest I'm gonna go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, SP's really a cool place and if I'm not wrong it's the largest Polytechnic in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/260720072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A fast food restaurant which I think had a deal with the Management to give discounts to the students cause an upsized McSpicy meal only costs $5, while on the other hand, it costs like $6.60 or so at other Mc branches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, it's always the food that I blog about. I mean, you need to know what you're going to eat for the enxt 3 years right? Haha. Guess as much that many of them were all sick of Mcs. There were only one or two groups of students were there. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4GB thumbdrive selling at only $60. There's also tako balls, the japanese pancake, pizza. What else can you ask for man? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being able to get this far in the exercise, I cannot that God enough and I can only give all glory to God. I mean, being shortlisted among more than 5000 students nation-wide it's quite a miracle for me already. What else can I say? God's the love. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sy Roger's seminar tomorrow and two weeks after this I will be in my new church building, so I guess I will do some " I was here " photos over at Douhby for the next 3 days. Haha, being taken down from Ministry it's like having mosquito bites; I have this itchy feeling to get near the sound console, at least be in the castle. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay on for updates tmr! (: You must know what Mrs Tan will do to me. Haha&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/14762593-3530092578392268176?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3530092578392268176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=3530092578392268176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3530092578392268176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3530092578392268176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/being-smart.html' title='Being Smart'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-7496649252549001411</id><published>2007-07-22T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T20:40:59.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Being in True Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Being in love with the Person, more than the Cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I attend service every week, attaining what I need to bring me to another level in faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;More than just conquerors, I want to be an overcomer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Overcomer of all my problems in the present and the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Having visions in one's life is so important. A person without a vision is a person without a future. A person without a future is a person who will always go back to his/her past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now that's the last thing I will ever want to do, or rather not doing it at all. There's a reason why my blog is titled: The Future's Amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I look forward to the future for it's gonna be more amazing than the past. Seeing the church grow from the 500s where I first joined and now we're entering and progressing to the thousands. The future is so bright and amazing, when you have God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ministry is all good, serving God is all good, but I have fallen in love with the Person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pastors are right, you will be blessed when you listen to a sermon, but you will be blessed twice, thrice as you keep on listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My dear friends, the Bible is not a fiction book which you read to entertain yourselves - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The Bible is the Word of the Living God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-7496649252549001411?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7496649252549001411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=7496649252549001411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7496649252549001411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7496649252549001411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/being-in-true-love.html' title='Being in True Love.'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-4078676500853138246</id><published>2007-07-16T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T01:17:26.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>New Chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;These few weeks have been really a bad week, other than a few things which I have to say, that really changed my mood and thinking a lot for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My com screwed up because of the adventurous spirit I had, trying to install another OS in my current XP installed laptop by creating a partition for it and blah blah blah, and in the end I lost all my documents, including my precious pictures. songs and movies which I painstakingly dl them from the Internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sigh. However, a good thing that I actually looked forward to was that since I had to reformat my XP OS, I have lost all my games, which saves me the energy and the mind-draining effort to keep myself away gaming, even though I had done that for more than 3 months now. Sometimes you do fall into temptation once in a while, we're all human afterall. A reformation of my drive has assured me: No games till after Os.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Also, I have installed applications which I have meant to do so for a while but lacked the time to carry it out and the reformation has allowed me to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let me introduce you to Microsoft Office 2007: Enterprise Version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/MSWindow07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Look so much better than the current Office applications that they have which everyone is using now, mainly Office 06 and so on. It has the Vista look in it and it pretty much satisfies me, cause Windows OS Vista really sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Why do you think I decided to take the risk despite knowing that there are, just to install a Mac OSX Tiger? I'm really fed-up and sick of Windows already. Somebody save me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have to say that Office 07 is pretty much cool. I have programs like OneNote bundled together with the installation of Office 07, a program which is like a virtual notebook. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A reformation has also led me to installing Adobe Photoshop CS3 Extended Version, with the ability to create and edit 3D images and graphics, Sony Sound Forge 9; Professional Audio-Creation &amp; Editing program. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A blessing in disguise would be a perfect way to describe what I went through?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just submitted my DPA form minutes ago, with the deadline at 3 in the afternoon, which I would probably still in school taking my Listening O Level Exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hope that I can get to the course that I want; I defied my parents decisions and went ahead with my own desired courses, filling the form up. Haha, that's what happens when you have a friend telling you that no parental consent is needed to attend the interview if you're shortlisted. So I just went " Aiyah, just whack my own one lah. Heck care about what they have to say", and there I went, submitting my form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Your Presence makes me strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-4078676500853138246?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4078676500853138246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=4078676500853138246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/4078676500853138246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/4078676500853138246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-chapter.html' title='New Chapter'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-9099526645997947277</id><published>2007-07-06T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T23:56:38.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes things happen when you have a mirror with you and you're having a boring lesson or something you don't enjoy and don't have a passion for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Accessories these days made for the modern people of the modern world, adds in things which people lack; feeling up those gaps which were thought to impossible or just likely to take place by the people in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now you have wallets/purse which comes with a mirror at the back. It's catered mainly to girls, and it's not that they're generally vain that's why they need the mirror. Girls are generally more image-conscious so they always need a mirror to check on themselves. A slight bit of untidy hair will lead them to tying up everything again, instead of just working on that particular area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Guys like me heck-care about our appearances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Why care so much about your hair and your pimples when you know that you'll be going to the Army a few years time and you will have to shave bald and then you're gonna perspire like you never did before, your pores gets clogged up by the face paint and your face will turn out like crap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha. That's why I always cut flat-top. At least I can imagine myself being bald so that I need not get a big shock from myself and the people around me. Short hair is cool, flat-top is cooler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Mirror1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Mirror2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See that wallet/purse over there? Get what I mean? Glory to creativeness and convenience. Now you can spy on your friends 180◦ around you, mainly the people seated behind you. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-9099526645997947277?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/9099526645997947277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=9099526645997947277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/9099526645997947277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/9099526645997947277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/07/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-6547012119848070148</id><published>2007-06-28T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T00:06:03.936+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Vandalism: Good or Bad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/270620070023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Egyptian writing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Instead of it being carved on a mud wall, it's drawn using liquid, connecting two tables together symbolising the unity and strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can be some archaeologist already ma. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/250620072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess I should try to scrape it off my desk when the time comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, for your info, I didn't do this. My handwriting isn't that nice to that extent. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But still, I'm proud of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A personalised table in school, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to that someone, that someone who never fails to make sure her shoe print is on my uniform. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Updated&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/14762593-6547012119848070148?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6547012119848070148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=6547012119848070148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6547012119848070148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6547012119848070148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/06/vandalism-good-or-bad.html' title='Vandalism: Good or Bad?'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-7629043329630558576</id><published>2007-06-22T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T23:22:29.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Serenity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today is the day which marks the last day of fun which I had before the start of the Term 3 and that's when the real hell of stress and pressure comes in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Being part of the organising committee of a zone event definitely rocks. Although I got the logistics job most of the time, well, I might as well put my physical size to use and not let it be of waste. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't have any pictures to post of my day at Sentosa today but it's definitely worth going and everybody had their own fun, even us, the people who contributed to make this whole event a success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, I have faith that this is not going to be the last time an event like this will take place; Cause when the Os ends.. Deng Deng Deng! Haha, I'm so going to wreak havoc and play like a wild kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, Brother Sky just can't wait for me to graduate, and I share the same thoughts as him too. Os is really holding me back from going into full-time ministry. Haha. I just hate it but I have to admit it though: All the fun and great plans for my future will only take place after the Os. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Only after. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, let's all give it our best shot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-7629043329630558576?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7629043329630558576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=7629043329630558576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7629043329630558576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7629043329630558576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/06/serenity.html' title='Serenity'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-9173682005019020366</id><published>2007-06-17T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T19:17:18.632+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Gorgeous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/hires_XtremeAudioNotebook_p2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ahh, just look at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Look at that sleek design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is so my new love. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Creative is cool, and Apple is not. Well, except for the Macbook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-9173682005019020366?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/9173682005019020366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=9173682005019020366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/9173682005019020366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/9173682005019020366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/06/gorgeous.html' title='Gorgeous'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-1767745772279409195</id><published>2007-06-14T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T21:41:58.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Creating fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After that class chalet I have realised one thing about 4C: We create our own fun. We turn boring situations into exciting ones by creating our own fun. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4C Electronics Course took place today and having visited Ngee Ann Polytechnic, it's actually the 2nd largest Polytechnic in Singapore, with a space of 36 hectares but 3 has been rented out to SIM University. So it's like Ngee Ann Poly and SIM Uni are in the same campus, and graduates from Ngee Ann actually further their studies there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ngee Ann's library has a bubble-tea shop and some students actually use their laptops in the library to play games like Diner Dash. Haha. Their canteen sells Japanese Cuisines which are so cheap that you can never get the same meal at the same price they offer. A Terriyaki Don Set costs like $5-$6 outside while they only sell it at $3.50. The quality can be comparable and the amount of rice that they give is so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ngee Ann is definitely a choice to consider, just that it's located all the way in Clementi and people like us who live in the East will have problems with transport. One instructor actually bragged about the campus and how the students fared for half-an-hr while the other instructors in other labs went straight into teaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It should be called a lab in the first place, with the window glasses as partitions to divide the labs and we all got distracted by each other in different rooms. Take this for an example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG47072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;I had two guys over at the other lab posing for the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, most of us really got distracted as we kept looking into the other labs to see what they rest were doing and we tried to even communicate through the partially sound-proof glass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sounds waves of different frequencies blasted throughout the labs and I think I've really gone deaf to a point, not due to the music I hear, but due to the piercing frequencies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG47132.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Is Lim Pon alive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, one thing I noticed about my cameras are that they have the ability to capture ghostly images. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-1767745772279409195?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1767745772279409195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=1767745772279409195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1767745772279409195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1767745772279409195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/06/creating-fun.html' title='Creating fun'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-5722781932861453501</id><published>2007-06-13T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T00:47:16.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Here We Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, here I am back from the class chalet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A shout-out to all 4C people who made the chalet successful and wonderful: Thanks guys for making this such a great time for me. I certainly have enjoyed my time there, as well as the one night sleep that I had with you guys, even resulting to sleeping on the floor. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm so gonna put on weight. Know why? I have been eating 4 slices of Chocolate cakes in a row. Well, not all are chocolate, basically cakes. Haha, Happy Birthday once again to all the June Babies out there! Hopefully I didn't miss anyone of you all out. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm still in the midst of editing and uploading the pictures and they will be uploaded onto a accessible platform so that you guys can just download them as you please. Please bear with me for this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This week's gonna be a blast with Red Rain coming on Saturday and Sunday. Haha, for those who are still interested in it you can approach me. I still have free tickets with me. Haha, another milestone for the church and the Ops side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, till then. I need to have my beauty and proper sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My back is still aching from the night I spent with the floor. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-5722781932861453501?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5722781932861453501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=5722781932861453501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5722781932861453501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5722781932861453501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/06/here-we-go.html' title='Here We Go'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-3144037818751890276</id><published>2007-06-09T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:52:13.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Happy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just had one of the best days in my life with two wonderful ladies for half a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thanks for making my day so great and I hope that both of you have enjoyed equally as I did. which I know both of you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cheers for great days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-3144037818751890276?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3144037818751890276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=3144037818751890276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3144037818751890276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3144037818751890276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-days.html' title='Happy Days'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-2560946630874931483</id><published>2007-06-08T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T22:09:47.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Against the Flow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/DSC_00092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had a time of my life today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A really big shout of thanks to C5 again as well as Sound Ministry, not forgetting random people wishing me Happy Birthday in Singpost and even in Macdonald's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, even though my birthday is over like 5 days ago, I still have people wishing me so and yeah, putting all the wishes aside, it's really a great proof that I really have a great family. Even though my birthday was in the midst of a busy schedule in church, with the setting up of Building Fund service and everything, I still have members of my spiritual family celebrating my birthday after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another big shout out of thanks again. Haha, one thing: I didn't know what Brother Jon's birthday is also in June. Haha. Well, Brother Jon, if you're reading this, Happy Birthday! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was just on the phone with Sabrina and it's like, although Sound is just a Ministry of 8 people or so, it's a powerful ministry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With Brother Sky leading us, we can reach greater heights and going on to a higher level just under his guidance. There's a time to be serious, also a time to have fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kinonn was just joking during dinner at Macs just now, saying that all the Ops people who were there, were able to form a CG of our own, the O. Zone. Haha. And I want to be part of the Ghost Squad too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Criteria to be part of the Ghost Squad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Must be able to play Bang! the whole night without sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Must stay in church overnight for around 6 nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, basically, making Singpost totally you home. Haha, I will be part of the squad after O levels. Just wait and see. Haha. As I'm typing this post right now, Brother Sky, Wei Hao, Nigel and some others would be playing Bang! right now. How I wish I can be there with them also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I must at least stay overnight once before my prelims, if not I will not be able to do well. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pastor Joakim's Seminar all the way till Sunday. Chalet from the 11th - 13th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14th would be the Electronics course which will last the whole day and it's like all the way in Clementi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Till Then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-2560946630874931483?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2560946630874931483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=2560946630874931483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2560946630874931483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2560946630874931483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/06/against-flow.html' title='Against the Flow'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-5949883814601165372</id><published>2007-06-06T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T15:46:08.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Stuck in my head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oMq_Qt35TbA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyone around me is singing this song right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's stuck in my head alright!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-5949883814601165372?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5949883814601165372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=5949883814601165372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5949883814601165372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/5949883814601165372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/06/stuck-in-my-head.html' title='Stuck in my head'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-8218730158758283540</id><published>2007-06-03T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T01:12:29.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>In-Phase</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sweet 16 to myself and I congratulate myself for being able to watch NC16 movies openly without having to resort to underhand means. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just kidding about the movie part. Haha, now with P2P you don't have worry much if you can't watch movies like 300, which is a great movie to watch especially when you can learn good moral values about life and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's one good thing about the Internet. Life-changing and impactful sermons are all available for us to watch and we can learn even though there's an earthly gap between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;For this post I really like to dedicate it to my Pastors, Leaders and the people of C5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been a rough but great time to be together with you guys. Ever since being saved in October 2005, my life has never been the same again because of you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My life has been mouldered every time I attend a service, a connect group, a meeting, a conference and even just simple fellowship. No matter how messed up my life was or how strong my PO was/is (Still have. Sigh.), I know that I always have you guys around and I trust my life into all of your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Getting saved was the best decision I ever made in my life, and being with you guys are the best moments of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What happened tonight after service just proved and showed me one thing: C5 will never be the same every again. It will flow with the church and it will change and grow like never before. The culture has already been set in place and we're ready to go all out to be a strong and powerful CG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/C5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Of course, this is just part of the CG and with the Building Fund Pledge Day, I see myself accelerating and growing so much ever since I got saved; Fulfilling my destiny and adding souls to the Kingdom of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All those times I spent in church for Worship Practices and even helping out in the moving and setting up of the new place till midnight and just short of staying overnight, which could have been possible if not for the truncated lessons, it's a family I'm talking about here. Here, I spent my time fruitfully by being with people of my family; my spiritual family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On this significant day of my life, I thank God for everything that He has done in my life, I thank Him for bringing me into this great family, I thank Him for Pastors and Leaders, I thank Him for the people around me. Lastly, I thank Him for the great life He has given me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May my life be a testimony and an example of what God can do to a person with no purpose and no direction in life, to a person with a great destiny to fulfill  and a place called Heart of God church; a place where I can truly call it my HOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*A shout of thanks to all those who wished me. Haha, it was really sweet of you guys. Smses, MSN and calls! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-8218730158758283540?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8218730158758283540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=8218730158758283540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8218730158758283540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8218730158758283540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/06/in-phase.html' title='In-Phase'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-6039044285240246627</id><published>2007-05-28T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T23:11:28.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Weary, but happy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, back from the first day of the moving to the new place at Singpost. Demanding on physical strength, but it's a great experience cause we will do it another 2 more times before we permanently move in. I hope I will not be going through Prelims and Os the next time when we move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I so wanna stay overnight at the new place. Although the air-con will not be on till Friday, it's still fun when you have church people around you and doing silly stuff like playing Bang, a Sound Ministry game which is now widely spread to the Ops. side and even CGs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's just a great thing to know that the people you're hanging out with now, you'll be seeing them for eternity. Looks like I have to get to know more people and know them better. Haha. It's gonna be a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just a little preview of what we did today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/28052007002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This was taken before Nightfall. Everything ended around 8:30 and yeah, there's still another round tomorrow. Guess it's safe to upload this picture since now everyone knows the new location of the church and how the inside looks like. Yeah, it's so gonna be great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I won't tell you what are the facilities available. What Pastor mentioned was just the only few. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Main quote of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Brother Sky: Okay, here's tonight's action plan ah. It concerns life and death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Us: What is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Brother Sky: Makan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Us: Aiyah, expected from Brother Sky lah. We thought what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-6039044285240246627?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6039044285240246627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=6039044285240246627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6039044285240246627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6039044285240246627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/weary-but-happy.html' title='Weary, but happy.'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-7937525090191191291</id><published>2007-05-25T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T16:52:35.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Needs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't need a teacher who has never taught me before to comment on my studies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;neither do I need teachers who give nonconstructive comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't need friends who compare results just to see if they got higher and better,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;neither do I need parents who do not believe in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;God is all I need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-7937525090191191291?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7937525090191191291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=7937525090191191291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7937525090191191291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7937525090191191291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/needs.html' title='Needs'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-9033842599821876590</id><published>2007-05-21T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T18:55:45.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Appreciate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha, I was just taking photographs in church yesterday cause I had to do up a Ministry wallpaper and this led me to taking photos of the sound console in church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just to share with you guys:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/DSC_01082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/DSC_01102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is what I have been talking about being a Sound man. Haha, hope all the faders and the knobs don't scare you away. You can get the high-resolution pictures from my Photoblog. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is all that I have for you today. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-9033842599821876590?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/9033842599821876590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=9033842599821876590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/9033842599821876590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/9033842599821876590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/appreciate.html' title='Appreciate'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-3311151086486255144</id><published>2007-05-18T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T14:22:39.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Different Angle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A really big thanks to all out there who are concerned for me and yeah, I'm feeling quite okay already, after this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had sadistic and crazy thoughts this morning but none anymore during school time until now, so I can be officially deemed as being stable and I will not blow off like I used to; years back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blogger has a new feature of draft autosaving, a feature offered by Gmail a long time ago, guess they decided to add that in after realising that part of their members have turned to other websites like Xanga and Livejournal,  so hoping that with this new feature, it will draw them back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's just see how effective their action will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes it's just funny how people will go to the extend of cheering you up, and I thank God for the people around me and after yesterday, I have learned to treasure them even more. I could not have got through everything without them; I would have turned depressed and gone berserk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/BeHappy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, I've just realised yesterday how cute one of the Powerpuffs can be. Haha, the above picture is drawn by Janice and she purposely spelled my name wrongly. Maybe I should name my son that in the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, Rodgerick. Then I would be able to go out with my son and tell everyone to address us Rods or Roddys. That would be cool. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've sticked that post-it on my organiser and it's always the small little things which make a great impact. Now you know that I'm serious and the statements I have made before have been proven to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Faithful to the small things always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guess most of you know that now I'm phoneless, something which seems rare because newspapers and forums always talk and revolve around this topic: Are phones an indispensable object?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No phones means no pictures to look at, no messages to browse through, no information sent to update you.. Basically, nobody to talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is my second day living without it, and I'm doing fine. No phone calls from parents asking me what time am I going to be back home, where am I now, why am I not at home studying and so on. It's like as though I have gained a new level of freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you get home and they get angry, you know what to say: No phone what! How to call you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;However, these things have been slowing my progress down though. I missed phone conferences and now highlighted as being uncontactable. Sigh. All things come with a price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-3311151086486255144?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3311151086486255144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=3311151086486255144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3311151086486255144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/3311151086486255144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/different-angle.html' title='Different Angle'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-4614757532886151641</id><published>2007-05-17T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:42:40.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Hip Hop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hp2L32I0CTo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally uploaded this after so long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-4614757532886151641?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4614757532886151641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=4614757532886151641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/4614757532886151641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/4614757532886151641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/hip-hop.html' title='Hip Hop'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-8231788004740381761</id><published>2007-05-16T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T22:55:54.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Inconsideratation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am feeling very tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I truly am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I know who you are, I would have shot you in the face with no questions asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I truly will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-8231788004740381761?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8231788004740381761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=8231788004740381761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8231788004740381761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8231788004740381761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/inconsideratation.html' title='Inconsideratation'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-7177897498725179306</id><published>2007-05-12T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T16:17:25.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm just going to update a little for the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know it's 3:22 AM in the morning now and why I'm awake till so late/early cause I'm still thinking about a video she should me. Haha. I wonder if she reads my blog for now, but the video she showed me kept me wide awake. Haha. Touching video which sets me thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This post might be updated if I were to go for the 2E reunion outing, guess only the dinner part of it cause I'm all booked in the morning and afternoon. Guess a lot of people has already got the movie Spiderman 3. I just love the part where Peter Parker started dancing in the club. Those moves were wicked and awesome. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I experienced, first-hand where the Worship Leader of City Harvest Church, had his daughter hugging him after he came down from the stage for sound check. There's something different in God's family. God's love is in it, God's grace is in it, God's mercy is in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The cloak of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's a follow-up of th Apple Pie picture, Mong wanted to break the record but didn't get the chance to go to Macs, so we did something different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Mentos2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;We owned Mentos. It's ours to take! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha. Today, somebody asked me something which I don't really know how to answer, or I might already know the answer and just that I don't know how to express it you know. Above all that, my focus and emphasis of my life is still God. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/Meepok.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Check this out. Haha. Random? Yes I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-7177897498725179306?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7177897498725179306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=7177897498725179306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7177897498725179306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7177897498725179306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/grace.html' title='Grace'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-7582908441086181103</id><published>2007-05-11T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T11:53:42.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Delicate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QQR0cOwcx9U" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-7582908441086181103?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7582908441086181103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=7582908441086181103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7582908441086181103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7582908441086181103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/delicate.html' title='Delicate'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-2475455537752345986</id><published>2007-05-10T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T00:51:10.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Cultural Mandate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Restoring the things of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I learned a new term today: " Tall-poppy syndrome".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha. Want to know what is it all about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's a term used to describe people who are always negative and thinks that things are impossible. They work in the environment that lacks faith and hence they always criticise people when they feel that a certain matter cannot be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think most of you guys have not come across that until now, that you have read this sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you have the heart and the hunger, you can draw out a lot from a Man of wisdom. I did it tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pastor Kong's preaching is at a higher level amongst the preachings that I have come across just one simple sermon alone you can learn lots of things and your knowledge becomes wider and your capacity just expands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;It's more than just information, it's the Revelation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm probably too exhausted and tired to play any games now, now that the examinations are already over. It has already been over a few days ago to some of the people out there, it's like when the Sciences papers had been done with, they didn't bother to study anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One interesting thing about my family is that my mum asked me to return home early today, to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TO STUDY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TO STUDY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TO STUDY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Come on, stare at these 3 lines carefully and closely. My mum asked me to return home early after my paper for the day and to stay at home to study. Sometimes you guys can't blame me for having a rebellious nature though. Just look at that, how can a soft-heartened child be raised in this kind of condition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The preparation for the seminar was early as 6 hours before the opening of the seminar and while preparing in the Overflow room, Pastor's family came into the room and sit down, enjoying some quiet time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's amazing to see how Pastors manage their time; while busy preparing for the seminar, they were able to spend time with Rina; Not just any kind of time, not leftover or excess time, but quality time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm really blessed to have great Pastors, leaders and mentors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-2475455537752345986?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2475455537752345986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=2475455537752345986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2475455537752345986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2475455537752345986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/cultural-mandate.html' title='Cultural Mandate'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-8944560977188066167</id><published>2007-05-07T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T18:17:28.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Plugged in</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha. Look at the title of this post. I still can remember that that was my group's name during the P5's project work. Haha. I can't remember what I was doing on. My memory isn't that good after-all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mid-years are going to end in a few days time and I'm going to have the time of my life on Thursday and Friday. Pastor Kong's seminar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/ApplePies2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;We're a crazy bunch of people. Accept that fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Everyone deserves a good break after an "awesome" session of demoralisation by the school. The smile that Mrs Chee had on her face, all those dumb Maths questions which don't make sense when you try to work them out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;People have been saying that the Mid-Years are meant for a purpose; to let us all fail and do badly so that we are pushed to work harder for Prelims. What a great way to psycho us into that. Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG46972.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes if you find that your Internet speed is too slow, you might want to make a consideration to change the LAN wire. I've just changed mine today and speed is relatively faster. Comparing two different PCs with different wires, the gap was as wide as 4 Mbps. Yeah, just a suggestion if you find that your speed is too slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG46982.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;It's hard at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;However, one thing you should take note is that the speed will not always increase all the time. Servers which will take a long time to respond or generally your PC is infected with spyware and adware; all these are factors which will affect the Internet speed also. You just got to make a good judgement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will enjoy my day tomorrow. I'm gonna sleep till the sunlight shines on my behind. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-8944560977188066167?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8944560977188066167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=8944560977188066167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8944560977188066167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8944560977188066167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/plugged-in.html' title='Plugged in'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-721068348321616528</id><published>2007-05-06T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T00:09:43.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching'/><title type='text'>Turning Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Talk about great destinies in God. Hey hey, everyone in church is growing at a great speed now with Building Fund coming up, this will be a great year to remember how the levels that each and every one of us rose up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was drawn to the castle today after a long absence from it, missing 3 Worship Team practices. When God gives you a destiny, you press on and hang on to it, it will come to pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Talk about joining Sound Ministry about a year and 7 months back, I hung on to my dream of becoming a sound man and I am one now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A sound artist for God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hebrews 12:1-2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1 Therefore we also, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2 looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;There's a reason why the above is the Verse of this year. There's are reason why God revealed these verses to Pastors and made it the Verse of this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;You've got to lay those weights down, those weights which are holding you back from going all out for God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Until then, it's difficult for you to fly and grow in Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Until then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-721068348321616528?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/721068348321616528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=721068348321616528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/721068348321616528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/721068348321616528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/turning-point.html' title='Turning Point'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-2568562905981409959</id><published>2007-05-03T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T15:15:09.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Real events of Nuclear Tests.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C6hexBiOdaU" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-2568562905981409959?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2568562905981409959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=2568562905981409959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2568562905981409959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2568562905981409959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/real-events-of-nuclear-tests.html' title='Real events of Nuclear Tests.'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-6660455799727401754</id><published>2007-05-02T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T17:43:10.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Relax</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha. How did everyone fare for the Social Studies paper today? Great? Know anything about the retirement age being increased in Singapore? I don't think anyone knows because we teenagers don't really have the time to take note about local news like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://willythecop.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-annual-leave-and-no-sick-leave-for.html"&gt;Cloudywind's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; blog and she'll tell you more about the retirees working conditions. You will be surprised about how the Government has plans for the retirees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've got nothing much to update, just that the A Maths Paper 1 was a killer and I heard people saying that they lost like 30+ marks. So yeah, so is the paper tough for what? What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-6660455799727401754?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6660455799727401754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=6660455799727401754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6660455799727401754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/6660455799727401754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/05/relax.html' title='Relax'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-1656752769853750015</id><published>2007-04-29T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T15:15:31.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>True Meaning of Emo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PKjaRFSR9SA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-1656752769853750015?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1656752769853750015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=1656752769853750015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1656752769853750015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/1656752769853750015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/04/true-meaning-of-emo.html' title='True Meaning of Emo'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-7960892573274647029</id><published>2007-04-28T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T23:00:21.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Deliver</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the midst of studying for Mid-years, I have to take a break from all the notes, all the black ink, all the formulae and equations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm not slacking for your information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My sister came back from an OBS camp today, not the one at Pulau Ubin but at East Coast instead. She didn't have any outdoor activities cause of the rain for the past few days but she brought back more stuff that I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Check this out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG46922.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;They came back with a photo and a sticker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG46952.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;And a notebook with the OBS design on the cover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's sort of unfortunate for the people like us who went too early. In actual fact, they came out with more stuff instead of just the T-shirt right after our time, for those who went. Shirts with nicer designs and material similar to that of a jersey. OBS pencil cases, OBS badges, and all I have is two white T-shirts with the logo of OBS on the right-hand corner and two photos of the group I was in for memory sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pastor Lia's birthday celebration was a couple of days back and many people were asking me where I managed to get hold of a photo of Pastor Lia for the design that I made for the card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just to let you guys know, I got it from the photographer Eric: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://worldthruyoureyes.multiply.com/"&gt;Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;People from church would definitely know Eric cause he's one of the photographers in church and you would normally see him around during service or events and he's always doing what he does best: Photography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;From all the pictures that he takes, you can feel the anointing; He's an anointed photographer and God gave him this gift and allowed him to step into his destiny and bring glory to His name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After looking at the pictures that he took, I related to myself and I thought, wasn't this once a dream and passion of mine? What happened to the camera I had and once thought that I would use it as well for his glory? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;People saw me as an amateur photographer who lugs around his DSLR camera hoping to take good shots of his surroundings but sometimes producing results which any normal person walking on the street could take using a normal idiot-proof and compact camera. I have the equipment, but I lack sufficient knowledge to put my equipment to full use and taking total advantage over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you were to notice, at the top right hand corner of my blog there's a tab which suppose to link to my photoblog, which I don't have one yet even if I have one I do not have enough resources to make sure it goes well cause I don't have the time to maintain one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After browsing through Eric's own photoblog, it lifts me to a higher level. People, wait for the results. I'm ready to deliver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-7960892573274647029?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7960892573274647029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=7960892573274647029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7960892573274647029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/7960892573274647029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/04/deliver.html' title='Deliver'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-8757317143385597525</id><published>2007-04-26T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T19:03:48.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Weight on the mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mid-Year starts tomorrow and I haven't been really studying very hard. Past few days for me have been those days where your head will feel so heavy in the night and you can't help but lie on your bed for a while. The next thing you realise, it's already the next morning. You have incomplete homework, you didn't check your e-mails and stuff like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Staying back everyday is really demanding on our brain and that's why you feel sleepy in the night. This feeling can't be helped. What to do? Unless you drink Red Bull and the stimulants in it charges you and makes you feel awake. Too much of that ain't good for your health though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I didn't come online or anything for the past few days, except to check e-mails and and calender. Daily habit. It's a great habit in fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I stumbled upon Mr Brown's blog just now. I don't really call it stumbling because I visit his website for updates on his podcasts. I don't use iTunes so I have to manually check instead. He posted this picture about Lenovo's laptop, which seems to be the most expensive laptop in the whole world and the price of that could get you a Ferrari in Singapore. No kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Check this out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/lenovo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See the price stated there? It's not an edited photo. You can log on to Lenovo's website and check out the price. I really hope that it's a typo error. I mean, almost $200,000 for a laptop. You can buy one of the poshest car in Singapore, why spend it on the laptop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If the laptop can do anything for kitchen chores to washing your clothes, I don't mind spending that kind of money, that's if I have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everybody out there, good luck for your MYEs. :)&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/14762593-8757317143385597525?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8757317143385597525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=8757317143385597525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8757317143385597525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8757317143385597525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/04/weight-on-mind.html' title='Weight on the mind'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-4234000475470363592</id><published>2007-04-14T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T22:23:11.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>I give Him praise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sidney Mohede's concert was a blast and I've found myself reaching another level in Praise and Worship. 2 and a half hours is nothing man, still remember the overnight prayer meeting? Haha. That had seriously helped me a lot in my stamina, not in running, but in praising and worshiping Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you were to realise, I didn't blog for almost a week. Games Carnival, church commitments, all these kept me from the computer for quite a while. Well, not forgetting studies of course. Mid-year's in about a week's time, so here comes the chiong-ing season for all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nonetheless, I didn't regret going for the.. Wait. I won't call it a concert actually, it's more of my personal time with God, that in the midst of all the studying and the stress that I'm receiving from my peers and family members, I spent time with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Many people have spoken to me in school and they showed concern about my studies, which is all great and I thank you guys for that. However great your concern may be, I have to say that you don't understand and know me well enough yet. But anyway, thanks sincerely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Salvation is the best decision you can ever make in your life. Serving in church, doing God's work is the best commitment you can ever have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;People might think that I don't have the brains to think properly, and all that I'm doing now isn't right. Every single one of us has the right to believe in whatever they believe in. I don't live by the standards of people in the world has set, I live by standards which God has set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lifting up my life to God and letting Him take control is the best decision that I've ever made; Salvation. You can say that I'm just a person who got influenced by church, neglected my studies in the progress and won't do well in life in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Trust me, you will see the result in years time. You will be amazed with it. We all know who will do better. No hard feelings for this post. I'm just trying to put across that church didn't force me to do all that I'm doing now. When you become a Christian, you will then understand why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Something I got impacted by what Sidney Mohede said earlier on: God has changed his life significantly, he got into drugs and all and now he's a Pastor in a church of 4000 youths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A  prayer which he prays everyday, " God, make me a better man than the day before. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm going to do the same too from now onwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On a lighter note, Congrats to all 4C people who contributed to the games in way or another, may it be playing for the class or cheering for the class. Thanks to all of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-4234000475470363592?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4234000475470363592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=4234000475470363592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/4234000475470363592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/4234000475470363592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-give-him-praise.html' title='I give Him praise'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-2646211121759740283</id><published>2007-04-07T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T21:54:49.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotional'/><title type='text'>He died for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Easter' 07 will be one of the most significant days of this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is the day which my Lord, God, sent His Son to die on the cross for me. Jesus is my Saviour. He bore all the pain and humiliation on the Cross, and His blood washed away all my sins in my life. I was redeemed at a very high price, and never will my faith in God falter or sway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG46912.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The Word of God has changed my life significantly; It has changed me from the inside out. The Word of God is the source of my strength. The Word of God teaches me about love, life and about leadership. If you're looking for a book to read, you need not think further. Read the bible, and you will have your life changed without knowing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The pain that my Saviour went through, the nails that were plunged into Him, I can just imagine the pain. He was crucified on the Cross in order to redeem Man from their sins. I don't think anyone living on Planet Earth at this present time, would be willing to lay down his/her life for me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't think so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;However, Jesus did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jesus did, for every single one of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-2646211121759740283?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2646211121759740283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=2646211121759740283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2646211121759740283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/2646211121759740283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/04/he-died-for-me.html' title='He died for me'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-8229729807219223294</id><published>2007-04-06T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:53:28.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>Tearing; Moving on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just came back from Mr. Jackson's wake and first of all I would like to thank Yong Jie for going there with me and yeah, I felt that our friendship has grown stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Secondly, I would like to thank Yvette. I'm not sure if you would be reading this, but I would still want to thank you publicly here.  The loss that we suffered can't be compared to yours, but you still went around comforting people who were tearing and after that short conversation with you, I really felt better. You handled yourself really well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want to let you know that if there's anything that you need, help or anything, just approach us and we'll be glad to do so. I have to say that it's Mr. Jackson fortune that he had god-sister like you. Thank you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After seeing Mr. Jackson for the last time today, I felt calm and hey, I'm not going to cry again. I've cried enough over it. I've brooded enough over it. I guess it's time that we do something about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To Mr Jackson: The A1 that I'm going to score, I'm going to do it with you in my mind. I will always remember your mentoring and the skills you have taught us, and I'm going to use it well in the exam. I'm not going to let you just leave in vain, I'm not going to let you just leave like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Although I did not get the chance to tell you how much we appreciate you and we didn't even get the chance to thank you, the memories of the times you had spent together with the class will always be remembered in our hearts. I swear upon this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;God has brought me this far in life, and I went through hard times and obstacles again and again, and I'm still not going to fall. I am weak, alone; but with Him I am made strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2 Corinthians 4:9&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Persecuted, but not forsaken; Struck down, but not destroyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I might be struck down, but I'm not destroyed. I've gotta put down this weight and continuing running the race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-8229729807219223294?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8229729807219223294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=8229729807219223294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8229729807219223294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8229729807219223294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/04/tearing-moving-on.html' title='Tearing; Moving on'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-4988315572417786298</id><published>2007-04-05T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T00:44:35.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotional'/><title type='text'>Sudden..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This post will go all out to people who knew Mr Jackson Kong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/326657710l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really don't know what to say. I'm starting to tear now as I'm typing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life is really unpredictable isn't it? One moment you're in contact with someone, you're talking to that person, and.. After some time, everything's gone just like that. Everything went just like the wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's only less than a month I blogged about Mr. Jackson, about how delighted I was to be able to find him on Friendster. Thinking, heyy, there is a way to contact him even though I don't have his number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I still don't have his number, and I don't think I need it already. Cause even if I call, no one would pick up. He wouldn't pick up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mr Jackson's so nice, to that extent that even his smile could brighten up someone's mood. The model drawings that he drew, showed it all about him; He had the talent and he's even an Art teacher. He was given the talent which not many has, to be able to express his thoughts through drawings and sketches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He was then taken away, taken away from this world, the great life that he was leading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can still picture the times which he taught us, the drawings that he drew for us, the teachings that he gave us and the laughter that we had together as a class. All these happened like as though it was just only yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wished it would happen again. I wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The dead can't be brought back to life. Things happen, it can't be helped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mr. Jackson, I will and I mean it, remember you for life. It has been great to know you and if I'm given a wish, I would wish that you will be brought back to our side again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now I know that you're in God's arms and embrace, I feel relieved and glad that you're in Heaven. God has His own reasons for calling out to you to His side and I'm sure that I'm going to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless your soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With all heart and love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Roderick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saddened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-4988315572417786298?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4988315572417786298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=4988315572417786298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/4988315572417786298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/4988315572417786298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/04/sudden.html' title='Sudden..'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-101336029891575900</id><published>2007-04-01T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T21:00:10.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Punk'd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What a week which I went through and at the end of it I found out more about myself: the Bad points that I have to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Although it's kind of inconvenient to state what they were here, but I would like to say that I'm feeling incredibly guilty about it and they were all pointed out to me. It was really a mean and bad thing to do and yeah, I didn't know what happened to myself then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Where did my love for people go? Where's the Shepard's Heart which I talked about wanting to have it? I'm glad that I know my mistakes and change it on the spot now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lighter&lt;/span&gt; note, I got punk'd by a great friend of mine. April Fool's Day on a weekend this year but I didn't expect myself getting falling for her trick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haha. Jing Yi, that was really a nice one. You totally got me. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I won't elaborate on what she did. People who are interested to know, you may ask her. Things are more interesting this way. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To all the people out there, Happy April Fool's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-101336029891575900?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/101336029891575900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=101336029891575900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/101336029891575900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/101336029891575900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/04/punkd.html' title='Punk&apos;d'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-8213744588704151207</id><published>2007-03-25T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T17:57:54.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>A New Meaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG46842.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;These are some of the dumb but cute things that we do during the Primary School days. This was the new version of Pokemon game, our own created version. See how creative we were back then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;*The handwriting isn't mine. My friend and I created it and all his job was to write down everything. I created and the map, gym leaders and everything all in my head. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I haven't been updating for a number of days due to my increasing commitment in church and yeah, I don't have the time. Which is a good thing though; I'm spending my time more productively, by having the heart of a servant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Many people were amazed and shocked by my decision of joining choir for SOW. Haha. Actually, I didn't imagine myself being there until God showed me the way. We gotta go where God wants us to, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It is important for Christians to know their calling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In regard to your calling:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you will not be judged according to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;what you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but rather according to what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;you were called to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[quoted from Driven by Eternity]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let me give you an example. At the Judgment Seat, Jesus my say something like this, "Evangelist Anderson, please step forward and give an account of all the souls I called you to lead to Me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That man my come before Jesus a bit confused and trembling, saying, "Sir, You mean accountant Anderson; right? I was an accountant with my own firm. This was my occupation. I set up many churches and non-profit organisations. Those ministries influenced many souls into Your kingdom. Do you have mistaken for someone else?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The Master may reply, " No, I called you before you were born to win multitudes in Asia to Me; give me an account of where they are. If you had obeyed Me, you would have been rewarded greatly for all the fruit you have harvested for My Kingdom. Now as a result, your works will be burned up, as they were not in obedience to Me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Are you fulfilling your destiny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-8213744588704151207?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8213744588704151207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=8213744588704151207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8213744588704151207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8213744588704151207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-meaning.html' title='A New Meaning'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-8265184090250318725</id><published>2007-03-19T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T00:52:34.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Sniff Sniff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG46792.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Being sick when you have just embarked on the most tiring week you will ever go through since the start of the year isn't a fun thing to experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All the people just happily tick their names in their class list and sign up for the Computer Quiz and now I have to edit all the questions, on the other hand, dying. What must you all join this dumb thing? Can't you just make my life easy and at least make Computer Club shameful you know. Pon the quiz. I'll be glad to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now I've got to spend unnecessary time in editing the questions, sacrificing my sleeping time. Why must you all evil people do this to me? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/CIMG46812.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just might be unconscious and sleepy when taking my medicine and take the wrong one. I will go, Eenie, Minie, Meenie, Moe and consume one. Just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just a little short update will do. My head is feeling so heavy that I want to sleep but I can't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-8265184090250318725?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8265184090250318725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=8265184090250318725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8265184090250318725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/8265184090250318725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/03/sniff-sniff.html' title='Sniff Sniff'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762593.post-674679594291480746</id><published>2007-03-16T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T23:43:56.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily rant'/><title type='text'>Tweak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just realised how fun it is to find fault with the world, but not from a Christian's perspective but more from a sensible, worldly person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Some people might think that I'm trying to be holy and show off my Christian faith on how holy we are, but seriously, give it a good thought. I didn't even add in any Godly stuff when I was attacking clubs. However, it's always best to have the Light shone in your life. You will know how to make right decisions then. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So what shall attack on of the world tonight? Kind of exciting doing this, cause there are many things to choose from but the disappointing part is that I will get stoned if I pick on the wrong one and offend people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's try something less sensitive. How about drinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;" For men over the age of 40 and post menopausal women who drink one or two units per day, alcohol can lower the risk of heart disease and certain kinds of stroke. It seems to do this by reducing the risk of blood clots. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;" Alcohol is a drug. Its immediate effect is to alter mood. Because drinking makes people feel relaxed, happy and even euphoric, many find it surprising to learn that alcohol is in fact a depressant drug. Because of this it switches off, or dulls, the part of the brain that controls judgement, leading to a loss of inhibitions. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;" Alcohol also affects physical co-ordination. The more drinks you have the greater the effect - speech becomes slurred, vision blurred, balance is lost and movements are clumsy. Heavy drinking will depress all bodily functions, so drinking very large quantities can result in unconsciousness, coma, or even death. Vomiting while unconscious or in a heavy sleep can cause death by asphyxiation. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[This is according to a website on facts of drinking.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you actually bothered to take note of every single line and actually start to worry, then you know that it's time for you to take care of your health cause apparently you drink. Non-drinkers wouldn't care because they don't drink in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So what if it has health benefits? Just imagine yourself vomiting when you don't even know it. That's super disgusting, and you can actually die in your sleep, just because you consumed alcohol. What's the point? You die over trying to prevent yourself from getting a heart disease, what a great way to live your life. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you know to control and limit yourself to the amount you're taking in, then I've got nothing much to say but you still know that's it's wrong. But what if you fall deeper and deeper, and you get addicted and you can't even get out? Your body and brain is no longer listening to that you want to do, you've lost your judgment skills already. Dead end, bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;People of our age now, actually do know how to mix their own drinks with high alcoholic content. Why don't you spend more time studying or doing something more productive rather than going on to the net and research on how to mix drinks? I won't have a say if you tell me you'll be taking part in a Bartender's competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You can do much better than that, you can do something good from that. Come on, learn juggling wine bottles instead of pouring wine out of it. Show the world that you can do something productive from the things that ruin the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Since you love calculating so much, and having such a great talent in remembering how much of each type of drink should you pour in and mix, why don't you become a teacher who teaches maths or become an engineer? Work in the IR as an accountant. There's always something good that you can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Learn to tweak situations to be at your advantage. Good and positive advantage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At the end of the day, it's basically your decision of how you want your life to be like, I can't be there when you start drinking and switch your beer to chrysanthemum tea, switch your wine with Lipton tea without your knowledge because you have turn muddle-headed from all the drinking you had. Get what I'm trying to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Britney Spears checked herself into a rehabilitation centre. I'm not going to make and poke fun about that. She's a baby herself too. At least she sought help, but for stubborn people like her it won't work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's all I have to say about the world today. See how fallen this world is now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762593-674679594291480746?l=rootofdarkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/feeds/674679594291480746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762593&amp;postID=674679594291480746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/674679594291480746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762593/posts/default/674679594291480746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rootofdarkness.blogspot.com/2007/03/tweak.html' title='Tweak'/><author><name>Rod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02970943002723830950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/cs_dreadlord/myson.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
