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______skater dude;

2006-05-20T21:38:00.000+08:00

If God had a name what would it be?
And would you call it to his face?
If you were faced with him in all his glory
what would you ask if you had just one question?

Yeah, Yeah, God is great
Yeah, Yeah, God is good
Yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home

If God had a face
What would it look like?
And would you want to see
If seeing meant that you would have to believe
In things like heaven and in Jesus and the saints
and all the Prophets

Yeah Yeah God is great
Yeah Yeah God is good
Yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home
Just trying to make his way home
Back up to Heaven all alone
Nobody callin' on the phone
except for the Pope maybe in Rome

Yeah Yeah God is great
Yeah Yeah God is good
Yeah Yeah yeah yeah

What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home
just trying to make his way home
like a holy rolling stone
Back up to Heaven all alone
just trying to make his way home
Nobody callin' on the phone
except for the Pope maybe in Rome

Numb

2006-05-16T21:48:00.000+08:00

A guy is a guy who has guys around the guy to be known as a guy. A girl is a girl whos has guys around the girl to be known as a girl. Why can't there be equality in sexes when guys and girls go hand in hand without there being gays, lesbians, butches etc.
I am so Numb...

FLYING BLIND

2006-04-08T18:06:00.000+08:00

A flight from San Francisco to Los Angeles was delayed for 45 minutes after passengers had already boarded the aircraft. Needless to say, nearly everybody on board was feeling irritable by the time the flight departed. To make matters worse, the plane had to make an emergency stop in Sacramento. With no furthur explanation, the flight attendant announced that there would be a furthur 45 minutes delay there. As minor consolation, she added that passengers could disembark, provided they return in 30 minutes. Everybody got off the plane except one gentleman who was blind. It seemed pretty clear that he had flown before. His Seeing Eye dog lay quietly underneath the seats in front of him throughout the entire flight, as though he had done so many times before. The pilot approached the man as though he were no stranger, and finally even called him by his first name, "Keith, we're in Sacramento for almost an hour. Would you like to get off and stretch your legs?" Keith replied, "No thanks, but maybe my dog would like to stretch his legs."
PICTURE THIS: All the disgruntled passengers were hanging around the gate area when the pilot - who also happened to be wearing dark sunglasses - walked off the plane with the Seeing Eye dog.
MY ENDING: First the passengers, en masse, froze. Then they started scattering! Not only did many of them try to change planes; some tried to change airlines!
P.S: You can try to think of your own ending in such a worse case scenario.

Blackout at Home

2006-03-26T11:25:00.000+08:00

Do you know how it feels to have a BLACKOUT in your house for over an hour late at night? I had one last night around 8-9.40pm and it was real bad. I was busy eating my dinner while watching the television when suddenly, the lights when off. The power was cut. My entire family panicked. My family had never suffered a blackout as major as this one before. The switchbox was malfunctioning. The usual procedure when there is a blackout would be to head to the switchbox and off the switches in it and turn it back on. However, this time around, it failed. Normally a blackout occurs when the power trips but this time around, the 64V fuse that my switchbox uses had fused up. The technician was called in and it was an agonising 25minutes of wait. There was sheer agony boiling deep inside of me. I felt like I was robbed. Robbed of electricity which I took for granted. When the technician arrived, he took another painstaking 30minutes to locate the source of the problem. The ordeal was unbearable. I was forced to missed part of the football match that I had been waiting to watch on television for the whole week. A further bad news was then told by the electrician. The 64V fuse was spoilt and we had to make do with a 40V fuse temporarily as it was late at night and no major electronic shops were opened. There was fear deep inside of me. Pessimistic thoughts were running through my mind. One of them was, can the 40V fuse do the job of the 64V fuse my family used? While, it obviously did as I would not be able to blog right now if the 40V fuse had failed to withstand the electric current going through it. The consequences of the 40V fuse blowing up would be that an explosion would occur and that my family including me would be warded into a hospital today. This blackout taught me an important lesson. Never take things around you for granted as you will not know what to do when suddenly a mishap like this occurs.

My life in Boys' Brigade

2006-03-19T02:05:00.000+08:00

I joined the Boys' Brigade in 1999, Geylang Methodist primary school, and have since been in the Boys' Brigade family. In primary school, they called it the junior company. Well, I can still vividly remember the love and affection the officers from the junior company used to shower upon me. The officers took real good care of me be it inside or outside of BB. They cared for me so much so till the extent that i really felt the warmth from them. Just like the warmth a genuine family could offer you. This is what the Boys' Brigade is supposed to be all about. The officers planned activities that every junior boy could enjoy. They created a bond between me and my other fellow buddies and never once did i feel left out. I feel a real honour to be in the Boys' brigade. In 2002, I received the Gold Award, the highest award a boy could ever attained in the junior company. Due to the great affection i received from my junior officers, when i entered Geylang Methodist secondary school, I once again pledged my loyalty to the Boys' Brigade, the senior company. However, a sad tale was to be followed. In 2003, 30boys enroled into the Boys' Brigade as their co-curricular activity (cca). I was one of them. By the end of that year, left 15boys in the platoon. The numbers declined as during the year, we were tortured severely. We learnt drill and every mistake we made was like a grave sin. In 2004, from 15boys it became 9boys. The reason was obvious. Under the leadership of a lousy captain will you get such statistics. In 2005, the numbers increased, my platoon as they will call it have 12boys. It was after much persuasion than only that some of the boys returned. My year in the Boys' brigade in 2005 was a horrid year. There was this incident that the captain, lets call him LH, made me do push-up in the middle of the quadrangle. It was raining heavily and there was a pool of water at there. My whole body was drenched severely and i fell ill the next day because of it. I was given several projects to planned too. No matter how hard I tried to come up with a good proposal, it was always rejected. LH would lash out a scolding on me as to why there were abundance of mistakes in the proposal. LH humilated me too during the BB enrolment, he made me a camera boy and I had to do as I was told. A camera boy i became despite training so hard to be in the drill contingent for the enrolment day. The worst incident was that we had a camp during the december holidays and LH allowed another officer to disfigure my hair with a pair of scissors. When questioned by my parents, all LH did was shift the blame to the other officer saying that he had no affairs in it. The other officer was furthurmore from another company. How could LH being the captain of the company not protect me. This I am truely puzzled. My year in 2006 isn't any better too. The ultimate humilation was to be unfold, there was this once when I turned up in an attire which was of BB HQ requirements but LH deemed it unfit. LH gave me a word. This was what LH said "Don't make me embarrassed you in front of those GB girls over there. All I have to do is just to speak to the GB officers about it and you would be humilated for the rest of your life." LH was implying to me that I have to strip. What was he thinking. What audacity have he got just because he thinks he is the captain doesn't mean that he can take away my human rights. Well my enthusiasm for BB has been terminated due to the recnt spate of events that took place over the years in secondary school. The Boys' brigade objective is sadly not being comprehend in my current company. There is this saying that "what goes around comes around", I hoped LH will just get his just desserts.
This is my life in the Boys' Brigade.