<?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-5551134</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:14:36.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Echo of e valley</title><subtitle type='html'>...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-112256194118916246</id><published>2005-07-28T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T07:48:27.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> okay. where do i start? *thinks hard*i realised something.i havent genuinely smile in a long time.i was flabbergasted by myself.sam havent genuinely smile for a 'decade'?that's not her right?shelovetosmile asbight as a star.'chronically ill' now.anything occured to her?trying to conceal anything, miss cheong?Mmm. i think because of my N's plus i still gotta work.exhausted? ya! that's the right </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/112256194118916246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/112256194118916246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112256194118916246' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-112245080241110214</id><published>2005-07-27T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T00:53:22.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the exam shook my faith.. argh. "you of little faith, why are you so afraid?" Then He got up and rebuked the winds and the waves, and it was completely calm." MATT 8:26 my prelim is coming. that means, my N's is coming VERY soon. ohmygod ohmygod.  "all things work for the good of those who put their trust in Him" Romans 8:28Putting my trust in Jesus does not mean things will always work out the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/112245080241110214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/112245080241110214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112245080241110214' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-112134810556003349</id><published>2005-07-14T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T06:35:05.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello hello hellojust suddenly got the mood to blog something here .-sigh-this is the feeling that im having !i dont know why am i like that .im tired .REALLY TIRED .just wanna ignore everybody in my life .can i just be the kind of happy - go - lucky personorcan i just dont be so emotional .orcan i just heck everything ?i dont understand myself .something that i know i cant bear to leave yet i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/112134810556003349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/112134810556003349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112134810556003349' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-111997283774152013</id><published>2005-06-28T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T08:33:57.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heavenly father , i wanna thank you once again . i know my life worth nothing w/o you thanks for the fav verse .joshua 1 : 9  have i not commanded you, be strong and courageous do not be terrified do not be discouraged for the Lord your God will be with you whether you go .thanks ya , esther ! i love youuuuuu .</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/111997283774152013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/111997283774152013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111997283774152013' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-111988206256865345</id><published>2005-06-27T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T07:21:02.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im crying .  i dont feel good . father , HELP ME !</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/111988206256865345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/111988206256865345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111988206256865345' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-111979496874423941</id><published>2005-06-26T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T07:09:28.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>crestfallen !im sick and tired of this kinda thing !=((</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/111979496874423941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/111979496874423941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111979496874423941' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-111959650594504538</id><published>2005-06-24T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T00:01:45.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i got nothing to do now . so i decided to type a entry here .just look back at my previous post . i remember one of them is about BGR stuff . i feel so bad about it . i always thought that i'll never get into this kinda 'bad' relationship frm the start when i choose to be with the one and only one above . it's a personal conviction who and what you wanna choose in the end . the risk i took to get</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/111959650594504538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/111959650594504538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111959650594504538' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-111953468782183153</id><published>2005-06-23T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T06:53:21.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahhs . im back to BLOG .something happened . im crestfallen .  i dont know what to say .or what you want me to say .sorry . but i cant post it here . why me ? why me ? why me ? but hey , Father , your ways i may never always understand , but my future is in your hands . and i will continue to run after you . not turning back . forever praying and trusting in your word . you are the light unto my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/111953468782183153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/111953468782183153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111953468782183153' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-111608919951327455</id><published>2005-05-15T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T10:09:05.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He is the reason for every season.</title><summary type='text'>IT'S OVER just finished mid year paper on firday. and yet i feel so unaccomplished about it.everytime i look back at my finished work, i always wonder to myself "i could have done better"and thats just me. I'm proud of the fact that I survived school today.. hahahs.This june holiday:To renew and re-affirm my faith, my hope, and my love with our heavenly Father. To draw closer to Him and to Seek </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/111608919951327455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/111608919951327455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111608919951327455' title='He is the reason for every season.'/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-111210477862155495</id><published>2005-03-29T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T05:59:38.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm. im here to blog again. sorry bloggie for abandoning you! hohoho~ i went out with Angela today. hahahs. i think we always have informer shepherding together. oops! =PpP we went BUGIS! then we walk around, wandering like the hungry ghosts!! hehhs! j/k. we went lotsa other places toO. wow! i really enjoyed myself today man! i wanna thank God for Angela. hehehs.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/111210477862155495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/111210477862155495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111210477862155495' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-110932972089884539</id><published>2005-02-26T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T23:54:24.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahahs. im finally back to blog something. Woo! i edited this entry. -sigh- sam just wanna be alone. i wish i could just live my life just the i want it to be. dont really care about wad people will say.. im sick and tired now. no point going anywhere ppl say that's good for u or wadeva shit. -shake head- A vacant Heart.. a vacant Mind..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/110932972089884539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/110932972089884539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110932972089884539' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-110550344165729601</id><published>2005-01-11T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T20:17:21.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's the meaning of Agape ? Agape is a Greek word that means unconditional love. It is the kind of love that Jesus Christ has for us. He also wants His followers to have this kind of love for other people.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/110550344165729601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/110550344165729601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110550344165729601' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-110500996138445338</id><published>2005-01-06T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T03:12:41.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im sick! really sick. but im not sick in mind. =P i got chicken pox! Argh. maybe because i work in kfc thats why i got chicken pox! is that suppose to be lame? oops. =))oh my preciousoh my preciousoh my everythingwhere are u?hais. i miss my school, friends, angela, U(u shld noe), Service, CG, FOOD and etc. hahahs.ppl, please dunn miss me. cux i'll miss u guys. hehehes! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/110500996138445338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/110500996138445338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110500996138445338' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-110365669574699995</id><published>2004-12-22T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T11:18:15.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>waaaahhh. i wonder nowadays guys are blind or what. kana ppl follow again. so scary. its still the 196 bus. but its just different person. hmm. dunn wanna talk about that anymore. im anti-guys now. so guys out there. go AWAY! flee. hahahs. kidding. i love Jesus!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/110365669574699995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/110365669574699995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110365669574699995' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-110356505490837362</id><published>2004-12-21T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T09:50:54.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im back. im finally online. wee. BUT,im just too busy and too tired to update. =PpPp. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/110356505490837362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/110356505490837362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110356505490837362' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-110139710959769104</id><published>2004-11-25T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T07:38:29.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hais. dunno wad to do now. im think about something. im think of HER. i really miss her a lot. i wanted to say sorry to her for not being a very good friend. i know she always think that im very different from the rest, im very nice. but im think im quite selfish at tymes. i miss u very very much. i miss the the days where we went bugis together.. i miss the days that we talk about God and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/110139710959769104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/110139710959769104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110139710959769104' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-110121938798068536</id><published>2004-11-23T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T06:16:27.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh gosh.ive been typing on this keyboard for so long! haha. gotta type notes for my English Hw. actually, i was thinking should i write or type. if i write. can la. budden i lazy to write neh. hands get tired more easily.hmm. aiya! to put it simply. im just lazy la hah. hee~~ =Pokok. first of all. to those of my friends who have been faithfully coming to my blog. so sorry for the long MIA. was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/110121938798068536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/110121938798068536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110121938798068536' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-110027962077411161</id><published>2004-11-13T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T09:13:40.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my Face is red. Super RED! aRrRr. i'm dead. =((((((.stop laughing ok. humph. hahahhs. nvm.i shall appriciate what God has given me. A RED FACE. lol. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/110027962077411161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/110027962077411161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110027962077411161' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109958933671656306</id><published>2004-11-05T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T09:14:53.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i shall now blog. and blog and blog. lotsa 'funny' stuff happened.TueWent to work as usual. after work, ard 12 plus. there was this grp of guys sited outside e KFC. they asked my frenz for my no. i was lyk, WAD? me? Crazy? And guess wad? my frenz give them my no. oh shit! i hate this. wanted to scold her. but i didnt.WedSama sama. went to work. i'm a workaholic. lol. went home alone. *scary</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109958933671656306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109958933671656306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109958933671656306' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109950217817511003</id><published>2004-11-04T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T09:36:45.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If God Was One Of Us by Joan Osborne 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 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109950217817511003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109950217817511003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109950217817511003' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109936862281568621</id><published>2004-11-02T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T09:22:19.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tuesday morning(today). Sister woke me up, telling me a friend called.I reluctantly arose from the comforts of my bed, and sleepily picked up the reciever, wondering who dared wake the sleeping monster this unearthly hour.....it was Edwin....it was 830am....it was Tuesday morning....I'm suppose to meet them for some stupid event.....it was utter shock and panic that so wonderfully kick </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109936862281568621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109936862281568621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109936862281568621' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109929514514362009</id><published>2004-10-31T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T23:45:45.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, The festive season is here. Ho ho ho?Santa is but a distraction from the real meaning of Christmas time. Christmas is but a time to commemorate the birth of Jesus Christ!The season of giving? Why only give now? Why only be a spirited well-wisher now? arent the other 364 days a year so aptly filled with opportunities to do likewise? hahahs.yea man! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109929514514362009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109929514514362009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109929514514362009' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109894328357492399</id><published>2004-10-27T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T23:01:23.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OuchSpliting Headache..Panadol doesn't seem to help much..Ouch..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109894328357492399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109894328357492399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109894328357492399' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109837174598533724</id><published>2004-10-21T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T08:24:14.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do u hear wad i hear? i feel like such a slacker, a sluggish, messy and lazy person. hardly doing anything constructive nowadays, brain feels dead and decayed, my mind like a barren dessert, devoid of all life. hmmmmm,The luxury of be able to get up late is getting to me.i wanna start doing something with my life once again, getting busy, getting my body and brain in motion, moving forward, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109837174598533724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109837174598533724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109837174598533724' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109789543722826643</id><published>2004-10-15T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T06:02:44.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Daddy, pls piggyback me! as i look upon Your Name, circumstances fade awayAnd now Your Glory steals my heart, for You are Holy.Evermore my heart, my heart will say. Above all, i live for Your Glory The best songs are in the world to me, are not those about the world and its people, but those that transcend the world and seep into your heart. YTDwhoa! ytd was my last exam. haizz. gonna </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109789543722826643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109789543722826643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109789543722826643' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109765635483345731</id><published>2004-10-13T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T01:49:56.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tears flowing down like tap water Daddy has been speaking.Tears juz can't stop when He started to speak. Warm and encouraging words that came to the heart. Thought everything is fine til He speaks. Words that touch the heart. Assurance came. Felt a hug given by Daddy. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109765635483345731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109765635483345731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109765635483345731' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109707123013421937</id><published>2004-10-06T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T07:12:38.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mummy's girl Hey world! tired tired tired. i dunn wanna study anymore. i dislikes studying. lol. hmm. I am so afraid i will lose out. It's in me tat i hate being the bottom but always wants to be the top. But nvm, i believe if i do my best, God will do e rest. =]] hahahs. i went home after school today. Miracle huh? Didnt feel going anywhere. just felt lyk staying at home. nothing much </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109707123013421937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109707123013421937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109707123013421937' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109697914349735663</id><published>2004-10-05T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T05:29:19.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The looming shadow I feel the darkness creeping nearer and nearer to meI shudder, anxiety and fear grip meMy mind is laden with worry and doubtSkies darken around me.... is there light?I dont know what precedes me now. God help me. God help us all."Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109697914349735663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109697914349735663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109697914349735663' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109664050868966757</id><published>2004-10-01T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T07:30:08.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spiralling thoughts my thoughts revolve around a few things now...1. Wonderfully indescribable thought of knowing God2. 'ORD' mood...elated3. Horrible thought of having to study for exam.4. What a boring life i lead...probably stemming from the fact i AM boring. makes sense what...boring gal=boring life? HeH, lets move on.Hmmm. sometimes i really wonder about the kinda relationships i am(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109664050868966757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109664050868966757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109664050868966757' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109929494516394633</id><published>2004-10-01T15:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T23:42:25.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, The festive season is here. Ho ho ho?Santa is but a distraction from the real meaning of Christmas time. Christmas is but a time to commemorate the birth of Jesus Christ!The season of giving? Why only give now? Why only be a spirited well-wisher now? arent the other 364 days a year so aptly filled with opportunities to do likewise? hahahs.yea man! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109929494516394633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109929494516394633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109929494516394633' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109929488586275155</id><published>2004-10-01T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T23:41:25.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, The festive season is here. Ho ho ho?Santa is but a distraction from the real meaning of Christmas time. Christmas is but a time to commemorate the birth of Jesus Christ!The season of giving? Why only give now? Why only be a spirited well-wisher now? arent the other 364 days a year so aptly filled with opportunities to do likewise? hahahs.yea man! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109929488586275155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109929488586275155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109929488586275155' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109929430181112537</id><published>2004-10-01T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T23:31:41.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chestnuts roasting on an open fireThe festive season is here. Ho ho ho?Santa is but a distraction from the real meaning of Christmas time. Christmas is but a time to commemorate the birth of Jesus Christ!The season of giving? Why only give now? Why only be a spirited well-wisher now? arent the other 364 days a year so aptly filled with opportunities to do likewise? hahahs. heh heh. yeaaaa!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109929430181112537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109929430181112537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109929430181112537' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109655896045569420</id><published>2004-09-30T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T08:42:40.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hectic LifestyleLife is so hectic at the moment.Tired. Tired. Tired.I manage to find strength and encouragement.I manage to let go of certain things in my life.I manage to improve certain areas of my life.I managed to managed myself with guidance from above.Thanks. Thanks. Thanks.I'm looking forward.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109655896045569420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109655896045569420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109655896045569420' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109630138694248744</id><published>2004-09-28T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T09:09:46.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's gonna be alright..So many things to do.Feel overwhelmed at the moment.But no worry,I have trust in Him,to bring me through.Tired tired tired.Come and charged me up NOW!my cup runneth over..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109630138694248744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109630138694248744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109630138694248744' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109600586130030226</id><published>2004-09-23T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T23:04:21.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Didnt go to school today. No one Wakes up. haizz. gonna kena scolding by my teacher on monday i guess. whoa. i was reading my journal just now. And i think My worldly life is really very sucky. thats wad i wrote..TiTlE: Death of life. Why is it so dark here? who's there? wad is this place? where am i? how do i get out of here?My question were answered when u opened my eyes to this cold, dark</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109600586130030226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109600586130030226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109600586130030226' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109586254442988587</id><published>2004-09-22T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T07:15:44.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As I Grow OlderAs I grow olderI become more aware,that certain aspects of my life,and attitudes towards life,change, and take on differentmeanings and approach.God leads me into deeper,more sympathetic and understandingexperiences throughout life.New levels which, when I look back,can see God's insightful guiding Hand upon me.Then to know and understand,that as I approached and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109586254442988587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109586254442988587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109586254442988587' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109561661999973558</id><published>2004-09-19T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T10:57:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Future is oursWhere will you be in five years time?Will you be doing what you ought to be doing?Are you striving towards your ultimate aim?So I yearn for you,Long to see you move.Oh, I lift my handsBefore my King and pray.Whoa.. i'm not gotta blog this few days.. gotta study and work! wahh. i'm gotta be damn tired!! but never mind! God still love me! Oh! btw, do u know why Agape is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109561661999973558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109561661999973558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109561661999973558' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109552256955885412</id><published>2004-09-19T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T08:49:29.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I NEED COFFEE!COFFEE!COFFEE!ARRRRR!Man shall not live by bread or COFFEE alone...I need Him..REFRESH ME!\\\\\\\\\\\///////////////Wherever you go.. Be obedientWherever you are.. Be loyalThe Lord your God, the Lord who is now KingI will praise the Lord alone unto eternityWherever I go.. I will obeyWherever I am.. I will be loyalThe Lord my God, the Lord who is now KingI will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109552256955885412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109552256955885412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109552256955885412' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109526554810228802</id><published>2004-09-15T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T09:26:25.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CAMPPPP!!hey ppl! plz dunn miss me.. i'll not be blogging these few days.. cause i'm going to my school 3days2nites camp @ Bahtera with kayaking.. cool rite!! lol.. miss u guyz manz!! takecare.. muackzz! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109526554810228802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109526554810228802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109526554810228802' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109509519422127569</id><published>2004-09-14T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T11:53:39.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mixed Feelings..So much to say. I'm having mixed feelings. Felt like I'm caught in a fish net, desperately trying to break free but I can't. How can I find meaning in this kind of life with such a situation? I'm desperately seeking for an answer. Looking for this answer throughout the whole day.anyway, sidetrack a bit.. Just changed my bloggie's music. heh heh. "love me" by Colin Raye.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109509519422127569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109509519422127569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109509519422127569' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109498777625025747</id><published>2004-09-12T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T06:21:44.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahahhx OKOK i know i havn't been updating my bloggie.. hahahx been super ermz.. "busy" hahahx with something else lah.. Nahh. Kidding. Actually these few days i got no idea on what to blog. Wanted to blog about so much stuffs but i just can't pen it down into words.No idea about what to blog but just a brief recap of the last few days. hahahx BlogGieSs are getting boooooring to some extend.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109498777625025747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109498777625025747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109498777625025747' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109461645260479058</id><published>2004-09-09T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T22:58:59.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guard your heart, Guard your thoughts!!whoaaa.. guess wad? i watched "A cinderella story" with my sheep on Tue. hmm.. it was damn nice. i think i'm quite emotional, i cried.( i think yvonne didn't notice) lol. after that we went to coffee bean.. chicago cheese cake rox! hahahaa.. and the ultimate!! wahhaaahhaa.. really had a great tyme fellowshipping with yvonne! heh heh.lalalalalaaaa.. i went</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109461645260479058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109461645260479058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109461645260479058' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109422864407299561</id><published>2004-09-03T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T19:06:28.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TIRED</title><summary type='text'>Yes I am very tired today.. Woke up late for school..Thank goodness my mother woke me up otherwise I don't know what time I will sleep until..dunno why I cldn't sleep..Kept tossing and turning in bed for I don't know how long then I cld finally sleep..It was a nice dreamless one until my mother screamed at me for me to wake up...Yeah woke up at 7.45 which is quite late already..So I had to rush..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109422864407299561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109422864407299561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109422864407299561' title='TIRED'/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109406031793550575</id><published>2004-09-02T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T05:02:09.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was casually listening to a michael w smith CD . Well, one particular song stood out from the pack. And friends are friends foreverIf the Lord's the Lord of themAnd a friend will not say "never"cause the welcome will not endThough its hard to let you goIn the father's hands we knowThat a lifetime is not too long to live as friends.Catchy tune aside, the words of this chorus have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109406031793550575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109406031793550575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109406031793550575' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109384792312428955</id><published>2004-08-30T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T23:38:43.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Verse 1:I don't care what they say about meIt's alright, alrightI don't care they think about meIt's alright, they'll get it one dayPre-ChorusI love you, I'll follow youYou are my, my lifeI will read my bible and prayI will follow you all dayVerse 2:I don't care what it costs anymoreCos' you gave it all and I'm following youI don't care what it takes anymore No matter what happens</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109384792312428955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109384792312428955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109384792312428955' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109378819912849558</id><published>2004-08-29T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T07:03:19.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I sit down, and wonder...aimlessly My thoughts are the leader of my feelings. My feelings, the avid follower of my thoughts. My head just wants to burst open right now. It feels so empty but so full of emptiness, its started to get too cramp inside. Some people around me have hurt me badly. Or rather i am letting myself get hurt by those around me. I am not the kind of individual to conifde</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109378819912849558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109378819912849558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109378819912849558' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109360739027688642</id><published>2004-08-27T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T04:51:22.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>one moment, we proudly proclaim: God is good!the next moment, when the world seems crashing down upon you, do u still maintain that firmly rooted faith and zeal u once possessed earlier. it aint easy. and it was never meant to be. to climb the highest mountains and to swim the deepest oceans?my entire life is now centered around this institution of higher learning (little wonder why it was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109360739027688642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109360739027688642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109360739027688642' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109343712484310556</id><published>2004-08-25T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T05:32:04.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whoa.. Jux came home frm CG and stuff.. wah.. And now i'm damn full! hahahx.. obviously i didn't eat my CG members up.. but we went to e $5 dunno wad shop and eat our dinner.. lol.. hmm.. So wad happened today! hahahx.. nothing much actualli. i slpt in class today.. cux i was realli exhausted.. feel lyk slping now oso.. heh heh.. =B </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109343712484310556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109343712484310556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109343712484310556' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109328746731663953</id><published>2004-08-23T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T11:57:47.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so stupid!!! i'm good for nothing! ttz wad my sister saed to me.. guess wad.. i deleted hardware and stuff! i died manz!! i cried for 1 and hour for this thingy.. cux i noe my sista will surely scold me lyk hell.. and of cux she did.. thank God tt nothing happened to my com(as in is not spoil) but definitely e hardware and stuff were gone.. In my 15 years, i've nv cries for so long.. hahahx..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109328746731663953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109328746731663953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109328746731663953' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109284169327571974</id><published>2004-08-18T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T08:08:13.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haizz.. i'm not gotta get Gold For NFT this year!!! All THANKZ to e stand n reach test.. i got 24 onli!!        SBJ: 180.. S.RUN: 11.7.. IPU: 4.. Arrrrrrr.. i'm gotta do my best in 2.4km Run this sat manz! hahahx.. i went Bugis with my frenz today.. kinda bored.. actualli i wanna watch movie de.. but tt movie is not out yet.. And e rest are not very nice.. hahahx.. hmm.. gtg.. byeeeee</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109284169327571974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109284169327571974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109284169327571974' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-109280375726024443</id><published>2004-08-17T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T21:37:18.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahahx..</title><summary type='text'>I got nothing to do.. so decided reopen my bloggie.. hehehx.. kinda bored now.. lol.. my fenz is at my hse rite now.. =) hmm.. later i'm going to NFT.. bet i won't get Gold again.. gtg. bye..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109280375726024443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/109280375726024443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109280375726024443' title='Hahahx..'/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-108170053627989226</id><published>2004-04-11T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T09:25:04.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Passion of the ChristBut he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon him, and by his wounds we are healed.Isaiah 53:5The above mentioned verse was part of a prophesy mind you. An amazingly realistic visual re-count of Jesus Christ's final 12 hrs before his crucifixion told in full detail, no sparing the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/108170053627989226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/108170053627989226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108170053627989226' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107941210009213412</id><published>2004-03-15T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T20:44:01.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rain rain rain~a cold rainy day~the cold rainy day..creates an atmosphere for renaisance..i dunn noe why..but it seems to me that..there's a hidden beauty on rainy days..behind that curtain of rain drops..there's an unfathomable beauty underneath..it juz makes one..so emotional..and it juz sort of makes everything slow down..giving one time..to think back about the past..hahahx..ok..getting a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107941210009213412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107941210009213412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107941210009213412' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107893117500270244</id><published>2004-03-10T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T07:08:31.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tired tired tired! woke up at 6 tis morning! cos i had a nightmare! hahahx! plus my room was too cold! long tyme nv blog leh.. kinda sian these few days! moody i guess... hee..it was raining all day long..was watching the rain outside and feeling the wind blowing in..some times..at different times..at different stages or days of your life..the feeling that rain brings to you can be so different. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107893117500270244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107893117500270244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107893117500270244' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107812263121943224</id><published>2004-02-29T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T22:32:37.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yoz!! i'm now in school blogging.. hehehx.. haizz.. alot of farni thingy happened..Dunn realli noe wad to do.. But i noe i got Jesus with mi!! sO.. is ok.. heh heh.. gtg byEE..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107812263121943224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107812263121943224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107812263121943224' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107771689161095937</id><published>2004-02-25T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T05:50:13.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been mad the past few weeks..Worked for 3days per week. 6pm to 11pm. heh heh..i will try not to make this entry one that wallows in self-pity and depression. hehehx..Night-owl, got quite sick but endurance manz! bodyclock literally screwed up..Really song, nvr worked littat before so it was really an experience... i think working is a real eye-opener...hahahx.. gtg.. byeE my dear bloggie..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107771689161095937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107771689161095937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107771689161095937' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107752465567855754</id><published>2004-02-23T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T00:26:15.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're Skittles!!!  You have a very interestingpersonality, you're so unique.  You're the kindof person who always thinks outside of the box.You're also a very accepting individual, andbelieve in inner beauty. Which kind of candy are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107752465567855754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107752465567855754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107752465567855754' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107694144081028335</id><published>2004-02-16T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T05:09:27.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MoNdaY. MoNdaY. MoNdaY. MoNdaY...</title><summary type='text'>Wahahahahaaa..Erm.. i had a Great daY in schoO| manz!! hahahx.. After my 'Favourite' Mathz lessons, i had my Recess at 9.30[wahahaha]! After tt we back to e class. then i realised tt most of my classmate were laughing.. So i asked them why.. then they sae while we enjoying our recess, one of my classmate suppose to lock e door locked my mathz's teacher inside e class.. And after hearing this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107694144081028335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107694144081028335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107694144081028335' title='MoNdaY. MoNdaY. MoNdaY. MoNdaY...'/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107632668703636478</id><published>2004-02-09T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T03:39:52.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hulahulahulahulahulahu.. Erm.. i got nothing to do today. So i decided post sumthing here.. last week, my frenz asked me sumthing. she sae why can't our mind be lyk computer. if i'm not wrong she was sad over sum BGR stuff. then she saed she wish tt our mind can be lyk comuter cux when sumthing bad happen, can choose to undo, check mistake or have a new page! then i din sae anything, i jux </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107632668703636478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107632668703636478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107632668703636478' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107607219617380521</id><published>2004-02-06T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T04:58:18.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Arrrrrrrrrrhhhh...sOoOoO pain!! I have my Hepatitis B injection today.. walao.. i din even noe tt today gt injection lor... i'm lyk HUH?!? Oh my gosh..  haizz.. toO lazy to type liaoz.. bb..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107607219617380521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107607219617380521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107607219617380521' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107590006592913378</id><published>2004-02-04T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T05:09:26.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahahx.. crazy esther..erm.. i'm too lazy to update.. heh heh.. *update update*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107590006592913378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107590006592913378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107590006592913378' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107580249039485336</id><published>2004-02-03T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T02:03:10.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ohhh.. eSther here.in sam's account... dont worry, she knows im here.. and i wont do anything to the cb blog... :promise: haha. lulalalulalalulalulalehss.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107580249039485336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107580249039485336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107580249039485336' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107521998311042896</id><published>2004-01-27T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T08:14:36.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SUMMER NIGHTS..Summer lovin' had me a blast - summer lovin', happened so fastI met a girl crazy for me - I met a boy, cute as can beSummer days driftin' away, to uh-oh those summer nightsTell me more, tell me more, did you get very far?Tell me more, tell me more, like, does he have a car?She stood by me, she got a cramp - he went by me, got my suit dampI saved her life, she nearly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107521998311042896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107521998311042896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107521998311042896' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107503739534662314</id><published>2004-01-25T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T08:12:57.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE BATTLE..Fights and battles, battles and fights,Absolute terror throughout the night.Watching my life, wither away,Breaking, piece by piece, day by day.From the darkness the demons come,Not all at once, but one by one.Lacking the wisdom that God supplies,They lure me in with all their lies.Just like a boxing match I fight each round,As the bell dings with its echoing sound.First </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107503739534662314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107503739534662314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107503739534662314' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107484020488456123</id><published>2004-01-22T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T05:30:15.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here Come The New YeaRs..(to the tune of "Old MacDonald Had a Farm")Here come the new yearsMarching round, E-I-E-I-OAnd one of the yearsIs the year of the Monkey, E-I-E-I-OWith a chee, chee here,And a chee, chee there,Here a chee, There a chee,Everywhere a chee, chee.Here come the new yearsMarching round, E-I-E-I-O.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107484020488456123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107484020488456123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107484020488456123' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107451894774724809</id><published>2004-01-19T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T22:45:21.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Judgement Day..Death and destruction now covet the landSatan has appeared who has taken a standLeaders are falling from both near and farWith many great losses from nuclear warCrops are failing - famine is on riseSatan is leading and telling more liesAll from the start he’s been setting the stageAs panic grows widespread from evil and rageOceans that boil – the earth is on fireSo many </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107451894774724809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107451894774724809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107451894774724809' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107418099082063748</id><published>2004-01-15T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T07:37:51.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Erm.. Very tired nowadayz.. maybe stress up by alot of stuff.. i dunno wad happened to mi, i felt so erm..haizz.. dunno how to Descries tt feeling. i think onli God understand mi well.. Haizz.. i'm realli very tired now... dinno wad to do.. dunn even feel lyk doing hw now.. i think God wanna test mi .. [To God]LOrd, i wanna be with u forever..i noe there 's no other love ttz as deep &amp; true..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107418099082063748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107418099082063748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107418099082063748' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107391140106181714</id><published>2004-01-12T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T04:44:38.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nothing Compares To YouI'm sitting here filled with wonderAt the amazing things you doHow the waters stay in the oceansAnd the vast beauty of the viewHow the stars are hung in the skyWithin them is written your wordHow we are the following sheepAnd you are the only ShepherdHow the sky is painted with colorBursts of orange in the sunset glowHow much knowledge it took to makeAnd how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107391140106181714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107391140106181714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107391140106181714' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107380333416836584</id><published>2004-01-10T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T22:43:30.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lalala! Hmm.. abit tired now actulli, cux ytd june, sinyee &amp; i went to phoebe's house to stay overnite.. hehehx! cool rite?!? Our ex-shepherd... haizz.. too lazy to type liaoz.. mi going to buy my newyear 'yi fu' later.. bye~  HUH?!? then why are u still continue to reading.. already type bye liao mah..hehehx!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107380333416836584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107380333416836584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107380333416836584' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107330250143915919</id><published>2004-01-05T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T03:36:12.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmph... mi sooo tired today.. din go to school lor.. Feeling abit sick today.. Haiz... mi like abit weak lor.. Today i went to polyester.. huh?!? nope.. is polyclinic.. hahahx! Then i went to e Library to use the internet.. then after tt i went to holland.. guess wad?[nothing much actulli] i saw my aunty, then she treat mi to e coffeebeanz.. i order e untimate &amp; Chicago Cheesecake.. yum yum.. And</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107330250143915919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107330250143915919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107330250143915919' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107323054422957712</id><published>2004-01-04T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T07:36:54.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hehehx! alot of happening thingy this week huh... firstly was fun CG Cum CB event[on e same day].. then after tt was ytd CB seed ppl event... Soooo FUN lor... BUT, school re-open liaoz... haiz... i'm still in my holiday mood lor... so Sickening lor...HAIZ!!!  Erm.. mi got a new haircut ytd...Sunday [today]Hehehx! Every sunday purpose to be a 'sian' day for mi, but today very different frm e </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107323054422957712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107323054422957712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107323054422957712' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107277372700214349</id><published>2003-12-30T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T00:48:50.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Cum Tuesday..</title><summary type='text'>Hmm.. its been a long time since i've updated.. today got CL retreat leh... nothing to do at home..  since i got nothing to do then i post sumthing here lor...haiya! ppl, plz dunn keep asking mi to update leh.. i'm too lazy to update... hehehx! are u guyz amazed my level of lazyiness again? wahahahahz...MonDayErm.. i had Seed meeting ytd.. thought tt itz gonna be great fun, cux ethan said so.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107277372700214349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107277372700214349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107277372700214349' title='Monday Cum Tuesday..'/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107235871755640888</id><published>2003-12-25T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T05:26:17.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Dayyyyyy..</title><summary type='text'>REalli WannA wish u guyz a merRy ChRisTmaS...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107235871755640888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107235871755640888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107235871755640888' title='Christmas Dayyyyyy..'/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107184216381604660</id><published>2003-12-19T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T05:56:57.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FaIthIf we have faith, and belief,that we are in God's care,then we can believe that theLord is with us everywhere.**********************His angels have been sentto protect us from harm,and to teach us about love,and keep our spirits calm.*********************This heavenly love surroundseach of us every single day,and today, because you are sovery special to me.I asked the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107184216381604660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107184216381604660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107184216381604660' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107072987022267910</id><published>2003-12-06T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T09:02:39.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Did you ever talk to God aboveDid you ever talk to God above                                          Tell Him that you need a friend to love                                        Pray in Jesus' name believing that                         God answers prayers                                                Have you told Him all your cares and woes                        Every tiny little </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107072987022267910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107072987022267910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107072987022267910' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107046742525144423</id><published>2003-12-03T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T08:24:31.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Du Zi Tong...</title><summary type='text'>Hmm... Had a great time with the Lord this morning! Hahahx! Really had a late nite last nite. Slept at around 5.45 am... *Bish*! dunno why, can't slp leh! [sorry! But dunn anyhow think, i'm not think of anyone...]Yupx! i went to Hq today... fellowship wif my sheepmate lor.. hahahx! We had a fun time there... We cooked alot of stuff. Mmm.. hotdog, fries, eggz, etc... Aha! And Ethan was trying to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107046742525144423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107046742525144423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107046742525144423' title='Du Zi Tong...'/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107029337159778143</id><published>2003-12-01T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T07:43:27.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No DMM...</title><summary type='text'>hmm.. monday... No Seed meeting today! Haiz! Nothing to do at home.. SO, fellowship with June, Sin yee &amp; Esther... we went to jurong point today.. As window shopping, cox no money... still got CBF, Camp fee, Christmas gift... haiz... nvm.. i'll spend my money wisely...bye~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107029337159778143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107029337159778143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107029337159778143' title='No DMM...'/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107012028873476783</id><published>2003-11-29T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T07:51:21.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>discover what candy you are @ quiz meChocolate... yum yum...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107012028873476783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107012028873476783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107012028873476783' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107003474666425654</id><published>2003-11-28T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T08:23:06.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lei ~~</title><summary type='text'>hmm.. feeling very tired nowaday leh... dunno why~ Bleah... feeling abit sick today..Muz drink more water, Dunn wanna be sick again...alot thingy happened,  but dunn feel like typing out for everyone to see... hahahx! nvm, God still love u... gtg.. very tired liaoz! mi mux slp early today... bye~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107003474666425654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107003474666425654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107003474666425654' title='Lei ~~'/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-107002837295605226</id><published>2003-11-28T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T06:06:46.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YOUR CROSS Whatever your cross Whatever your pain There will always be sunshine After the rain Perhaps you may stumble Perhaps even fall But God's always there To help you through it all ...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107002837295605226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/107002837295605226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107002837295605226' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106968897385637840</id><published>2003-11-24T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T07:51:24.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Update...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106968897385637840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106968897385637840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106968897385637840' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106897300123595275</id><published>2003-11-16T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T00:57:02.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sunday again...i'm a slacker....so stay at home and slack lor...then? Wahahahaha! MISS U SHEPHERD ...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106897300123595275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106897300123595275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106897300123595275' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106873674298344382</id><published>2003-11-13T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T07:19:21.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are a Sleeping baby.  It's surprising that youmade it through this test, considering youslept through the whole thing.  You're probablynot awake as we speak and everyone around youwill laugh when you finally wake up and peelyour face off the keyboard leaving aninteresting design etched into your face! What kind of baby are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106873674298344382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106873674298344382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106873674298344382' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106838799920516222</id><published>2003-11-09T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T06:29:23.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hiz everyone! Say Hi to e holy Ghost...Im back to blogging again lol ... Have been slacking as usual ,[hehehx!] too lazy to blog~ *sigh* Angela left for thailand liaoz! Min min, june, Yoshiko &amp; I went to e airport and sent her off...Before she leave, we use e handphone n sing a song to her [How could i live w/o u...] (~_~) feel like crying now...ya! i actualli wanna write a letter to her but i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106838799920516222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106838799920516222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106838799920516222' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106778583862021267</id><published>2003-11-02T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T07:18:44.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mmm... *Sigh* Another Sunday...Have to stay at home to accompany my mummy, [Nag &amp; Nag &amp; Nag] wonder if I m like tt in e future... Feeling slackly as usual...Nothing to do. Read 'Che ling wang' juz now,is bout sum chess thingy...Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...sorry, I m juz entertaining myself...Hmm...while I m viewing my notepad, I saw sum folder tt I wrote last year, Between Nov-Dec tt time...Is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106778583862021267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106778583862021267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106778583862021267' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106752804849508864</id><published>2003-10-30T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T07:33:57.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are flowers. What Part of Nature Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106752804849508864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106752804849508864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106752804849508864' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106701328356579063</id><published>2003-10-24T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T09:53:03.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey! Friday...Feeling slacky as usual. hmm...today i went to e Hq to meet Angela , Min2 &amp; June to plap bbball...guess wad? i was late again...hmm...ill discipline...muz repent. Plus...The CC gate are lock...Ooooo! cannot not play bball...Yah! Got singing Practice today..So got to left HQ by 2.45 p.m...*sigh* Cannot play bball...nvm...for God i will sing to my very best...Hmmm...waited for bus 7 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106701328356579063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106701328356579063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106701328356579063' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106692645569860092</id><published>2003-10-23T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T07:57:38.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Harlow! nothing really much to do today...didn't go to school today, coz i woke up late... hehez! I went to HQ today... to play bbdall...One thing happened...*sigh* sum Acs pple keep suaning Esther for sum stuff [ tt person sho noe] And i keep lauging...*no comments*  gtg bye...*wink*...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106692645569860092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106692645569860092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106692645569860092' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106671494094815108</id><published>2003-10-20T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T22:42:20.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hay! no school for me man! I think is e school marking day... hahaz! kinda slacky after Exam...I think my school are kinda crazy leh! Coz my school Exam started the same day w the fairfield pple but We end the exam very late...[Mon] *sigh* nothing to do @ home, yupx! later i'm going to evan w the June @ Qtss...den after tt we go Hq to perpare sum thingy for my CG tmr! Cool rite...*sigh* very sad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106671494094815108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106671494094815108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106671494094815108' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106640495708039956</id><published>2003-10-17T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T08:35:56.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey! Had shepherding today n Housekeeping... * Sigh* [Rain rain go away come again another day, little children want to play...] It's Raining Heavily ... I'm all wet...So i need to go home to change..:D  Hahaz! Thankz Angela, Sin yee &amp; June for helping me with e housekeeping stuff so tt i can go shepherding follow by sum sports games...Kinda like sum sports liaoz! I play until very tired...time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106640495708039956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106640495708039956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106640495708039956' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106640391717252310</id><published>2003-10-17T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T08:18:37.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chocolate Pocky! You're pretty normal actually.Pretty blah, but still tasty, and you know howto have a good time, even if those snobs outthere ARE riding around in their ferraris going115 mph, chomping on those perverted bananapocky. What Kind of Pocky are You? brought to you by Quizilla[Chocolate... Yum.. yum.. Countdown...16 more days to go...]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106640391717252310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106640391717252310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106640391717252310' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-10663186945780807</id><published>2003-10-16T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T08:38:14.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crazy Riddles"What do you get when you drop a piano on an army base?"Ans: A flat major.What driver doesn't have a license?Ans: A screwdriver</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/10663186945780807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/10663186945780807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#10663186945780807' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106631696729511158</id><published>2003-10-16T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T08:09:27.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Countdown...17 more days to go...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106631696729511158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106631696729511158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106631696729511158' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106613923801971156</id><published>2003-10-14T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T06:47:17.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>                                  A LETTER FROM HEAVENSally jumped as soon as she saw the Surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: "How is my little boy?  Is he going to be O.K.?  When can I seehim?"  The Surgeon said, "I'm sorry, we did all we could." Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer, doesn't GOD care anymore? GOD, where were you when my son needed you?"The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106613923801971156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106613923801971156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106613923801971156' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106603222882715475</id><published>2003-10-13T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T01:03:48.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wowwww! Tml No paper for me... I can stay at home and slack...jk! No lah! I will wake up at 9.00 to go my frenz house and study together...den after tt i'm go HQ to meet Simplifians(Cb5) ...I think we going sum where...haha! gonna have funny meh! gtg bye~~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106603222882715475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106603222882715475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106603222882715475' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106602711412862496</id><published>2003-10-12T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T23:38:33.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tennis ShoeYou are the epitomy of comfort and functionality...proudly show off your uniqueness andfunctionality. What Type of Shoe are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106602711412862496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106602711412862496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106602711412862496' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106589441870024535</id><published>2003-10-11T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T23:34:54.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha! Finally i'm not late for Prayer meeting... Today service are great man! Nice preaching by P.S Jeff.. Today service are quite special...gtg bye~~~ ZZZzzzYour Kagome! you like to hang out with your friendsand are always the first person to volunteer toshow a new student around, you are kind andgiving and enjoy having a occasional sleep-overwith the girls! What Inuyasha Character are you? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106589441870024535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106589441870024535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106589441870024535' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106562140725745634</id><published>2003-10-08T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T06:56:46.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ooooo...Very tired...Wanna go and Slp liao! Hehe! Today i have my CG... And Yoshiko's B'day...Happy B'day Joe...Hehe!! ZZZzzzzzz</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106562140725745634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106562140725745634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106562140725745634' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106536495741721073</id><published>2003-10-05T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T07:42:37.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lalalalalala!  Countdown....25 more days to go...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106536495741721073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106536495741721073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106536495741721073' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551134.post-106528845200043367</id><published>2003-10-04T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T10:27:31.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Q. Who was the greatest babysitter in the Bible?Ans. David - he rocked Goliath to sleep. . .~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Q: What was the first Sport mentioned in the Bible? A: Baseball . . . In the Big inning Eve stole first, Adam stole second and the Prodigal son ran home.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106528845200043367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551134/posts/default/106528845200043367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthagape.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106528845200043367' title=''/><author><name>samanthaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10995774264844711715</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
