<?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-3152643103505834661</id><updated>2011-09-30T04:26:52.812-07:00</updated><category term='you'/><category term='confused'/><category term='me'/><category term='book'/><category term='BM'/><category term='road'/><title type='text'>expressions</title><subtitle type='html'>there are many ways of expressions</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' 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days...&lt;br /&gt;not sure whether it's the feeling that i'm a boring person or that everyone who actually sees this blog would know what i'm feeling...&lt;br /&gt;though i highly doubt that anyone would be reading what i blog about...&lt;br /&gt;if life was worth living,&lt;br /&gt;why can't anyone prove it to me,&lt;br /&gt;why does it seem like there's nothing better to do everyday...&lt;br /&gt;why must that face just come back and haunt me every time i dream...&lt;br /&gt;each morning i have to start to breath and fake that cheerful smile i'm expected to give...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just feel like the people who matter to me,&lt;br /&gt;don't care whether i exist or not,&lt;br /&gt;to them i could be just another fat dumb useless guy just standing there just waiting to listen to each and every word they have to say because they mean so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm not useless,&lt;br /&gt;but it sure feels like it&lt;br /&gt;doesn't matter how hard i try&lt;br 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>it's just so hard</title><content type='html'>God help me.....&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to do......&lt;br /&gt;i can't sleep....&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking about it...&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know what to do...&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna go for NS tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;but i still haven't made up my mind yet...&lt;br /&gt;there's so many things that i have to balance.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if it will last this 3 months...&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to feel rejection again&lt;br /&gt;but i wanna know how this will turn out...&lt;br /&gt;I can't do this anymore&lt;br /&gt;it's just so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if she's ready for it&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if I ready for it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-9048623284515255095?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Some Christian you are, some pk you are. You tell people you’re Christian but you certainly don’t act like one. You go to church like some playboy, you flirt with all the girls at church.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;HELLO???? You come to church for God or for girls huh??? Some Christian you are. You play with your &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;itouch or your phone when the pastor is preaching. Have some respect you freak. What’s the point in going to church if you keep doing that? You might as well stay home and play your computer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;You PURE &lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:16pt;" &gt;HIPPOCRATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:16pt;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:16pt;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;You play with a girl’s heart as if she’s some toy you play with and chuck her away once you’ve ofund something new to play with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;If you think that I can judge you because your position and my position is different.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:20pt;" &gt;WELL GUESS WHAT!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;I’m in a &lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14pt;" &gt;worse&lt;/span&gt; situation than you’ll ever be in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;You say your dad’s a pastor but so what ?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My dad’s a pastor &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14pt;" &gt;too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Your mum may run an orphanage but so what?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;My mum is the head of the church’s children ministry and it’s way &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:20pt;" &gt;harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; than you think it is&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;So if you think you didn’t have enough attention as a child, I didn’t have it too.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Stop acting &lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14pt;" &gt;cute&lt;/span&gt; when&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;you &lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:18pt;" &gt;aren’t&lt;/span&gt;. it’s &lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14pt;" &gt;not&lt;/span&gt; cute. It’s plain &lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:20pt;" &gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;And because of people like you my brother backslided from church&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;And you know what? I’m so sick and tired of going to church to worship God and see people like you. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;I think it’ll be God’s blessing on me to see you leave or change to become a real person.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Mark my words. If you ever break her heart again. I’ll &lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:16pt;" &gt;break your back&lt;/span&gt;, and trust me, it’s not something that makes death easy, it makes it all the more painful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;And so what if I’m old fashion?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;So what if I’m not man enough to do what you like to do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;At least I have some good old fashion self respect and the courage to stand up for other people’s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;dignity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;(something &lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:16pt;" &gt;you don’t have&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-2258530706148879846?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/2258530706148879846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=2258530706148879846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/2258530706148879846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/2258530706148879846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2010/11/imm-sick-and-tired-of-you.html' title='I&apos;mm sick and tired of you'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-7358105762121640792</id><published>2010-07-06T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T08:02:25.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Add math moral part</title><content type='html'>In this Project, I have learned that nothing can be done without will, even though I did this project by my own hands, mouse, eyes, and yes definitely sweat, I couldn’t have done it without the help of my friends. Though I was supposed to be in a group, I couldn’t go for any of the meetings, so I was pretty sure I would be kicked out of the group, though I didn’t ask, I went ahead and did this on my own with help from friends on the rubric, the project questions and how to do the project.&lt;br /&gt; I would not deny that my weakness is procrastination, but I’m trying my best to do my work and try to cope in school. My way of representing my opinion is through a simple visualisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The streets were filled with content, no noise, just the feeling of accomplishment. You look at a long stretch of houses, all in the same design, modern architecture, beautiful and amazing simply a perfect sight for someone who has done all that he or she has to do. Earning what earn from all od this and make a living simple or sophisticated. Doing what you do to stand out, to make clear who you are. And everybody has a way of showing it, some show it by being rich and famous, others, maybe a businessman, whether successful or not, or maybe even a beggar.&lt;br /&gt; A few days later, it was the start of the holidays and you take a trip downtown to see well, the twon. Filled with old townhouses with people walking at every street, shouting, talking and everything you would find in an old town. Coffee shops that you used to go to when you lived there, the old uncles and aunties, still remembering who you are, your favourite food and stuff like that. But nothing can drift you away from life more than your childhood in the old times.&lt;br /&gt; After awhile, you decide to take the road down to your hometown, the place you grew up to see how it was doing. Old ‘Kampung’ Styled houses complete with gardens and farms, all different somehow or rather. You see the old ‘nasi kandar’ place, still standing, still so full of the faces you used to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now taking you to a perspective of things from an angle you would see from up there.&lt;br /&gt; Life nowadays are so arranged, everybody is given the same type of life, the same space, the same this, the same that. Everything is given the same. Even life as from maybe 50, maybe 100 years ago, has the same things, the same house, the same land, the same plot, everything is the same. But when you see the old ‘kampung’ styled house, they’re all different, they’re all made by hand, made by own view, own creativity. No ready built walls, no ready made chairs or tables, no.&lt;br /&gt; Though our lives have been arranged, we fill it out still, with what we want, we add-on things, we remove things, all according to our own liking. All we do is to show that our life is different from yours. It was the same for our father’s generation, it just was that it was in different time, with different kind of arrangements but it was all the same. Though we do not have the freedom of our ancestors, we still do 1 thing. That is LIVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-7358105762121640792?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/7358105762121640792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=7358105762121640792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/7358105762121640792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/7358105762121640792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-add-math-moral-part.html' title='My Add math moral part'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-7404904242692983083</id><published>2010-05-15T05:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T05:59:44.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's just your heart that do</title><content type='html'>life can't get any worse&lt;br /&gt;or any better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just how you want to take it&lt;br /&gt;when your heart doesn't want to take it like your mind want's to&lt;br /&gt;it gives you garbage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when it gives you garbage&lt;br /&gt;don't give it to someone else&lt;br /&gt;especially&lt;br /&gt;when the garbage you have is nothing more than the person next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's just boil this down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't give your garbage you someone else :)&lt;br /&gt;throw it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-7404904242692983083?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/7404904242692983083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=7404904242692983083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/7404904242692983083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-3367097030185972951</id><published>2010-01-11T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T04:13:02.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>But once again....&lt;br /&gt;        I say amen.....&lt;br /&gt;           But it's still raining....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this line is part of a song from Casting Crowns' Lifesong, called Praise You in This Storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       this line applies for many of us, no matter who we are, no mater what religion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is always like this because most of the time...all of the time&lt;br /&gt;            God puts us through tough situations, that he wants us to learn from, maybe he wants us to really call out to him, maybe to learn from it to be a better person....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Malaysia,&lt;br /&gt;a problem arose through a sensitive topic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far there were 8 churches attacked with firebombs at various places in Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;1 is badly damaged&lt;br /&gt;but mostly nothing too serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times like this,&lt;br /&gt;Let us Pray and Praise God in this Storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us call out to God and learn form this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-3367097030185972951?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/3367097030185972951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=3367097030185972951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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out</title><content type='html'>My life hasn't always been this way, but what can i say? even i don't remember how my life was like, imagine that old life was just a year ago, i don't even remember the things i wrote on this blog when i 1st started this blog, i didn't want this blog to be a emo blog, i wanted it to make an impact of people's lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been doing a good job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by now you would have probably gotten bored and will leave this blog&lt;br /&gt;bt pls stay&lt;br /&gt;it'll juz take a few minute to read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lived a total of 4 lives in total&lt;br /&gt;1- happy go lucky (age 0-14 1/2)&lt;br /&gt;2- emo (age 14 1/2- 16 2 months)&lt;br /&gt;3- LIFEgame life (4 days real time/57 years game time)&lt;br /&gt;4- trying to pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;camp was very meaningful in a way that in 4 days&lt;br /&gt;I got my BACHELORS&lt;br /&gt;I got a job &lt;br /&gt;I got fired&lt;br /&gt;I got rejected for marriage&lt;br /&gt;I gambled all my money away&lt;br /&gt;I GOT IMPACTED THE WAY I'VE NEVER BEEN B4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the camp&lt;br /&gt;they showed alot of videos&lt;br /&gt;i got impacted by a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually cried twice in this camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were many things happening in my life&lt;br /&gt;many problems&lt;br /&gt;many problems that i couldn't resolved&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;i looked down and stared at the floor&lt;br /&gt;i did that for so long that i 4gt what i was doing&lt;br /&gt;who i was&lt;br /&gt;where i was supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;and mostly&lt;br /&gt;who God made me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was 14 8 months&lt;br /&gt;i failed in my 1st puppy love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was 15 2 months&lt;br /&gt;i did badly for my PMR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was 15 3 months&lt;br /&gt;i entered pure science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was 15 8 months&lt;br /&gt;I failed most of my subjects&lt;br /&gt;I got a heck of a scolding from my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was 15 9 months&lt;br /&gt;I started recovering from my 1st puppy love&lt;br /&gt;I got backstabbed by 1 of my closes friends&lt;br /&gt;I lost my trust in all of my friends&lt;br /&gt;and I thought that nobody liked me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was 15 11 months&lt;br /&gt;and I did better in my finals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was 16 0days 0 months&lt;br /&gt;I found things that reminded me of things that happened and made me think i was useless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was 16 2 months&lt;br /&gt;I went to camp&lt;br /&gt;I recovered from my emoness&lt;br /&gt;and became devasted by the rejection of marriage(funny right it was juz all a game and it felt so real)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;i've resolved myself to become thin by feb 2010&lt;br /&gt;do well in my studies&lt;br /&gt;and make more time for God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because in that camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God told me something that i could never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm your friend&lt;br /&gt;I am your creator&lt;br /&gt;no one will love you more than I do&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE can take away what I have given to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking to myself&lt;br /&gt;how could God use such a stupid person like me&lt;br /&gt;how can God use someone who is so easily hurt by love&lt;br /&gt;how can God use someone who people doesn't like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt as i said that to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are not stupid, if you are, then everyone else here in this room is stupid&lt;br /&gt;because you have put your faith in me, I have given you gifts that no one else has&lt;br /&gt;and no one will ever take them away from you&lt;br /&gt;you may be easily hurt by love, bt what you go through now will change your life forever, you will be strong for me, even the tongue will not be able to penetrate you&lt;br /&gt;and who says that no one likes you, look around you, you have so many friends, you have so many friends that has not yet come to Me and if you love me, you will carry my commandments, you will learn what it really means to be a ChristIan, and your friends will be uncountable like the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i continued crying&lt;br /&gt;with my hand on my face&lt;br /&gt;I was ashamed with my self&lt;br /&gt;still doubting that God can you someone like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and He said to me&lt;br /&gt;take your hand off of your face&lt;br /&gt;open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;the person who is there sitting next to you,&lt;br /&gt;he is your friend&lt;br /&gt;and he is praying right now&lt;br /&gt;for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and slowly&lt;br /&gt;i pulled my hand off of my face&lt;br /&gt;and i opened my eyes and i saw uncle Edmund&lt;br /&gt;and he asked whether I had anything that i wanted him to pray for&lt;br /&gt;and i said&lt;br /&gt;anything  God puts into your mind&lt;br /&gt;and he prayed for me&lt;br /&gt;and everything that i was going through came out from his mouth&lt;br /&gt;and i was so touched that God&lt;br /&gt;even though he has the whole universe to care about&lt;br /&gt;he cares for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most of all he cares for all of our individual needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray that you who have read this will be blessed and those who juz read the  top&lt;br /&gt;will come back and their lives touched as well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-2479458979004700101?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/2479458979004700101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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do some exercise( don't be a couch potato)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C- Fake Studying&lt;br /&gt;  .Open a book and switch on your com and listen to music&lt;br /&gt;  .close the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D- How to the gym properly(as recomended by a doc)&lt;br /&gt;  * only do this if you're in the recomended weight of your height or overweight&lt;br /&gt;  . Do everything in sets of 3s(8 in each)&lt;br /&gt;  . Get a partner to push you forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E- how to waste your day&lt;br /&gt;  . by reading my blog which is rarely updated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-2078405890680616713?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/2078405890680616713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=2078405890680616713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/2078405890680616713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/2078405890680616713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-1033484230158952690</id><published>2009-10-01T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T19:09:12.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yay! HOLS again</title><content type='html'>well,&lt;div&gt;TGI Form 3s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;PMR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bt no uselah i miss my 14 cm long hair, 2 inch side burn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok i juz miss my hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's so short now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i don't need to cut my hair till next year to get back that hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off to play fallout bb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-1033484230158952690?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/1033484230158952690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=1033484230158952690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/1033484230158952690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/1033484230158952690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2009/10/yay-hols-again.html' title='yay! HOLS again'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-6145090670671761354</id><published>2009-07-14T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T02:09:24.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks</title><content type='html'>yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; like to thank all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;frens&lt;/span&gt; who were there when i really needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;this is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;nt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt; a life vow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;bt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt; probably a year vow, so, I won't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt; over someone who Accept me for who i am, whom my only demise is her Malice, who doesn't Acknowledge my worth, who doesn't value me as a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;frieNd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;, who has Destroyed my life, nor will i ever look back on how desolAted my life has becomes because of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bt&lt;/span&gt; through all this, i have realised that all of this has only been a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;misunderstanding&lt;/span&gt; of what happened. I thank you for helping me realising that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-6145090670671761354?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/6145090670671761354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=6145090670671761354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/6145090670671761354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/6145090670671761354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2009/07/thanks.html' title='thanks'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-4861332597587345579</id><published>2009-07-07T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T07:54:41.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG failure comes GREAT responsibility</title><content type='html'>KARAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happens when you fail&lt;br /&gt;a) no internet(nt so bad rite?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b)no COMPUTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)no LIFE(wait i gt dat a long time ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d)dead DREAMS(yeah pretty much dead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wat happens after all this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO EXPRESSIONS AND SOME DEAD EMOTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KARATed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUSTed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bb:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-4861332597587345579?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/4861332597587345579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=4861332597587345579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/4861332597587345579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/4861332597587345579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-failure-comes-great-responsibility.html' title='BIG failure comes GREAT responsibility'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-5174372125713736186</id><published>2009-05-29T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T08:26:09.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drastic changes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maniac creations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nomatic&lt;/span&gt; indications&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Robotic emotions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Demonic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aggressions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Atomic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;degenerations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unethical conclusions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Strategic preparations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Idiotic Motions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Acoustic Depressions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Electrical discharges&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bombarded exposure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Radiation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kill'e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*******stops half way*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;due to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;unpredictable&lt;/span&gt; comedic video&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WGoi1MSGu64"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WGoi1MSGu64&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-5174372125713736186?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/5174372125713736186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=5174372125713736186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/5174372125713736186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/5174372125713736186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2009/05/idiot.html' title='Idiot'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-8975525171850933037</id><published>2009-04-27T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T07:43:08.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Train Station</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile, bt then again, it hasn't been......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               There was once a Boy, he took a train to a beautiful white train station. He wore a very nice white suit that his Father recently gave him. He was supposed to meet someone. He waited and waited and waited and waited. Then a shady stranger came to him and asked him,"Where are your parents? You shouldn't wait here all alone you know." The Boy replied,"My parents aren't here, I'm waiting for someone." Then the stranger offered him some candy, with 1 condition, to follow him where he goes next. With the naiveness of the little Boy, he took the candy, and followed the stranger onto a train.&lt;br /&gt;              When he stepped down of the train, he reached a very dirty, smelly, ugly, etc(all the bad things you can think off) train station. Then, he tripped and fell, and Mud just splattered all over his white suit. But then, instead off feeling disgusted, he felt happy.&lt;br /&gt;              And from that day forth, he stayed in that dirty train station. He became a 'pengemis', he did what 'pengemis' did, he followed what other fellow 'pengemis' did. And then one day, another boy, stepped off the train in a nice colourful suit. It was the most Beautiful suit he had ever seen. And the boy saw him and went to him. He said,"Where have you been? Father has been looking for you!" Blurred, the Boy, asked him, who is "Father?" The boy left silently.&lt;br /&gt;              Then ever since that day, the Boy kept thinking of this 'Father'. "Who is he?"he asked himself. Then a voice in his heart said,"He is your Father." Then he remembered, all the things he did with his Father, everytime he fell down, his Father was always there to pick him up, whenever he dirtied his clothes, his Father gave him new clean ones, when he did something wrong, his Father was always there to correct him.&lt;br /&gt;              Then one day, he made himself step back into the train. He took the train up the track and reached the beautiful white train station. But when he got there he did not see his Father, his heart broke and he took the train back down the track. He repeated this, everyday. Days passed, months passed, years passed.&lt;br /&gt;              Then one day, when he took the train back up the track. He stepped out the train. He looked around, and did not see his Father, he called out, "Father! Father! Are you here!?!" There was no reply.... Then with his grief stricken heart, he made his way back onto the train. Then as he was about to step onto the train. A man hugged him from behind and said,"My son you are finally back into my arms once again." Tears rolled down the Boy's face, and he cried out,"O Father, where were you all these years?" And the man replied,"Oh, my Son, I've always been there, I knew it was you, but I've been waiting all these years to finally hear you say FATHER! FATHER!" Then the Boy asked,"Can you prove to me that I'm your Son?" The man replied,"Everytime you fell down, I was always there to pick you up, whenever you dirtied your clothes, I gave you new clean ones, and when you did something wrong, I was always there to correct you." Then the boy turned around and hugged his Father and said,"Oh Father, I missed you." His Father then gave him brand new clothes, white as snow, clean as nothing you have ever seen before. Then, with tears rolling down each of their faces, they went back Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's been awhile since I've posted anything like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As every story has it's purpose, so does this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Boy in this story, is like us, child-like, naive to this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Father in this story, symbolises God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Shady Stranger in this story symbolises the Devil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Beautiful White Train Station symbolises God's presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Dirty Ugly Train Staion, symbolises the temptations of this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Mud symbolises Sin.&lt;br /&gt;'Pengemis' symbolises those who don't follow God's will and fall into sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Other Boy is your Heart, where it tells you to go back to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Have you ever been in this situation, where you are tempted, and you give in to this temptation, you stray away from God, you stray away from His Love, His Presence. And then one day when you realised what you've done wrong, but everytime you try to go back to Him, you don't feel Him there, and you go back to your sins. God has always been there, it's just that you don't realise it, he's just waiting for you to just call out to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you are in Sin, look back at what you did, and what God did to forgive you. He sent Jesus to die on the cross, lived to die, the Son of God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It takes us nothing to sin, but it cost'd God &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It takes 2 steps back from sin to move 1 step closer to God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HybridZ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-8975525171850933037?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/8975525171850933037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=8975525171850933037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/8975525171850933037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/8975525171850933037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2009/04/train-station.html' title='Train Station'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-7327274937879988338</id><published>2009-04-13T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T07:33:54.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YESSSSSSS</title><content type='html'>My Internet is back on9 finally, well Gd Friday was Good and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Good for&lt;/span&gt; i had school to go to, and Easter yes, did some presentation and no pics for, the day Christ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;resurrected&lt;/span&gt; my phone died, so it's in the process of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;resurrecting. And it's getting late bb ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hybridzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-7327274937879988338?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/7327274937879988338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=7327274937879988338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/7327274937879988338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/7327274937879988338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesssssss.html' title='YESSSSSSS'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-5889919889339311010</id><published>2009-03-31T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:35:17.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KNOWING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;yess KNOWING, it's my recommended show for the year(bt wait for Revenge of The FALLEN) damn nice, it's sorta like a ghost show bt in da end, the ghosts are angels(not sure y or even how) they're not ghosts they juz ghostly ppl hu are angels.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319607321421898674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SdMKrKHrY7I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Ka0iuOpKSE8/s320/2009_knowing_wallpaper_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;See the ghostly unknown ppl? Oh and not a good show to watch at night(1. is that i did that) quite scary&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HYBRIDZZZZZzzzz&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-5889919889339311010?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/5889919889339311010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=5889919889339311010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/5889919889339311010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/5889919889339311010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2009/03/knowing.html' title='KNOWING'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SdMKrKHrY7I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Ka0iuOpKSE8/s72-c/2009_knowing_wallpaper_003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-8229573497094427760</id><published>2009-03-15T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T07:11:31.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DIE HARD</title><content type='html'>don't be fooled by the tajuk of this but........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;CHONG WEI WON!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes!!! Thank God for letting him win to cover up my emo yehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Set 21-16&lt;br /&gt;2nd Set 21-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yehehe the very happy Malaysian,&lt;br /&gt;HybridZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-8229573497094427760?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/8229573497094427760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=8229573497094427760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/8229573497094427760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/8229573497094427760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2009/03/die-hard.html' title='DIE HARD'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-2720283256488268424</id><published>2009-03-03T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T06:50:26.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Updated</title><content type='html'>fuh, finally updated after a while lol&lt;br /&gt;Life's been crazy so far........at least some distractions from thinking bout 'her'(dun ask unless you really care or something)&lt;br /&gt;Exams, drama, emoing yehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FAILED MATH AND ADD MATH!!!!! nearly passed though hehe&lt;br /&gt;strange though science subjects gt As and Bs math gt red pens hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes been working on some drawings.....hmm....let's c whether i can gt my scanner up and running again :( oh well XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is a question that is hard and easy to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life gives you shit, what do you do with it???? cos i'm going through some shit times and need advises ppl lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can answer in comments and advise can go through chat on msn &lt;a href="mailto:hybrid_909@hot~dun"&gt;hybrid_909@hot~dun&lt;/a&gt; try and hack this though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needing advise,&lt;br /&gt;HybridZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-2720283256488268424?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/2720283256488268424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=2720283256488268424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/2720283256488268424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/2720283256488268424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-updated.html' title='Finally Updated'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-3854782069348039932</id><published>2009-01-24T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:31:53.635-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>What a SUNDAE</title><content type='html'>yes, CHINESE NEW YEAR's eve, reunion dinner, road in KK is as clear as my BM karangan book, very few cars(so is my work). Going back soon, and the thing is I BELUM PACK MY BAGGG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes gt 2 c all my relatives at BatuP, Johor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah packing now, chao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HYBRIDZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-3854782069348039932?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/3854782069348039932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=3854782069348039932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/3854782069348039932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/3854782069348039932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-sundae.html' title='What a SUNDAE'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-5558805590034758254</id><published>2009-01-12T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T06:37:44.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even Permanent Ink Rubs Off</title><content type='html'>Nothing you can do could make Him Love you more,&lt;br /&gt;     And nothing that you've done can make Him close the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 2 lines are taken from a song of great meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times you fall,&lt;br /&gt;     I will always be there to pick you up&lt;br /&gt;            Only if you ask for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was something I heard when listening to this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no more sorries,&lt;br /&gt;     Only thank you's,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was something I heard while in NSCFL 07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has sin, but just imagine, how many times we've failed Him, no matter how many times we fall, God will always be there to pick us up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In God's Kingdom, there are no more sorries, only thank you's for God has Forgiven all our sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many times have we broken God's heart yet he still forgives with only one condition, we repent of our sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think that you've gone so far away from God and thought that you'll never return, but always remember, God always forgives us, for even Permenant Ink Rubs Off all our sins can be washed away by the Blood of the Lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked Up along the way,&lt;br /&gt;HybridZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-5558805590034758254?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/5558805590034758254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=5558805590034758254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/5558805590034758254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/5558805590034758254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2009/01/even-permanent-ink-rubs-off.html' title='Even Permanent Ink Rubs Off'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-3839538391021208664</id><published>2008-12-15T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T18:49:09.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mambo Sawa Sawa</title><content type='html'>If u guyz r wonderin wat the title means, it's everything is gonna b alrite with GOD!!! in African.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dO iT Camp by Youth,for Youth, most importantly, WITH YOUTH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE're back form camp, location? it's Dusun Eco Resort, Pahang. Most importantly, we all had funlo. like i said in MSN, Camp ROCKED!!!! Yes, I was part of the games comitee, n tortured all u 103 campers hahaha(so evil). Our camp speaker was Bro Eric Tan and Ps. Grace Hee on da last nite lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camp site was good, with public, fresh mountain showers(oh da coldness), a swimming pool, a hall which is very far from da dorm I stayed in(nothing to complain about), a Bball court, flying fox(very far away lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all went very well, plannned n improm2 so guess wat, it was messy with plenty of things(elaborate later). What was confusing was that i had 2 GAs, 1 gave me sweets, another washed my plates lol. I'm nt sure which notes i received these from bt here it is,(yes with da capital letters and stuff, can't underline)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Joshua,&lt;br /&gt;GOOD MORNING!, =) BE JOYFULL LIKE ALWAYS.......&lt;br /&gt;CANDIES FOR YOU TO STAY AWAKE LATER....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENjoy UR DaY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GA. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my eyes on you :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Joshua,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy Lunch!!! See you at games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more, bt that'll b quite tiring 2 read and type it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO PIcs, all on facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, let's gt started,&lt;br /&gt;1st things 1st,&lt;br /&gt;da 77 steps of da OT,&lt;br /&gt;Well I can gt some of my head,&lt;br /&gt;Creation, Fall, Flood, 4000yrs, Ur, Persian Gulf, SALT, Sarah, Abraham, Lot, Tera(nt sure with da spelling), Tigris-Euphrates, Heran, Tera dies, Sea Of Galilee, Jordan River, Dead Sea, Mediterranean, Israel, Ishmael, Isaac, Esau, Jacob, Joseph, Egypt, Jews, Egypt, Bondage, 400yrs, Moses, LET MY PPL GO!!!!, NO!!!, 10 plagues, Passover, Red Sea, Mt Sinai, Laws, Tabernacle, Levites and priests, Offerings, Counting the faces, 12 Spies, Wanders, Die, Moses, 2nd Law, Dies, Joshua(Yea!!!) Jordan, Jericho, Divide and Conquer, Divide and Settle, 12 tribes(some cool chopping move), Judges, 400yrs(or was it 40???), Deborah, Gideon, Samson, everyone did what was rite in thier own eyes, except Ruth, and Samuel.....bzzt can't remember oledi lol!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,&lt;br /&gt;Day 1, 11 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Meet at Mother Church(if u ppl r wondering wat is mother church, it's NLRC PJ). Well every1 come at different timing so, it's kinda hard to say what time we actually met.bt we left at 9am(helpers went earlier lol) We reached around 1040, haiz, even though I was a helper(wrong turning, went 2 Berjaya Hotel instead). Well, we had Lunch, at 12pm, 4gt wat it was cos i jz ate it without complaints(LOL). We had briefing and splitted to our Dorm Groups(Go Char Siew!!!) to play some games. With some rest and some washing up, we went to da Hall, for a session to intro da camp speaker, which also ended up with testimony time!!! Yea, Zoe(SA) and Steffie went up to testify of how God brought them 2 this camp, and then Mark came up and testified dat he's still alive, it's still very clear in my head, he had a slight backsliding, he mentioned dat you can call him stubborn because he didn't, couldn't believe dat God was there, so he told God, if u're there strike me with lightning, die i dun care, so he said dat if we dun really believe dat God is there, believe he is there cos he met a car accident some 5 days b4 camp, car badly damaged, bt he nt oni survived, bt he survived with 2 scrathes to his body, Praise God. then V Sheng came up and testified about wat has happened to him. Going clubbing literally having his life hanging on a thread. that statement struck me becos, the day b4 camp, i put up a MSN message-what's this, your life is hanging on a thread and your're still laying down there. Well, dat nite was easily passed through with the tiresomeness of all da activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2, 12 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early dat day round 5.45am, goin back to my dorm, to gt my toothbrush and toothpaste, to wash up, and later devotion at 6. Finished with my devotion, Nick Siew joined me at the pondok/gazebo whatever, and we went up to da basketball court, with no one there at 6.10, we went down again at 6.15, bt by 6.30, ppl started to show their sleepy faces up at da Bball court. Leaders assembly started at 7am teaching about forgiveness and such(with a drama by Jason Kon and Abraham, nt sure wat, about the ppl bringing a prostitute to Jesus and saying dat she should be stoned to death, Jesus being very wise, said that, only those who have never sinned before shall cast a stone, ppl left 1 by 1 and Jesus said to the prostitute, Go and Sin no more. Fuh, long story, bt Jason and Abraham was different, cut it short, Abraham took Jason's phone and lied not taking his phone then let da ppl stone him, bt at da nick of time(nt)Jason said, only those who have never sinned before shall cast a stone). then ended with Devotion entitled, Jonah's Thunders. With heavy asses, ppl made their way to da canteen for breakfast after devotion. We had our 1st session with Bro. Eric Tan. Fuh, Genesis is a long book lol. Lunch after that, well nothing to complain about.We then had our 1st session of games with GM, Joel Ryan Lee, playing Lipstick Jungle, Sweet Sensation and Broken Telephone(like da 1 in Madagascar 2). Swimming!!! during wash up time lol, washed up, then dinner. Our 2nd session was about Exodus(which means EXIT!!!), Leviticus, Numbers, Deuteronomy(Do It On Me!!!). We had reflection, and ppl went to the gazebo, canteen, dorms, as their exodus to the day. Well, Helpers had a very long meeting on messy games then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 , 13 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Again, I woke up at 5.45am, but only got off the bed at 6. Wash up, Devotion, then up to the Bball court, but there was a problem. The other camp group went up there and hogged the whole place for some morning exercise. So we had our Leaders Assembly beside the swimming pool. Learning about attentiveness towards God's Voice. And Devotion time!!! Same thing, we went into our groups and started with the topic given by the CCs. Breakfast again, then 3rd Session began. Joshua(yeah!!!), Judges, Ruth, 1st and 2nd Samuel, 1st Kings, 1st and 2nd Chronicles, 1st and 2nd Kings, Esther, Ezra, Nehemiah. Fuh, today was a very long session lol.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch, and now, 'Let The Games Begin!!!' Yes Messy Games Began. Flour, Eggs, Shaving Cream, Water, fuh, that's alot. Haha, after all 6 games, it was time, Bombard Jason!!!! Woohoo!!! Yes Jason Lee got bombarded again and again with flour, eggs, shaving cream and think how many more things we helpers got to use. Then some of us guys played Captain Ball in the swimming pool. Bathed(ooh da horror of the disposables) dressed up, and went for dinner. Well, the last session of camp was great, Ps. Grace Hee(for all you people who don't know, it's Nick and Sarah Hee's mum) talking about change in the world today. Well, the rain made everyone stay in the hall till like 11pm, 12am around there. People testified after, during worship at the end. Yes, I went up too, and the day(can say nite) ended with choi tai te, silent killer, mafia and sort, and it all ended with sleep for many ppl, at 4 or 5(me at 4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4, 14 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Sunday!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, 2 hours of sleep got me awake for Sunday Service. No preaching, but got sharing from some people. Lunch, and it started raining, so our exodus of the camp site was very messy at sort. Yes, with Jason around, we took some group pictures as well. Most importantly with the Joel Wink. Yes we left later than expected at around 3 and we took about an hour to reach(Bus took about 1 and a half hours)Reach at 4pm, and Bus, about 4.15pm for bus 1 and 4.25 for bus 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes not forgetting our Cream Crackers. There were hardly anyone who didn't break their crackers on the 1st day, and by the 2nd day, 2/3 of the campers already broke their crackers. Yes, there were quite a number of ppl who didn't break their crackers, so for their hard work and effort, they won their group some very nice number of points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, this was a good camp. With my overall sleep of 10 hours throughout the whole camp. Yes and Facebook become a hotspot for all the campers for all the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Joshua Tham, HybridZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-3839538391021208664?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/3839538391021208664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=3839538391021208664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/3839538391021208664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/3839538391021208664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-it-camp-by-youthfor-youth-most.html' title='Mambo Sawa Sawa'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-6208122070401721200</id><published>2008-12-10T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:09:25.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How many times has your heart been broken?</title><content type='html'>This song spoke to me, it's called All For Love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All For Love&lt;br /&gt;Album: Look To You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1&lt;br /&gt;All for love a Father gave&lt;br /&gt;For only love could make a way&lt;br /&gt;All for love the heavens cried&lt;br /&gt;For love was crucified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Oh how many times have I broken Your heart&lt;br /&gt;But still You forgive&lt;br /&gt;If only I ask&lt;br /&gt;And how many times have&lt;br /&gt;You heard me pray&lt;br /&gt;Draw near to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Everything I need is You&lt;br /&gt;My beginning, my forever&lt;br /&gt;Everything I need is You&lt;br /&gt;Let me sing all for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2&lt;br /&gt;I will join the angel song&lt;br /&gt;Ever holy is the Lord&lt;br /&gt;King of Glory&lt;br /&gt;King of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Oh how many times have I broken Your heart&lt;br /&gt;But still You forgive&lt;br /&gt;If only I ask&lt;br /&gt;And how many times have You heard me pray&lt;br /&gt;Draw near to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Everything I need is You&lt;br /&gt;My beginning, my forever&lt;br /&gt;Everything I need is You (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;All for a love a Saviour prayed&lt;br /&gt;Abba Father have Your way&lt;br /&gt;Though they know not what they do&lt;br /&gt;Let the Cross draw man to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Everything I need is You&lt;br /&gt;My beginning, my forever&lt;br /&gt;Everything I need is You (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, when you are down, this song will lift you up, when you are in sorrow, this song will comfort you and when you are lonely, this song will give you hope, in Jeremiah 29:11, God says that he has a plan each and everyone of us, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always Loved,&lt;br /&gt;HybridZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-6208122070401721200?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-5833147019086564756</id><published>2008-12-03T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T08:28:39.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer Up :)</title><content type='html'>Here are some powerful and meaningful songs which I feel are best when you think that no one is there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through It All-Hillsongs&lt;br /&gt;Lord I Give You My Heart-Hillsongs&lt;br /&gt;Deeper In Love-Don Moen&lt;br /&gt;Rain Down-PlanetShakers&lt;br /&gt;Still-Hillsongs&lt;br /&gt;Before The World Began-Hillsongs&lt;br /&gt;Take All Of Me-CHC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know the lyrics I have the lyrics form various sources founded just for you :).&lt;br /&gt;Through It All-&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/hillsong-through-it-all-lyrics.html"&gt;http://www.lyricsdownload.com/hillsong-through-it-all-lyrics.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I Give You My Heart-&lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/hillsong-united-lyrics-lord-i-give-you-my-heart-n4bp2v6"&gt;http://artists.letssingit.com/hillsong-united-lyrics-lord-i-give-you-my-heart-n4bp2v6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeper In Love-&lt;a href="http://myworld4jesus.tripod.com/"&gt;http://myworld4jesus.tripod.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain Down-&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsbox.com/planet-shakers-lyrics-rain-down-l1mpmwn.html"&gt;http://www.lyricsbox.com/planet-shakers-lyrics-rain-down-l1mpmwn.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still-&lt;a href="http://www.christiansheetmusiclyrics.com/view-songs.asp?val=8851.txt&amp;amp;typ=L"&gt;http://www.christiansheetmusiclyrics.com/view-songs.asp?val=8851.txt&amp;amp;typ=L&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before The World Began-&lt;a href="http://www.lyricskeeper.com/australia_hillsongs-lyrics/204930-before_the_world_began-lyrics.htm"&gt;http://www.lyricskeeper.com/australia_hillsongs-lyrics/204930-before_the_world_began-lyrics.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take All Of Me-&lt;a href="http://www.gugalyrics.com/CITY-HARVEST-CHURCH-TAKE-ALL-OF-ME-LYRICS/96421/"&gt;http://www.gugalyrics.com/CITY-HARVEST-CHURCH-TAKE-ALL-OF-ME-LYRICS/96421/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer Up :)&lt;br /&gt;HybridZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-5833147019086564756?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/5833147019086564756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=5833147019086564756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/5833147019086564756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/5833147019086564756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/12/cheer-up.html' title='Cheer Up :)'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-1900551233453838724</id><published>2008-12-02T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T09:18:11.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardships</title><content type='html'>Some people only know hardship when it knocks on their door. Some people know hardships when they see otheres are in hardships. Some people know of hardships at when their friends talk about it in school or at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know of hardships from many hands and perspective, but it all comes down to one thing, everyone goes through hardships. Hardships don't skip one and goes to another, hardship goes and knock at many doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The devil goes around with all his demon followers to cause hardships in all our lives. But what the devil doesn't know, is that God uses these hardships as ways to purify us rather than destroy and decimate us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a goldsmith puts gold through a furnace to burn away all impurities and make it pure, God puts us through all theses pot-holes and barriers to take away all impurities and make us pure, and after all these hardships we will become more precious than gold and diamonds, we become priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The term used for hardships in the Bible is Trials and Tribulations. In James 1:2,3, it says, Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance.(NIV) So take Joy in whatever hardships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, in Psalms 59:16, it says, But I will sing of your strength, in the morning I will sing of your love, for you are my fortress, my refuge in times of trouble.(NIV) My brothers and sisters, remember that when you are in times of trouble, place your trust in God and take refuge in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Through Hardships With You,&lt;br /&gt;HybridZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-1900551233453838724?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/1900551233453838724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=1900551233453838724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/1900551233453838724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/1900551233453838724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/12/hardships.html' title='Hardships'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-4574891339399033516</id><published>2008-11-30T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:55:31.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Song</title><content type='html'>Before The World Began by Hillsongs Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1&lt;br /&gt;Before the world began,&lt;br /&gt;You were on his mind.&lt;br /&gt;And every tear you cry,&lt;br /&gt;Is precious in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Because of his great love,&lt;br /&gt;He gave His only Son.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was done so you would come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Come to the Father,&lt;br /&gt;though your gift is small.&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts, broken lives,&lt;br /&gt;He will take them all.&lt;br /&gt;The power of the word,&lt;br /&gt;the power of His blood.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was done so you would come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can do,&lt;br /&gt;Could make Him love you more.&lt;br /&gt;And nothing that you've done,&lt;br /&gt;Could make Him close the door.&lt;br /&gt;Because of His great love,&lt;br /&gt;He gave His only Son.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was done so you would come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song may be old, but it really speaks of how much God loves us. Hopefully, by reading this song, you will reamember that God loves you and that he will always take you back, no matter what you have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L0ved,&lt;br /&gt;HybridZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-4574891339399033516?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/4574891339399033516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=4574891339399033516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/4574891339399033516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/4574891339399033516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-song.html' title='A Great Song'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-6362338189574311875</id><published>2008-11-23T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T09:24:02.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SSmRNZYXzQI/AAAAAAAAACw/b3OKkUuOxdc/s1600-h/headache.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271904498151312642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SSmRNZYXzQI/AAAAAAAAACw/b3OKkUuOxdc/s200/headache.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Problems as referred in a dictionary is a situation that causes difficulties and that needs to be dealt with. People normally want to escape problem because it is hard and wastes time. Sometimes, we just ignore the problems we have and act as if we have no problems, this isn't good because we will just become more stressed over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leisure is what people say that helps escape stress and problems, but most of the times, leisure brings the stress and problems rather than overcome them. In Isaiah 30:15, You will find peace and rest when you turn away from your sins and depend on me. You will receive the strength you need when you stay calm and trust in me. Depend on God and he WILL supply, in quiteness, strength will come from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, only God can supply you with the rigth answers, only God can supply you everything you need, but don't get him wrong cos sometimes he just want to test your faith. In Matthew 7:7, Ask, and it will be given to you. Search and you will find. Knock, and the door will be opened to you. So when in need, ASK,SEEK, and KNOCK, and the way will be opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this entry has blessed you when you read this, and will blessed for times to come. Just to inform, i'll be going to Hong Kong in an hours time, and will be back this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facing Problems everday,&lt;br /&gt;HybridZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-6362338189574311875?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/6362338189574311875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=6362338189574311875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/6362338189574311875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/6362338189574311875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/11/problems.html' title='Problems?'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SSmRNZYXzQI/AAAAAAAAACw/b3OKkUuOxdc/s72-c/headache.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-2642842307921328109</id><published>2008-11-22T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T06:35:01.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Was Tagged!!!</title><content type='html'>I got tagged by Anna....Haiz this is how treat ur fren?lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What's your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;~Architect/Artist(whichever i have the skill for)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who is more important to you?friends/boy/girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;~all, but where's family on this 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever thought of getting married?&lt;br /&gt;~aren't i 2 young 2 think that?well the answer is yes, every1 would think of marriage some point in thier life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;~YOU THINK?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How many babies do you want?&lt;br /&gt;~Depends how many my wife would want......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;~Erm get out of this now......swt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you believe in eternal love?&lt;br /&gt;~ABUDEN- then why would i have so many entries.....swt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. In your opinion, what are the characteristics of the perfect boy/girlfriend?(10 characteristics)a) Nice to the people around her :)&lt;br /&gt;b) Responsible :P&lt;br /&gt;c) Kind ^^&lt;br /&gt;d) Generous :O&lt;br /&gt;e) Matured (this is very important)&lt;br /&gt;f) Caring XD&lt;br /&gt;g) Loyal (this is double important)&lt;br /&gt;h) Respectful of others and as well as herself&lt;br /&gt;i) Loving XD&lt;br /&gt;j) Joyful (HaHa put all j same like my name lolz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;~respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your bad habit?&lt;br /&gt;~not so sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Is there anything you want to tell people who hate you?&lt;br /&gt;~what have i done to make you hate me so much????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;~that is a 100% yes, i mean why wouldn't i? I may juz b a paserbyer but i'm no heartless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What does flying mean to you?&lt;br /&gt;~means i found something, something that makes it all complete, i found it in the strangest places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who do you love?&lt;br /&gt;~I'm not even sure why i'm answering these questions bt Who don't i love???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who do you think is hotter? edward cullen or jacob black?&lt;br /&gt;~erm.....neither, i've never seen either 1 of them....lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Describe the person who tagged you in 7 words&lt;br /&gt;~Hmm....tough question, Nice, Disrespected (when i was still there now not so sure), Cheerful (well maybe that was me), Kind, Pretty(haha i'm not so bad), micro/macro planner (she even has post plans), and lastly, A Good Friend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What would you really like to do right now?&lt;br /&gt;~most probably, try drawing again so that IT may distract me a little while(I mean it it's so hard these days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What will you become in the next 10 years?&lt;br /&gt;~what would you think me as? if u're good-as a billionare(not malaysian currency) if u're not bad-as a man who has secured a good high paying job(preferbly not in RM something higherlar) and if u're bad- as Bill Gates(lolz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How to find the right partner&lt;br /&gt;~not focusing on finding the right one but being the right one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you wishing for right NOW?&lt;br /&gt;~a nice new gaming Comp which can play all the latest games including Fallout3(is a must).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag:&lt;br /&gt;1. Su May (go go go perasan girl)&lt;br /&gt;2. Joel Lee }dun mean 2 disturb you guyz on SPM&lt;br /&gt;3. Justina Lee }&lt;br /&gt;4. Betty/BeiBei/Hamster (go go go betty, as fast as those little legs can get u LOLZ)&lt;br /&gt;5. Mun Hong (sorry dude, no 1 else)&lt;br /&gt;6. Jim and Hammy (go and type my little hamster friend typre with ur tiny paws)&lt;br /&gt;7. Josah Tan-Loh (let's c how gold ur heart is)&lt;br /&gt;8. Anna Tan Zhi Lyn (i know you've done it bt i want you 2 do it again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:Remove one question from above and add in your personal question. Make a total of 20 questions and tag 8 people. List them out at the end of the post. Notify them in their cbox that they've been tagged. Who ever does the tag will have blessings from all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this will bless all who read and also, Jonathan try getting a cbox so that i can tag you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged,&lt;br /&gt;HybridZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-2642842307921328109?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/2642842307921328109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=2642842307921328109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/2642842307921328109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/2642842307921328109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-was-tagged.html' title='I Was Tagged!!!'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-4122711633373819629</id><published>2008-11-20T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T07:28:51.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections of a Parent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I gave you life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but cannot live it for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can give you directions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but cannot be there to lead you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can take you to church,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but I cannot make you believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can teach you right from wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but i cannot always decide for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can buy you beautiful clothes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but I cannot make you beautiful inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can offer you advise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but I cannot accept it for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can give you love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but I cannot force it upon you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can teach you to share,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but I cannot make you unselfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can teach you respect,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but I cannot force you to show honour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can advise you about friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but I cannot choose them for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can advise you about sex,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but I cannot keep you pure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can tell you about alcohol and drugs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but I cannot say "No" for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can tell you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;about lofty&lt;/span&gt; goals,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but I cannot achieve them for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can teach you about kindness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but I cannot force you to be gracious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can pray for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but I cannot make you walk with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can tell you how to live,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but I cannot give you eternal life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can love you with unconditional love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;all of my life.....and I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, parents are there, to teach us, nurture us and guide us throughout our lives, sometimes, we take them forgrantted until they aren't there anymore. I hope that this has gotten you to review your ways of how you treat your parent, whether as a parent or someone else. Respect for your parent is very important, even mafias, they do all sorts of things, but they never disrespect their parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting on his ways,&lt;br /&gt;HybridZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-4122711633373819629?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/4122711633373819629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=4122711633373819629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/4122711633373819629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/4122711633373819629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/11/reflections-of-parent.html' title='Reflections of a Parent'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-6291963056792240579</id><published>2008-11-18T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T05:32:57.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling Out</title><content type='html'>Thinking this past month, i said to myself,"i think that's enough of it, i have to stop thinking about it". But in reality, i wasn't ready to let go, it was to hard to let go. If only i didn't go for that seminar, i wouldn't be stuck in this state of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;idioticness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm starting to wonder, is that whether &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JPM&lt;/span&gt; is supposed to be blamed for making &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PMR&lt;/span&gt; or is it myself who is thinking like that. Somethings that happens to us we tend to blame others for it but we fail to recognise who is to blamed, but somehow, people don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout this past month of thinking vigorously, I have not come across anything in my mind that has something to say about this. But i would like to thank the people of 'Holiday', it really tells me of how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been going through this and it really spoke to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as i was reading Exodus 15, i came across verse 13, it says, "In your unfailing love you will lead the people you have redeemed", and as it echoed through my mind, I prayed, asking god to lead and guide me in my life. Then at the end of it i felt this deep rush of joy, I could get my mind of this. Falling out of love isn't an option, because, we are already in the love of god, falling out of it just isn't an option and will never be an option, because, God will always love us no matter who we are, where we are, and whatever we have done, he'll always love us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, God's love is everlasting, no matter what, his love is always there for us. In love there is always trust, God is the most trustworthy person you will, would and know, he'll be there for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Falling Out with you,&lt;br /&gt;HybridZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-6291963056792240579?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/6291963056792240579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=6291963056792240579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/6291963056792240579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/6291963056792240579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/11/falling-out.html' title='Falling Out'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-904904302367404621</id><published>2008-11-14T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:11:52.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow</title><content type='html'>The world today is at it's zenith, the most successful point in these 2000 years, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;though&lt;/span&gt; it isn't the epitome of how this world should be, life still goes on. And things has been happening, though not happening in fornt of your eyes, we envisage what is going to happen in the years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is never perfect. It is the same reason why we are still here today. If life was perfect, we'll all be in heaven, if life was perfecrt then why do we have all these suffering in the world today? The world now is no better than the time of Noah, actually, it is worst. And i believe that he would flood the earth again if he didn't give us a prosmise, the rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends I don't have a verse to day but i have a proverb, small changes can bring great things. Every small thing we do has a big impact not just on our lives but also on others around us. And those small changes in other's lives will bring many changes and in turn bring big impacts in everyone's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people believe in the zodiac system, but have you found anyone which is exactly the same? Did you know that your life will only follow where your mind and heart will lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will lead and guide you where ever you are but will you chose to follow it, it is your choice,&lt;br /&gt;Filled with Rainbows,&lt;br /&gt;HybridZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-904904302367404621?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/904904302367404621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=904904302367404621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/904904302367404621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/904904302367404621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/11/rainbow.html' title='Rainbow'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-3764945251357430963</id><published>2008-11-12T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:22:47.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Is Sharper?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SRvjnicbPmI/AAAAAAAAACo/X_Q-0hpMV24/s1600-h/10007012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268054457540361826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SRvjnicbPmI/AAAAAAAAACo/X_Q-0hpMV24/s200/10007012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some may say that the katana is the ultimate weapon, to some extent it is true, but did you know that the tongue is sharper than the sword? The sword can kill but the the tongue is torture. I'm sure everyone is aware that many people are hurt by words. It is unfair, to simply make fun of people just because they are different, i have been made fun of in school and still am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This world can be a harsh world. Some have been made fun of because of their looks, their teeth, their names, their size. These words may be nothing individually but when put together, and to the wrong people, well it can make a very hurtful sentence. I'm sure many of you have been made fun of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very used to say that 'injuries are skin deep and can be easily healed over time, but hurts are heart deep and can impact a person's life and isn't easily mended over time, sometimes it even gets.' I have been made fun of and still am, these words can be very hurtful and you'll never really understand till you are made fun of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Philippians 3:13-14, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Jesus Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends, the feeling of hurt is more painful than any injury, but always remember God is there, he always was, always is and always will be there next to you, and he'll be at the finishing line waiting for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I hope that this entry has blessed you and inspired you more than i could hope and want for,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HybridZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-3764945251357430963?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/3764945251357430963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=3764945251357430963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/3764945251357430963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/3764945251357430963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/11/which-is-sharper.html' title='Which Is Sharper?'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SRvjnicbPmI/AAAAAAAAACo/X_Q-0hpMV24/s72-c/10007012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-5320789858738808120</id><published>2008-11-11T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T06:46:15.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SRmakfXfkhI/AAAAAAAAACM/tjWxGOZASAs/s1600-h/Trust_1_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267411190872510994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SRmakfXfkhI/AAAAAAAAACM/tjWxGOZASAs/s200/Trust_1_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is a saying, trust isn't earned but gained. This is very true and i agree with it. Whenever your friend needs someone to talk to, they find someone he/she trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone considers you as a friend means you have gained a certain level of trust. This idiom is what made me what i am today, 'A friends in need is a friend indeed'. I like this idiom because it helps us to rethink what type of friends we should have. Why you ask? Because you would start to think whether your friends are just there for you in the fun times or will they be with you till the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Proverbs 3:5 it says, "Trust in the Lord with all your heart. Do not depend on your own understandings". Proverbs was written by King Solomon, He spoke 3000 proverbs and was respected by all nations. He wasn't just respected by all nations, but he was a trusted friend of the kings at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, was there a time where your friend wants to talk to you about somethings and you turn them down? Was there ever a time when you spread your friends secret? You know, the pain of betrayal is more painful than any other pain, even death isn't as painful. I want to ask a favor of you, when you finish reading this entry, be a friend, a true friend, to your friends. And i hope that this entry will bless your life in friendships, relationships and any other ships and matters in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;HybridZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-5320789858738808120?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/5320789858738808120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=5320789858738808120' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/5320789858738808120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/5320789858738808120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/11/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SRmakfXfkhI/AAAAAAAAACM/tjWxGOZASAs/s72-c/Trust_1_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-2251750064692552976</id><published>2008-11-09T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:45:33.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawn of the End of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266837919878946482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SReRLufxHrI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4Qz7Tb0iIqs/s320/Tsunami%25202004%25208_jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On the dawn of December 26 of the year 2004, I like every 11 year old boy, rushed out the room to watch the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;, expecting the usual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; special, but that day was different, i saw ruins of once great cities, buried beneath the dead bodies that built it. Thousands dead while others shed tears in grief of their loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; i know, it just happened and it happened so close to the home, in our neighbouring countries, Indonesia, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lanka&lt;/span&gt;, India, and Thailand were hit badly crippling their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;infrastructure, destroying what they worked so hard to build.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;There was an estimated ~230,210 dead, ~125,000 with fatal injuries, ~45,752 missing, and ~1.69 million displaced from their homes. At church, the church pastor urged us to pray for these countries. As young as i was i prayed with the adults, i was compassionate for the people, not just the ones in grief but the ones who died not knowing Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Friends, God loves us very much, no matter who we are, and 2008 years ago, he sent his son to die on the cross for us, imagine, he loved us so much, that he sent his only begotten son to die on the cross, the cross was a symbol of death to the jews before christ because during that time, during the rule of the romans, it was the way they punished the greatest of criminals, equilavent to our modern day hanging. Imagine, even one of the prisoner the rebuke the other by saying that they got what they deserved but Jesus didn't do anything wrong, but he got the same punishment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt; And when Jesus died, it started to rain and the cloth in the temple which seperated the outer sanctum and the inner sanctum tore in half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SReRnHmE7II/AAAAAAAAABg/ustUyxUZP9Y/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SReRnHmE7II/AAAAAAAAABg/ustUyxUZP9Y/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SReR_thb1HI/AAAAAAAAABo/wDZDoHFG7h0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266838812970701938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SReR_thb1HI/AAAAAAAAABo/wDZDoHFG7h0/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SReRnHmE7II/AAAAAAAAABg/ustUyxUZP9Y/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SReRnHmE7II/AAAAAAAAABg/ustUyxUZP9Y/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But now, the cross is the symbol of life to the 2.1billion of people, who believe in him, around the world. All of us facing different oppression depending on the different. But we know that God has plans for us-Jeremiah 29:11-For I know the plans i have for you. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you a hope and a future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I am part of this people, one, ot of the 2.1 billion people in this world we know of today. So let me ask you a question, "Will You?" And I hope this entry has blessed you in ways only God knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;God Bless You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;HybridZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-2251750064692552976?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/2251750064692552976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=2251750064692552976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/2251750064692552976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/2251750064692552976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/11/dawn-of-end-of-christmas.html' title='Dawn of the End of Christmas'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SReRLufxHrI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4Qz7Tb0iIqs/s72-c/Tsunami%25202004%25208_jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-5936161326507100656</id><published>2008-11-09T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T06:53:45.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expressions</title><content type='html'>In these 15 years of my life, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; met many types of people, and being me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; learned to use different ways of talking when talking to different people. People's expressions are trademarks, born only to them, no one is exactly the same in character, lifestyle, how we are brought up, the friends we choose to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, i make friends, many different friends to study how whatever happened to them can affect how they make their decisions today. in fact, i haven't met any type of people who are exactly the same, not even twins are the same. And in the same time, i try not to be influenced by their ways and be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mottos&lt;/span&gt; in life one of them is- a little kindness goes a long way. I have made all my friends in the same way. When getting to know someone, kindness is one of the main keys to earn trust from a particular friend, for example, God ask us to love our neighbour as yourself, and in 1 Corinthians 13:4-Love is patient, &lt;strong&gt;Love is kind&lt;/strong&gt;, It does not envy, It does not boast, it is not proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, without kindness, there can be no love, even Jesus showed kindness to the people, to the poor, to the children, to those who needed it the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this blog entry has blessed you more than i could hope for, and that the next time you you are about to shoot someone with all your anger, remember, love your neighbour as yourself and be kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HybridZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-5936161326507100656?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/5936161326507100656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=5936161326507100656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/5936161326507100656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/5936161326507100656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/11/expressions.html' title='Expressions'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-4408135248860585733</id><published>2008-11-08T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T06:53:31.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SRaxSKCegLI/AAAAAAAAABI/cnoQ2gEdO_A/s1600-h/DSC_4701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266591739746877618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SRaxSKCegLI/AAAAAAAAABI/cnoQ2gEdO_A/s320/DSC_4701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People normally say,"You're too young to do this.......&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; too young to do that." Yes we are young, but that doesn't mean you have to look down on us right? We may be young, but what matters the most is that whether we are matured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True, maturity comes with age, but maturity also comes with understanding. Different events happen to different people, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; people go through different matters in life. Events and matters both affect the maturity of a person. The most important of these is decision, in the events and matters we go through, we will face many things including rejection, betrayal and many other things, will affect how fast we mature. Let's say you are rejected by people, it is to choose to understand why they do so or you take it personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learned understanding in the early stages of my life, where I was rejected by people because i was around many adults which always lead to, you're too young and stuff like that, betrayed by friends and left alone in many cases. And I learned understanding through 1 Timothy 4:12- Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set ans example for the believers in your speech, in life, in faith and in purity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends, though you may always hear those things but elderly people aren't always leaders, for example &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Josaih&lt;/span&gt;, he became king at the age of 8 but he lead his people with the right methods and in the right ways, or may be even Jeremiah, God told him that his calling was to be a prophet, but he told God, I am too young, he was afraid that people won't listen to him because he was just a young boy. So friends, we can make a difference even though people say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; we're too young, we can make an impact in people's lives, and most importantly, God uses not just old people, but young ones as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hoped this entry has blessed you in ways only God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HybridZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-4408135248860585733?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/4408135248860585733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=4408135248860585733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/4408135248860585733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/4408135248860585733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-are-young.html' title='We Are Young'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SRaxSKCegLI/AAAAAAAAABI/cnoQ2gEdO_A/s72-c/DSC_4701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-3957605386183926538</id><published>2008-11-08T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:01:49.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SReyAieZtnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/neizxw3jJ0k/s1600-h/9907_03_21---Coil-of-rope_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266874011557148274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SReyAieZtnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/neizxw3jJ0k/s200/9907_03_21---Coil-of-rope_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life matters has a lot of ties, ties remembered, brokened, mended, some destroyed till means of dust. New ties are made everyday, while old ones may disappear like it never really happened.&lt;br /&gt;I have come to realize that where ever we are, whatever we do, can break ties and make new ones. But what has come to mind is that time is always here and there, then and where. The proverb: time and tides waits for no man(slot in woman if you want) is to &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SRexnDr360I/AAAAAAAAABw/GTLjXaqDZc8/s1600-h/9907_03_21---Coil-of-rope_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some extent very true. Ties are like ropes. Just leave a rope with time, it'll become no more than dust in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am to some extent a 'passerbyer'. I have always been one since I was 6. I've made many friends, best ones, and my family moved around alot, so i shifted schools alot, including SK Seksyen 9 and in recent times, Sri Kuala Lumpur. Everytime i move, is like trying to pull the ties longer but like ropes, it can only go so long, so until recently, I've made contact( i know it sounds like i made contact with aliens) with some of my old friends. In fact one of them had a party just recently and never told me, not even putting any energy to try, yes, in these unstable times for me, I was pissed, angry, enraged, that she was my very good friend, and something like this wasn't mentioned, well i can't really blame her cause ties aren't easy to mend and repair rather than replace. I don't want to mention any names because this is a very sensitive subject so i'll juz put some characteristics(comas to seperate the main characteristic of each): Lazy, Poser, Hyper, Friendly(at least), 15, and so on so forth. It's also funny how they say, the internet connects people, but when there aren't any, how do you connect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This situation reminded me to forgive, like in Colossians 3:13-Put up with each other. Forgive the things you are holding against each other. Forgive, just as the Lord forgave you.&lt;br /&gt;So friends, when you feel rejected, betrayed,and down, just remember, there's always someone there for you no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;I hope this entry blesses you in ways only God knows.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;HybridZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-3957605386183926538?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/3957605386183926538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=3957605386183926538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/3957605386183926538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/3957605386183926538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/11/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SReyAieZtnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/neizxw3jJ0k/s72-c/9907_03_21---Coil-of-rope_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-1588894639245672704</id><published>2008-11-07T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T06:21:36.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BGR-Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SRU58YRWOII/AAAAAAAAAA4/JZmsfACMiBw/s1600-h/01AwcAX0JgyJsAAAACAAAAAAAAAAA_[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266179048749807746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SRU58YRWOII/AAAAAAAAAA4/JZmsfACMiBw/s320/01AwcAX0JgyJsAAAACAAAAAAAAAAA_%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may think I'm a little young to post about this because I'm only 15 but just read of what i have to type. Boy Girl Relationship aka '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BGR'&lt;/span&gt;, is as all of you should know is a relationship between a girl and a boy. Many people has a checklist on the perfect partner. This is very true to many of us.&lt;br /&gt;Many of us take '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BGR'&lt;/span&gt; to be a small thing. We don't take it seriously like we supposedly so, many of us date for fun, many wouldn't say that but the truth is that. True this may offend some of you who read this, but this is very true, when you love your partner and your partner only says he or she loves you. Also when we love, we must be loyal to our partners, if not it would be all a waste wouldn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the bible it is said in &lt;strong&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-8a&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is patient, Love is kind, It does not envy, It does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends, we always have checklists for our future partners, but what we should really have is a checklist for ourselves, instead of asking, "What do you want your partner to be?" We should be asking, "What do you want to be for your future partner?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope this posting blesses you in ways only God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You&lt;br /&gt;HybridZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-1588894639245672704?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/1588894639245672704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=1588894639245672704' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/1588894639245672704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/1588894639245672704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/11/bgr-love.html' title='BGR-Love'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SRU58YRWOII/AAAAAAAAAA4/JZmsfACMiBw/s72-c/01AwcAX0JgyJsAAAACAAAAAAAAAAA_%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-2825870576968214970</id><published>2008-11-07T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T06:21:56.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Thinking</title><content type='html'>Homo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sapiens&lt;/span&gt;, better known as 'humans' has the ability to tell from right and wrong. But did you know, humans are more influenced by they think that others, including friends and family, may think. It is said that a wise person is not influenced by what others think, this may be true to some extend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes this ability gets shoved away in our mind when we want to do something but your mind would be saying, "don't do it, it's bad for you." Many of us dislike this because humans are also born with a 'will'. A 'will' is the want to do something which you have chosen in mind to do.&lt;br /&gt;What most of us don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;understand&lt;/span&gt; is that the ability to distinguish right and wrong comes form the heart, not from the mind. Decisions made should be processed not just by our mind but also with our heart, this would help you make better decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1 Kings 3:9 says, "So give me a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;that understands. Then I can rule over your people. I can &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell the difference between what is right and what is wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Who can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;possibly&lt;/span&gt; rule over this great nation of yours?" In this extraction, King Solomon, the richest, the wisest King of all time , even his treasures are scattered around the whole world in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;museums&lt;/span&gt;, warehouses, full without enough space to keep it all, asks God for wisdom to rule his Father's land with understanding and to be able to tell the difference between right and wrong&lt;br /&gt;So let me ask this small question, have you been doing things that are influenced by what your friends think? Or have you been telling yourself the difference between right and wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; blessed you in ways that I cannot imagine,&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HybridZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-2825870576968214970?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/2825870576968214970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=2825870576968214970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/2825870576968214970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/2825870576968214970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/11/human-thinking.html' title='Human Thinking'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-1350134832470481375</id><published>2008-11-06T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T06:22:16.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Statement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SRL4ZbPZ4II/AAAAAAAAAAo/RnZDLAd84cA/s1600-h/misc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265544030042316930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SRL4ZbPZ4II/AAAAAAAAAAo/RnZDLAd84cA/s320/misc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In what mattered to me, I ran down the stairs, hoping, trying to get one last look at her face, and like the wind in the air, she disappeared. My hope broke into pieces of silence. As I looked into the sky, i said to my self,"if only I was I could be down there earlier, faster, I would of captured a glimpse of the wonders I would have felt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sat there at the last flight of stairs trying to comfort myself I went to the boys dorm lying on my bed ashamed of myself, for letting such a wonderful jewel just slip out of my hand, telling myself if i had known better, than to let such a thing just go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then a good friend of mine came into the dorm, he heard what happened and was confident he could pull me out of this break-down. He told me somethings &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; meant a lot to me now, and told me this very important thing, this very important statement is that, "God puts the answers in our heads just as soon as we face a problem, but it's that we don't want to listen to anyone even the voice speaking in our own heads, that we continue with this problem." That statement means more to me than it would have if he told it to me at a different time and moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends life is full with problems that we have to face, try and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to what God has to say, because God is a God who can solve any and every problem we may face and problems that we are facing, so when the going gets tough, take the time to sit down and try and focus on what God has to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope this story has blessed you in ways that only you and God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HybridZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-1350134832470481375?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/1350134832470481375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=1350134832470481375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/1350134832470481375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/1350134832470481375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/11/perfect-statement.html' title='The Perfect Statement'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/SRL4ZbPZ4II/AAAAAAAAAAo/RnZDLAd84cA/s72-c/misc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152643103505834661.post-5795804891032581230</id><published>2008-11-05T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T06:22:39.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Ever Wondered?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wondered what it'll be like if you choose a different road in life? Have you ever wondered what kind of an impact that you'll make if you were in a different place? Have you ever wondered how you would turn up in life if you were born into a different family? Or most importantly, have you ever wondered what it'll be like if you were never born? Do you know that your friends around you are influenced by what you do and how you treat them.&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that you were put on this earth for a reason? Do you know what is that reason? And did you know that everyone has a reason in their life? It's just whether they heed the calling or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's the real question, would you choose to live an easy life? Or maybe hard life? Everyone has a wrong perception about life, life isn't about make friends, make money and die. Sure everyone will die someday but is how you use the time that you have now that really matters. Life isn't supposed to be easy, life is in a way supposed to be hard, it's supposed to have ups and downs, straight and windy roads and a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hic&lt;/span&gt; ups along the way.&lt;br /&gt;It's important that you have your friends and family in life, friends and family are always there for you , thick and thin, ups and downs, or when you fall down a pothole, they're always there to pick you up and carry you on their shoulders until you are able to continue walk again cause life is a road, where it takes you? No one is for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is someone who knows where you have been and where you are going. He knows you even before you were born. And that someone is the everlasting God. As it is said in Jeremiah 29:11- For I know the plans i have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future. God loves us all as said in John 3:16-For God so loved the world that he gave his only son that who ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;believes&lt;/span&gt; in him shall not perish but have everlasting life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hybridz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152643103505834661-5795804891032581230?l=brokenhybrid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/feeds/5795804891032581230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152643103505834661&amp;postID=5795804891032581230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/5795804891032581230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152643103505834661/posts/default/5795804891032581230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhybrid.blogspot.com/2008/11/have-you-ever-wondered.html' title='Have You Ever Wondered?'/><author><name>HybridZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15514618911143478724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUU0gOwFYTk/S1rYdW3XUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lKl34TulnbE/S220/12845_171533512631_531347631_2828074_29111_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
