<?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-6845050227437452119</id><updated>2011-08-03T05:45:13.942+08:00</updated><category term='Party'/><title type='text'>HOPE+FAITH+LOVE</title><subtitle type='html'>Never ending journey of self discovery and learning</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-8113892238322504345</id><published>2009-12-06T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T00:46:23.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Hey Slow down</title><content type='html'>woooooooooooooooooooo... going hyper too much milo dinosaur.. sugar rush. just to stay up late to study for SPM. by the grace of God hope that pays off. moving on I got one big problem I'm easily distracted. By what you might ask? OOO that you can ask a few people that would be Jeremy, Andrian or my mum or my elder brother...(I'm not telling) XD.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since the middle of this year  I've been struggling with something . with something.. I all happend at one camp somewere in selangor.. it was something for scout leaders to go or rather PLTC. 1st day i went there after the registration and all the setting up of the camp site. We all gathered back at the assembly hall or foyer. (this was a school). we grouped in to patrols named after animal mine was Viper . ROFL. as the seniors ( form 4 and 5) were supposed to work together, there was allot of interaction between the senior groups compared to the junior groups..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is when i saw her... she flicked her hair nad turned around.. my heart skipped a few beats. her eye were lovely , her hair so silky. her face so radiant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;throughout the camp i got to know her.. finally we exchanged contacts and after the camp we said our goodbyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after this camp we still kept in touch. sms msn you name it. I really wanted to tell her i like her.. But there's one big problem.. I think to myself i have to realistic she lives in PJ i'm in subang how on earth am i goin to see her.. whats more i only got to know of her this year. We may be friends but i don't think we're that close and if i say that to her will it end our friendship.?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this 's what's been bothering me this pass few months. To say or not to say. ask or no to ask. will she or will she not. will it do more harm than good. all these questions boggle my mind. arhhhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Putting that aside on a lighter note, that's the on area of my life troubling me at the moment . The rest is just awesome. great friends, great family and a Great God .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-8113892238322504345?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/8113892238322504345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-hey-slow-down.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/8113892238322504345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/8113892238322504345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-hey-slow-down.html' title='Hey Hey Slow down'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-3768272423063801315</id><published>2009-09-15T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T01:38:31.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;inspiring  video&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it'll touch your heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CT7x3VnrqbA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CT7x3VnrqbA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-3768272423063801315?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/3768272423063801315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/09/inspiring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/3768272423063801315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/3768272423063801315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/09/inspiring.html' title='Inspiring'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-6576914795717231375</id><published>2009-09-15T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T01:19:24.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cross roads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;life is full of these from what i have gone though. You take a turn and you might miss out on something else. the worst part is you can't make a U-turn and go back. Sacrifices have to be made.. this does not mean big ones only but the little things too.. Such as i have give up playing around and slacking to study for a better future. Parents HELP &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; in guiding you though the turns in life.. Thank GOD for them. they make life so much more simple and you don't get hurt so much when you fall. I think one's teenage years is the part of ones life that is filled with these cross roads. cause i had to give up quite a few thinks to make way for new things in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-6576914795717231375?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/6576914795717231375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/09/cross-roads.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/6576914795717231375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/6576914795717231375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/09/cross-roads.html' title='cross roads'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-8262179637372852662</id><published>2009-09-08T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T23:20:05.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>it's coming to an end.. My schooling life. what experiences that were experienced. what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; give to do it a second time :D. but life has to go on. i wondering why all the good stuff happened when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; leaving the school. it's weird. totally. But in the present time allot is going on. I say. so much drama in school. lucky i got my good friends in school to back me up and my brothers in cell for support. for a long time i have been wondering what's the big fuss about having a girlfriend or boyfriend. isn't it a boy or a girl that's a friend.i come to realise that some of us may feel that desire to be with someone is uncontrollable. This is nonsense.. it only lead to disaster if you follow your heart. I have seen many of my friends relationship crash or ended because of this fact. Love is not a feeling. It's a commitment. something you have to build on. It must not be taken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;for granted&lt;/span&gt;. Having A BF or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GF&lt;/span&gt; is not  A fad . please people do hook up just to show the whole world that you have someone..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;YOU're&lt;/span&gt; sending allot of wrong messages to people by doing so.. and don't tell me you're lonely , don't you have your friends and parents. can't you open up to them. find somebody who can be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;accountable&lt;/span&gt; for you don't bottle up your burdens in yourself share it with someone you trust. does not have to be your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;GF&lt;/span&gt; or BF .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-8262179637372852662?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/8262179637372852662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/09/school.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/8262179637372852662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/8262179637372852662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/09/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-3321706479706701510</id><published>2009-07-25T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:56:12.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut The Crap</title><content type='html'>week and months of play have to come to an end... SPM a few more moths a way and i'm still playing a fool... So now i'm regretting it. I'm in overdrive studying like a lunatic. To catch up on lost time. What to do day in day out see TV, Play Com.  Today lagi sad all the scout court of honour retire including me .. very sad la . last year T_T..then today some more IU day I could not go. my mum don't let me go.. sigh... what to do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-3321706479706701510?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/3321706479706701510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/07/cut-crap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/3321706479706701510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/3321706479706701510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/07/cut-crap.html' title='Cut The Crap'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-7167855466505169652</id><published>2009-03-21T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:15:47.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slowing down</title><content type='html'>I'm losing momentum... i used to be a fast learner. i think i must concentrate more and be more disciplined. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pew&lt;/span&gt;.. i think once in a while we have to slow down and pause at what God has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;taught&lt;/span&gt; us and be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; of what he has given us. With this we can keep our pride and ego from getting the best of us. too much pride and ego can seriously harm people around you in ways that you wont know. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt; pause to listen and learn without this we will no be able to absorb what other people are trying to say to us .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-7167855466505169652?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/7167855466505169652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/03/slowing-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/7167855466505169652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/7167855466505169652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/03/slowing-down.html' title='slowing down'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-3170247711747364732</id><published>2009-02-23T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:35:00.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MSSS Squash</title><content type='html'>i lost......... yahoo . in the singles event i lost.. not enough training.. all the blubber... to late to make a fuss. tomorow still got the team event. hopefully my teamates are ready. i fell down . srapped my skin on the floor. crazy man . &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-3170247711747364732?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/3170247711747364732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/02/msss-squash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/3170247711747364732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/3170247711747364732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/02/msss-squash.html' title='MSSS Squash'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-5013274771934933458</id><published>2009-02-05T06:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T07:02:40.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY at my house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SYoc_d7JxyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yT_Yq5cFdWE/s1600-h/DSC00711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SYoc_d7JxyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yT_Yq5cFdWE/s320/DSC00711.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299079788244879138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my aunt and cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SYoc_BObwWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/LWW5Yx9gO0U/s1600-h/DSC00710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SYoc_BObwWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/LWW5Yx9gO0U/s320/DSC00710.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299079780541120866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ooo..strawberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SYoc-q-oWjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zlKH6hJ1hsU/s1600-h/DSC00717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SYoc-q-oWjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zlKH6hJ1hsU/s320/DSC00717.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299079774569257522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another cousin..so cute&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm going to be fatter.. ate to much during CNY. must go on diet now :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-5013274771934933458?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/5013274771934933458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/02/cny-at-my-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/5013274771934933458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/5013274771934933458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/02/cny-at-my-house.html' title='CNY at my house'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SYoc_d7JxyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yT_Yq5cFdWE/s72-c/DSC00711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-8476623004646033763</id><published>2009-02-01T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T00:32:30.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Economic slowdown</title><content type='html'>economic slowdown = less ang pow (sigh)&lt;div&gt;Who says children don't feel the recession that's going on . i mean it puts more burden on our parents in turn it burdens us. not just because we have to spend less but we have to watch our parents toil to make ends meet in this period of economic slowdown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-8476623004646033763?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/8476623004646033763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/02/economic-slowdown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/8476623004646033763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/8476623004646033763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/02/economic-slowdown.html' title='Economic slowdown'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-8110341572105478144</id><published>2009-01-30T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T11:58:57.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my health</title><content type='html'>I do not enjoy a healthy life... My skin has a few problems which i not going to mention at all to anyone except my family and close friends. Doctor cut out a piece of my skin and play with it and they still don't know what's wrong. their diagnosis 'inter phase dermatitis'. sigh. They told me that  they may have to take more samples of my skin. whatttttttt! It a bloody inconvenience man. stitches on my back. It's extremely hard to bathe and worst of all you can't play any from of sports because it'll rip the stitches open. the good thing is this condition is not contagious and it's because of abnormal cells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-8110341572105478144?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/8110341572105478144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-health.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/8110341572105478144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/8110341572105478144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-health.html' title='my health'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-6159159931096950300</id><published>2009-01-12T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:00:42.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>WOW... In A blink of an eye Cell Group Multiplied.. crazy man. God is opening new doors for us.woooo. Time sure flies fast. Have to step up to take on new responsibilities. This Past few week has been a challenge for me to make good decisions. My friend tried to turn me against another friend. He used jealousy.. He Obviously don't know me well enough to know that I'm content with what I Have. Stupid feller. Scouts staring soon, can't wait to see the new juniors.(I hope they will be taller than last year's batch). It's going to be a buzy year. Better get cracking..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-6159159931096950300?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/6159159931096950300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-beginnings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/6159159931096950300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/6159159931096950300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-7938758484990829531</id><published>2009-01-10T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:50:56.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best Gift for me</title><content type='html'>Almost every year my birhday I don't get any presents. I usualy don't celebrate my birthday. Every year I'll feel abit down. But now that  I think of it. I've been getting presents all along.  Every day I see my parents, healthty not sick, every time friends at chruch or school hang out with me is a blessing. I'm so blessed that every day is a day to look forward to, new chalenges , new friends , new faces in school and knowing that everyday gets better. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-7938758484990829531?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/7938758484990829531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/01/best-gift-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/7938758484990829531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/7938758484990829531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/01/best-gift-for-me.html' title='The best Gift for me'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-3257866926782640597</id><published>2009-01-05T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:15:00.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distractions</title><content type='html'>Focus..Focus..Focus&lt;br /&gt;the words I hear allot. But the trick is staying focused. Distractions can come from any ware. Be it friends, work play or anything for that matter can be  a distraction even typing this blog is distracting me from my studies. Misleading events might occur to prevent you from completing the task at hand. Most of it has to do with temptation. I give you one example (this example is related to my earlier post last year), just imagine a man  cleaning windows 4 stories high up ,on a ladder suddenly a provocatively dressed girl comes up to the window, the man stares at the girl lustfully. then suddenly he loses his balance he falls down and ends up "6 feet under". This goes to what can happen if we give in to distractions. If we give in to distractions we won't be able to focus at the task that we were sent to do .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**if this blog has offended you in anyway I'm deeply sorry. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-3257866926782640597?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/3257866926782640597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/01/distractions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/3257866926782640597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/3257866926782640597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/01/distractions.html' title='Distractions'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-6058613231398133247</id><published>2009-01-05T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:54:22.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First school then Play</title><content type='html'>First day at school....!!! It Was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; i guess. Allot of people changed. And my friends seem to think my face is clearer. Anyway today was almost like any other first day at school. People getting dragged out of assembly lines. Getting demerited for not cutting Hair and nails. The only weird thing about today is that I Was excited to Be in school. I was Full Of energy , I woke up like 5 o'clock in the morning.(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wah&lt;/span&gt;). There were plenty of new faces in school new teachers try to prove themselves to the headmistress and plenty of new faces for the new batch of from 3 And From 4 Students. This year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;. Must study hard Cannot play play anymore. (must loosen up a little) :p.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-6058613231398133247?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/6058613231398133247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-school-then-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/6058613231398133247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/6058613231398133247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-school-then-play.html' title='First school then Play'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-6780362006957628876</id><published>2009-01-05T06:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T06:10:24.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Problem</title><content type='html'>Almost every one thinks I'm 15 last year. My face got problem. I don't look my age. even the Aunties and Uncles think I'm 15. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-6780362006957628876?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/6780362006957628876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/01/face-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/6780362006957628876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/6780362006957628876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/01/face-problem.html' title='Face Problem'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-3390728686172571364</id><published>2009-01-01T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:58:51.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Biggest Insult</title><content type='html'>You know that when people insult you. Their greatest pleasure out of doing that is seeing your response. I had a lot of experience when I was in primary school, in primary school people will call me names like geography, babi and other stupid stuff. So I chased them with the intent of making them eat their words.:).They enjoyed having me chase they as my size then was rather large. I learned that the less you respond to their Insults, the bigger the chance of them leaving you alone.&lt;div&gt;Because when you ignore them is like saying "talk to the hand". And they want you to suffer for their amusement so , tell me would you want to insult a person that does not respond to any of your insults. probably not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-3390728686172571364?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/3390728686172571364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/01/biggest-insult.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/3390728686172571364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/3390728686172571364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/01/biggest-insult.html' title='The Biggest Insult'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-2431367826075381851</id><published>2009-01-01T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:41:54.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Slap you</title><content type='html'>It's Funny. Almost every girl I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;slapped&lt;/span&gt; when i was small is a close friend of mine. Seriously. When I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;standard&lt;/span&gt; one I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;slapped&lt;/span&gt; a girl and now she's one of my best buds. And FYI I don't simply slap girls. I'm a gentleman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-2431367826075381851?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/2431367826075381851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-slap-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/2431367826075381851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/2431367826075381851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-slap-you.html' title='I Slap you'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-5013107313913981866</id><published>2008-12-31T13:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:48:17.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback</title><content type='html'>Aaaaa... Robots have returned to haunt me. Shit. In the middle of the year my school had robo games. We made two robots. Now teacher wants us to get it ready for the science week. haiyo. the robot has been collecting dust since the middle of the year, various problems with the robot sensor rosaklah, IC(integrated Circuit) blow up. Bugger. Finally I finish. (circuit board poke my finger so many times).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVsHARQ7X2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/0edST7BoSR8/s1600-h/DSC00426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285826288865206114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVsHARQ7X2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/0edST7BoSR8/s320/DSC00426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; having trouble with the wiring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVsG_j2RQYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7QaJM5KOUNc/s1600-h/DSC00429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285826276673798530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVsG_j2RQYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7QaJM5KOUNc/s320/DSC00429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; finished :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-5013107313913981866?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/5013107313913981866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/flashback.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/5013107313913981866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/5013107313913981866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/flashback.html' title='Flashback'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVsHARQ7X2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/0edST7BoSR8/s72-c/DSC00426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-6593433964237360026</id><published>2008-12-30T12:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T12:51:04.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>All the bad news about next year are getting people nervous. Lets put all the baggage of 2008 behind us and press on for a brighter 2009. Work together to  make it a great year. New Challenges,  Choices, Friends, and blessings will await us next year. Usher in the new year with  enthusiasm :) 2009 Will be great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-6593433964237360026?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/6593433964237360026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/6593433964237360026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/6593433964237360026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-6301190564543330631</id><published>2008-12-30T02:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T02:45:13.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High school relationships</title><content type='html'>Love is in the air....? This may seem apparent in schools now a days. Even primary school students are getting into relationships with each other. (what's happening?). It's kind of funny , why do high school students even bother to get into relationships? . Is it to attract attention, to increase one's social status or is it just for love(the way the circular world perceives it.IE:Hollywood romance).&lt;div&gt;I once asked a friend why did he get into a relationship with my other friend , well he could not answer me.sigh. this guy has been in and out of three relationships in his schooling life(playboy) he's only 16. In the end they broke up my friend(the girl) was very sad. Often at times you'll see her crying. From what I observe in my school 85% of the breakups don't end well . Mostly is the girl at the losing end. What i would do i would not get into a relationship in school but i will build on a friendship with someone until a certain suitable time where I will Engage in a relationship. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Conclusion&lt;/span&gt; is that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;High school&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;relationships&lt;/span&gt; don't last long. they are a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;detraction&lt;/span&gt; from your studies and they may cause harm to both parties in the relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-6301190564543330631?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/6301190564543330631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/high-school-relationships.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/6301190564543330631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/6301190564543330631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/high-school-relationships.html' title='High school relationships'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-3601717172918277510</id><published>2008-12-28T22:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:35:58.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><title type='text'>Friends Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVeXvxgme3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/2UcYHNrVJGA/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVeXvxgme3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/2UcYHNrVJGA/s320/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284859534742289266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Black Jack &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVeXvvOKNTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fkK6dU706SI/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVeXvvOKNTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fkK6dU706SI/s320/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284859534128067890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thE PLAYERS IN ACTION &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVeXvEDYFSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/UaLAXuxlpmM/s1600-h/DSC00318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVeXvEDYFSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/UaLAXuxlpmM/s320/DSC00318.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284859522540115234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;look at Keenan go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9686688423a938b6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9686688423a938b6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330197865%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F8E46218337136C809BA06EE1838D9C8C85A80C.78C22C046092F529CABFDA8D423EECE9B2174AC1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9686688423a938b6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEM5JYkPR118-d83avhUrygzZnPI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9686688423a938b6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330197865%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F8E46218337136C809BA06EE1838D9C8C85A80C.78C22C046092F529CABFDA8D423EECE9B2174AC1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9686688423a938b6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEM5JYkPR118-d83avhUrygzZnPI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keenan playing Violin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-3601717172918277510?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9686688423a938b6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/3601717172918277510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/friends-christmas-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/3601717172918277510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/3601717172918277510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/friends-christmas-party.html' title='Friends Christmas Party'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVeXvxgme3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/2UcYHNrVJGA/s72-c/DSC00317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-7533902175343849308</id><published>2008-12-28T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:43:52.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Side</title><content type='html'>People all around us. People we don't know personally. Walking pass us. We tend to judge a person or talk or even gossip about a person we don't even know. And for what! We all should stop looking at the bad things about people and look at the good and the potential. Does not matter what they look like what, colour they are or what religion their in.  Bad things about a person should not be discussed in a conversation unless it's to improve or correct a flaw in that person .But think about it ,who are we to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gossip&lt;/span&gt; / Spreed rumors /Judge about people. Another thing we do not have the right to judge, only God has the right to pass judgement. People Should sow blessing into each others lives spur one another up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;instead&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;condemning&lt;/span&gt; each other. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-7533902175343849308?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/7533902175343849308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/other-side.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/7533902175343849308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/7533902175343849308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/other-side.html' title='The Other Side'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-442859523462433653</id><published>2008-12-28T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:39:24.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scouting</title><content type='html'>One of the things that I'm best at.&lt;div&gt;it's fun teaches one to be independent, self-reliant and builds teamwork among members. Though the years of scouting I've been though many challenges. now entering my 6th year of scouting I have to deal with stubborn juniors .eeee, tell them to something and they do the opposite.haiyo. at time you just wanna strangle them and bite their head off , but actually they nice people to talk to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next year will be my last year scouting hopefully it will bring many great things for my scout troop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-442859523462433653?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/442859523462433653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/scouting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/442859523462433653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/442859523462433653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/scouting.html' title='Scouting'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-4720951844597860945</id><published>2008-12-28T12:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T12:36:55.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweeter than the day before</title><content type='html'>Every day is better than the day before. It's true. For me I don't know about other people but as long as you have  faith In God Your day will get better and better. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-4720951844597860945?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/4720951844597860945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/sweeter-than-day-before.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/4720951844597860945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/4720951844597860945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/sweeter-than-day-before.html' title='Sweeter than the day before'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-4270508924972845717</id><published>2008-12-27T00:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:16:26.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering eyes</title><content type='html'>it's weird . crazy. indescribable. it's a blessing . Lately every person i see no mater guy or girl, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Indian&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Malay&lt;/span&gt; or etc.. I just see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;potential&lt;/span&gt; , the good not the bad, can't explain it. It's very funny. It's been going on since the begining of the year. I did't pay much attention to it until much recently. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-4270508924972845717?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/4270508924972845717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/wondering-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/4270508924972845717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/4270508924972845717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/wondering-eyes.html' title='Wondering eyes'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-1109010577448520869</id><published>2008-12-26T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:02:56.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dressing</title><content type='html'>very sad lar. seeing how most of the girls dress in church. i say man, why must they dress so provocative. i mean one should dress decently when one is in the house of the Lord. Same goes with the guys what is this with the slippers. aiyo . nobody wants to see your toes. .... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-1109010577448520869?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/1109010577448520869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/dressing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/1109010577448520869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/1109010577448520869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/dressing.html' title='Dressing'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-7039725263699709760</id><published>2008-12-24T15:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T15:54:29.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Robo Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know this is a bit late but this is some  of the stuff that happened in the middle of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Robo&lt;/span&gt; games 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVHnDHxEdkI/AAAAAAAAADI/aEDejXDTKx0/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVHnDHxEdkI/AAAAAAAAADI/aEDejXDTKx0/s320/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283257878692787778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVHnCycK1eI/AAAAAAAAADA/Hv97rIf7fdY/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The two Team leaders /technicians  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVHnCycK1eI/AAAAAAAAADA/Hv97rIf7fdY/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVHnCiIeWfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZM4ZjKLlViA/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVHnCiIeWfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZM4ZjKLlViA/s320/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283257868590406130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Programmers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVHnCQsGB8I/AAAAAAAAACw/EBOgSZSS_78/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVHnCQsGB8I/AAAAAAAAACw/EBOgSZSS_78/s320/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283257863907968962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the robots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this events are crazy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hundreds&lt;/span&gt; of people flocked to this event. we lost in the quarter finnals. very sad.  one of our robots blew up. singh. crapy microchips. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-7039725263699709760?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/7039725263699709760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/robo-games.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/7039725263699709760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/7039725263699709760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/robo-games.html' title='Robo Games'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVHnDHxEdkI/AAAAAAAAADI/aEDejXDTKx0/s72-c/DSC00050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-6343370889501855829</id><published>2008-12-24T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:43:04.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C2U (Christmas To You) Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVEULmnSAdI/AAAAAAAAACE/yHWsqBXVw7E/s1600-h/DSC00262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVEULmnSAdI/AAAAAAAAACE/yHWsqBXVw7E/s320/DSC00262.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283026027458724306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the work in progress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVEULC4TWiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UnWmKxGQU0E/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVEULC4TWiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UnWmKxGQU0E/s320/DSC00258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283026017866439202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the Girls taking a break &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVEUKdDyacI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tPMgzTh0OaM/s1600-h/DSC00257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVEUKdDyacI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tPMgzTh0OaM/s320/DSC00257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283026007714064834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Parang&lt;/span&gt; (I got the power)(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVEUKHADGCI/AAAAAAAAABs/DjN3ZQVRwNg/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVEUKHADGCI/AAAAAAAAABs/DjN3ZQVRwNg/s320/DSC00256.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283026001792800802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;servants&lt;/span&gt; of God working here &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/6845050227437452119-6343370889501855829?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/6343370889501855829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/c2u-christmas-to-you-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/6343370889501855829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/6343370889501855829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/c2u-christmas-to-you-pictures.html' title='C2U (Christmas To You) Pictures'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G36sRQxsRic/SVEULmnSAdI/AAAAAAAAACE/yHWsqBXVw7E/s72-c/DSC00262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-2889509425012603493</id><published>2008-12-23T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:23:20.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C2U</title><content type='html'>helping the orang asli was great. we helped them with their farm it was cool. first time i was on a farm . we had to hike up the hill about 10 min . it was very tiring the weather was extremly hot. but we made it in the end. it was amazing they planted all kinds of plants . including Hill Padi From Sarawak .we had the opportunity to blessed them by setting up fencing so that the babi hutan won't ruin their crops. i really hope i can go back there and help out more and bless them . seeing  how the orang asli live makes one thank full of all the things that God has given. their toilet is just an outhouse made of zinc and a 6 foot tall person can look inside from the top (very disturbing). &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-2889509425012603493?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/2889509425012603493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/c2u.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/2889509425012603493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/2889509425012603493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/c2u.html' title='C2U'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-1159506045889249843</id><published>2008-12-13T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T11:54:38.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>food price</title><content type='html'>crazy prices these days . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unbelievable&lt;/span&gt;  shopping now is such a burden to do . what to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;economy&lt;/span&gt; not good must save more . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haiyo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-1159506045889249843?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/1159506045889249843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/food-price.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/1159506045889249843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/1159506045889249843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/food-price.html' title='food price'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845050227437452119.post-7814558931729900692</id><published>2008-12-13T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:16:46.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last year</title><content type='html'>last year was the the first time in about 3 years that i went to church .&lt;div&gt;well many things changed since i was gone . up until now i made a lot of new friends, build up old friendships and made good and bad choices there. Thanks to my youth leaders i was able to become a better person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845050227437452119-7814558931729900692?l=reliablefever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/feeds/7814558931729900692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/7814558931729900692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845050227437452119/posts/default/7814558931729900692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reliablefever.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-year.html' title='last year'/><author><name>Geoffrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
