<?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-3676792030259303093</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:46:05.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beloved</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-7640604292946955636</id><published>2009-01-03T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:26:14.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fucked up life, Fucked up day, Fucked up friends, Fucked up situation. Everythings Fucked up and guess what, my God is gonna unfuck me. No church tomorrow, ill go if i can wake up and if my dreams are good.&lt;br /&gt;When school starts for me, its where the double fucking comes. work+study, how fucked up can this be. No weekends for me. O my fucking God, im sooo gonna get pan fried. Oh, JESUS CHRIST, only he can settle it. Jesus is my wisdom, so i will get things right. I hate SHOWHAND. The last time i did that, i got fucked badly by getting blood clotted nipples. And now im in that SHOWHAND situation again. If i win, i win all. If i lose, i get fucked. This time, the bet is reall huge. Larger than the last time. I think i will win.&lt;br /&gt;I call the above an ART. Its real complicated. Its abstract ART. The "ART OF LIFE". No one can understand unless he/she has done some abstract thinking. A piece of paper, mixed with all kinds of colour in a random manner. Now, thats abstract. Im gonna appreciate this piece of ART even though it looks like shit. Know why? Cos its damdamdam expensive. Even if it looks like shit, taste like shit, smell like sheet, feels like shit, appreciation of this ART is neccessary. Ive said "FUCK" a total of 11 times excluding this. Well, thats life. U do things u dont wanna do. Thank God for Christ who died for my sake. Oh Fuck, i need to sleep. No bad dreams, only sweet ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-7640604292946955636?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/7640604292946955636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=7640604292946955636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/7640604292946955636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/7640604292946955636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2009/01/fucked-up-life-fucked-up-day-fucked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-5344863212519163136</id><published>2008-12-05T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T09:44:22.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>muscle pain... Gym for the first time. i hate weights, it makes me short. when i go gym the next time, im not gonna touch the weights cos im gonna grow taller in Jesus name.&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet gerv and Jon after that to buy Jon's i touch. Went to chill out at tanglin after that... freaking walk in the rain again when we were heading back home. This time, it was some light rain. Gerv got Jon pisssed by telling him that he could have gotten his i touch a hundred dollars cheaper after he bought it. LOL, If it was me, i would probably be like.. wth..tell me earlier la. Went home after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-5344863212519163136?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/5344863212519163136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=5344863212519163136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/5344863212519163136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/5344863212519163136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/12/muscle-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-4999596353579811917</id><published>2008-12-01T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T09:34:07.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Under Pressure. I wished i had a reset button. Well, ill have my way when im dreaming. No running away from reality, u shit. Oh God, allow me to use more of my freaking brain. I cant hold out that long, Oh My God. I need to seriously GET A LIFE, a NEW one. I dislike the feeling of being sandwiched, Oh my Fucking God.  Brace... High brace...Throw my brain away, I cant think properly for shit now. Aaron is a stupid boy for not asking Jesus to help him. I dun give a shit right now, let me be stupid for 10 minutes first, thn I ask for help. So retarded...But who cares. LET ME BE!!! Why am i regreting doing those things so much now. OMG, did I made the wrong choice? I thought i made those choices in christ. Doubting...Dont care, I will stand in the middle of the shit and wait to die. Maybe ill try something to survive, but ill just wait for God to save me, the most, suffer the consequences. I hate to lose, but i am so so so so, tired. Ahh, rest. I cant even rest properly? Jab me with some miricle drug so that i can rest without thinking of those shit. Favour and wisdom are the most important things. Well, i think im quite done being stupid. Turn to Jesus for he is my wisdom and favour. I dont care if its true or not, but i will just follow blindly. Worth a try, anyway, i think im screwed badly enough already. I really cant bring myself to think that favour and wisdom is that true. All i know is that i follow the bible. Well, just said it out a second ago. I said that Jesus is my favour and wisdom, lets see what will happen to my situation. Im feeling a little better now, but still in the state of staring into blank space for a few seconds occasionally. OMG, since when am I such a weakling. I was being such a stupid kid just now. I shall fear nothing because God is with me. My God had gave his all for me already, and Im gonna take it ALL. I am not going to regret. If i have to pick up shit, Jesus will pick it up with me. No fear, no regrets, only the peace of God. Ahh, Jesus is my wisdom and favour, period. I am a king and priest. I will reign, and anything i touch, becomes blessed. Know what Jesus told me? He said not to fear the shadow of valley of death. He also said that I will succeed and I should expect the best. The results will turn out to be much more then i expected. Ok, i think i will be able to sleep now. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-4999596353579811917?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/4999596353579811917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=4999596353579811917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/4999596353579811917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/4999596353579811917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/12/under-pressure.html' title=''/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-6442862216830756568</id><published>2008-11-28T09:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T09:47:18.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I have no mood to play dota, i play relatively well. When i feel like playing, i freaking feed like mad. Just finished a couple of standard game, lost all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mighty To Save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savior,&lt;br /&gt;he can move the mountains,&lt;br /&gt;my God is mighty to save,&lt;br /&gt;he is mighty to save.&lt;br /&gt;Forever,&lt;br /&gt;author of salvation,&lt;br /&gt;he rose and conquer the grave,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus conquer the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First violin lesson today, kinda nice teacher, left an OK impression for me. After lesson was kinda shit, cos Im stuck at home. Freaking Reko only know how to play dota and guess what, i played with him because i am utterly bored. Went home, practiced violin, guitar, and thats it, dota! Tried to screw up a game but I changed my mine halfway through because the game got interesting with Fags like reko buying a divine rapier and giving it to the enemy. Game lasted for 1.333...hrs and we WON. Tried to take a nap after the game but couldnt sleep, so i woke up and play my guitar! Reko is a nice guy but juz that he and I loves to quarrel when it comes to dota at times. After i finished playing my guitar, met up with Gerv and Jon at J8. They were "awesome". Fancy could make up a retarded but extremely hilarious JOKE bout the starbucks ASM. OMG, "Java chip up your ASS!!! Tired, an espresso shot, not enough, take double". I shall not go into full details but it very funny. Went to walk around J8, arcade, looking at clothes...etc. ended up with a lift from Gerv's cab, then took bus 80 home. Played guitar when i reached home. Do i have a life playing guitar? I enjoy playing my guitar but am I doing it too often? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole lower body aches like shit. At cage, i strained my muscles due to the long time of not using them. Brought Reko along, Yes, and as usual, that little KID told me how good he is at soccer. Admit hes good, but i rather he keeps his mouth shut. That KID loves to anounce to the whole world that hes good in soccer- ask nicholas, he can be my witness! Well, most of the credit also goes to him when it comes to me playing soccer, because hes the one teaching me how to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start work! The feeling of shortage of cash sucks. "JJ", Johovah Jireh(I hope thats the right spelling). Im gonna start taking mathematics tuition from next week onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw Relativity and Quantum physics, i understand nothing. Forget it, give up! Wait till im in the mood to learn those again. Hmm, still considering whether to delete those stuff from my com or leave it for future reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus loves me this I know&lt;br /&gt;For he will not let my ear get infected with whatever bacteria or viruses. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ByeBye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-6442862216830756568?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/6442862216830756568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=6442862216830756568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/6442862216830756568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/6442862216830756568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-i-have-no-mood-to-play-dota-i-play.html' title=''/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-5991440471726911802</id><published>2008-11-24T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:52:42.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Paranoid over my ear, fear of infection. I strongly believe that Im infection free, but still scared. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No cash, God is my provider, but i still have nothing with me now... but i still do know when i need, there will be a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lack of sleep these few days, tired but not sleeping. Am i crazy? I dont feel good. I guess these or my dry days. Let me hear more of the word, it may help. Embracing the word= embracing Jesus. Just know that he love me so much...yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will provide. Jesus is my health, prosperity, wisdom, provider for all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning in real soon... byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-5991440471726911802?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/5991440471726911802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=5991440471726911802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/5991440471726911802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/5991440471726911802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/11/paranoid-over-my-ear-fear-of-infection.html' title=''/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-2280388299234801077</id><published>2008-11-14T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:54:32.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Graduation day.&lt;br /&gt;went to school with a multi-coloured hair and was not allowed to go on stage to collect my scroll. What a shit! Burned my notes with M.E. and got caught by brother a.k.a. principal. Told him i was getting rid of my notes and he said that that action could cause a fine on the school... Went to the General office to shred those notes. Hmm, Maris stella high school, is it really a good school? Its no perfect school, but its quite ok, i would say good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant Be Fucked bout anything, and live life like tomorrow is death. This phrase is kinda pleasant. 6 points for O lvls, high chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-2280388299234801077?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/2280388299234801077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=2280388299234801077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/2280388299234801077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/2280388299234801077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/11/graduation-day.html' title=''/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-359615107005826288</id><published>2008-11-02T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T10:22:38.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its gonne be a very very very big mistake that im gonna make. Real big. Well, its gonna get shaken away? Im seriously need to wise up and invest in unshakable things. The "mistake" that im gonna make must never take precedence over unshakable things! God, even if i make this mistake, turn it for my good, I want to learn something from it, but dun let the unshakable things go out of my life. U will make a way for me somehow...&lt;br /&gt;U will make a way some how either...&lt;br /&gt;Be it that mistake or some other stuff, u will make a way. Even if i fail badly in all that i do, lose everything, u will not forsake me, u will be with me, u are my everything. I trust in my God because i know he loves me.&lt;br /&gt;Its SS tomorrow!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-359615107005826288?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/359615107005826288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=359615107005826288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/359615107005826288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/359615107005826288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-gonne-be-very-very-very-big-mistake.html' title=''/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-1328594919170424795</id><published>2008-10-30T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T10:44:27.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh!!! Im spent quite a lot of time with the rat this few days. I guess the rest of you guys are just busy studying ur asses off, OMG, except nick who claims to be the math and science God i think... O well, being too optimistic is bad cos i tend to get all noisy, being too pessimistic is bad cos i tend to go to the extremes like no getting and A1 for math. Ahh, juz be normal, heck the paper, discuss at minimal cos i cant help it!!!&lt;br /&gt;Play pool with Rat and M.E. The rat and M.E. is super childish la!!! Small things also quarrel. M.E. is a dam smart guy but he is dam stupid either, LOL. I dun noe how to put it. I cant tell if the rat is really relaxed or what. He calls me everyday and set up a conference between M.E. and reko. He dont even study till a few hours before the paper. I might also do that, but him doing that is so screwed up. He has been playing for the past year and not do anything bout his work, well except for maths. Ive gotta give him the credit for that, cos he suck at math and he managed to get out of the failing cycle to an Ace. Who cares, I guess he and M.E. just have to figure a way out. I really think that those 2 shits are dam retarded. Ill admit that they both are above average, but they didn know how to use their time to study. Instead, WOW everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Im going to start violin!!!&lt;br /&gt;Most of my papers are over, left with SS, Phy and chem multiple choice, chinese. Time for semi celebration. Oh man, im feeling kinda lax now, should i carry on with the serious mode or what??? I think i cant hold out for long, before i go super duper lax. Nah, i cant afford to do that. I think ill not study but i must not feel too good bout it.&lt;br /&gt;I shant disclose the outcome of my papers, be it good or bad. Perhaps after the whole exam, ill disclose them.&lt;br /&gt;DARE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ill end with this :The LORD take care of all my needs because he sent Jesus to be my anything and everything. I am rightous and therefore, I can recieve all the blessings from God, like the blessings the abram recieved! Im the beloved of God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-1328594919170424795?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/1328594919170424795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=1328594919170424795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/1328594919170424795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/1328594919170424795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/10/gosh-im-spent-quite-lot-of-time-with.html' title=''/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-624293784320620477</id><published>2008-10-20T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T03:39:39.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me and my big mouth again. Yeayea, paper was easy, so what. Does that give me the right to to tell everyone that the paper was easy? I figured out that to shut up was a better reaction. Ahh, a flaw again. I will be less "noisy" in the name of Jesus. I dunno y keeping quiet is good, but in proverbs, it says so, so i guess it will be good for me to keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;I dun believe that i will not pass with flying colours, but even if i dun, God will still open doors for me. I can't fail...&lt;br /&gt;Alien in a flying saucer. lol, this is juz my instantaneous thought. Grey flying saucer, little green one eye thing inside. The saucer is spinning with many couloured lights shinning. OMG, why is i tflying around me. Lol, with the infleunce of many movies, i think its gonna kidnap me. For what ever reason... Dreamland over, maybe nap or do maths.&lt;br /&gt;Who cares... byebye, lets see what pattern will emerge the next time...&lt;br /&gt;.........Snell's law........bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-624293784320620477?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/624293784320620477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=624293784320620477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/624293784320620477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/624293784320620477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/10/me-and-my-big-mouth-again.html' title=''/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-8382535479615477031</id><published>2008-10-16T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:02:08.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess today is arts appreciation day. I watched movies related to music and dance today. spent the whole day doing that and certainly, playing my guitar. Each time i play my guitar, i feel as if im ill treating it. Nice guitar, but so skill. Sometimes I really wonder if such a fine guitar deserves such treatment. Perhaps, nothing comes without practicing. One day, the beautiful sounds will be unleashed. Do i need to feel guilty for not studying today? Im not so sure now, cos i know i do not need to but i am kinda feeling bad. Clinton asked me to help him in his work tomorrow, but i turned him down. I know that i should help him but i really want to reserve my morning for just myself and study. At night at belles place, i would probably offer to help him. Who ever out there who like blues, go and watch the movie "crossroads". Nice show.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, im spending my time blogging, and listening to still waters. Nice feeling, no more rock and roll for me today.&lt;br /&gt;I think the last thing for me to do before i sleep is to read up on my english notes.&lt;br /&gt;Flux man, lol. cool word- "FLUX". A non vulgar word that expresses alot of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;YOUYOUYOUYOUYOUYOUYOUYOUYOUYOUYOUYOUYOUYOUYOUYOUYOUYOUYOU&lt;br /&gt;LOL. So many you's. Ahh, wadeva, off to english shhs shhs....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-8382535479615477031?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/8382535479615477031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=8382535479615477031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/8382535479615477031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/8382535479615477031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-guess-today-is-arts-appreciation-day.html' title=''/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-1022631232205717196</id><published>2008-10-14T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:43:53.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why isnt anyone online at this time. Because everyone is sleeping. Hmm, i just finished my chemistry revision, tomorrow will be the finale of CHEMISTRY and the commencement of geography. BEETHOVEN, such fine music. I cant imagine what music will be like in heaven. I cant believe it, i woke up at 11 plus and played guitar till 4pm. Time just passes so quickly. I played ROCK and ROLL by led zeppelin and naruto theme song. Just practicing both songs takes me so much time, moreover, i did not learn the solo for rock and roll. Sad case for me.&lt;br /&gt;Why am i staying up till so late everyday? Whywhywhywhy. I kinda feel uneasy when i stay up past 2, so quiet as if im the only one in this world. But there is a quietness that is so nice, no body can disturb me. I feel tired but i dun wanna sleep. Weired. I played chinese chess online today. i learned many things today. Worst thing is that i didnt step out of my house. Who cares, i kinda enjoyed my day. Cos i didn play dota.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to squeeze that pimple of mine for the last half of the day and it juz wont give way. Tomorrow it will...Im tired now, so tired, my eyes are closing.&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to sleep now. I can enter dreamland. HAHA, my dreams will be so sweet that ants would be attracted. Cut the long story short, sleeping nw.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-1022631232205717196?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/1022631232205717196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=1022631232205717196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/1022631232205717196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/1022631232205717196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-isnt-anyone-online-at-this-time.html' title=''/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-514716765120537289</id><published>2008-10-13T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:43:21.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jailhouse Rock!!! OMG, i acted as a conductor while looking at the mirror and it sucks. How do those conductor look so graceful when they perform. Who cares, leave those to the future. Lets do some ROCK AND ROLL now! Dance to the Jailhouse rock, CRAZY little thing called LOVE. Queen, to me the best lead singer ive ever seen. Or perhaps, i juz love his style. Slash the pentatonic shreddA, i juz like him so much. Is this call passion for ROCK? Who cares, i juz love the ups and downs, little jerks here and there, and of cos, the ear piercing guitar solos.&lt;br /&gt;Ima a little butterfly in the pool. God, i suck at butterfly. I wanna swim like Ben Chua, OMG his butterfly is like aeroplane. HES FLYING!!! God will cause me to be a rocket butterfly, HAHA! Nice fantasy of mine, but it will happen. I want to do backflip, juz some sense of accomplishment for me.&lt;br /&gt;Violin or not? Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;I know that i am a beloved child and theres no need for me to compete with other people, i juz need to know that My God loves me. BUT, why do i like to compete so much. What the fuck am i trying to prove? LOL. Or maybe, im just being obsessed with being the best in what i do. Hmm, i like that.&lt;br /&gt;Reactive -&gt; unstable. my life is y=e^x. Hansel and Gratel, i love that childhood story. LOL. candy kids got cheated by the w(B)itch. LOL. chocolate houses, candy sticks. I used to think those are wax. Change the story of Hansel and Gratel from candy kids being cheated to candy kids feeding sheeps candy. LOL, i like that!&lt;br /&gt;Let me take my guitar out and play now... and ROCK and ROLL~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-514716765120537289?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/514716765120537289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=514716765120537289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/514716765120537289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/514716765120537289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/10/jailhouse-rock-omg-i-acted-as-conductor.html' title=''/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-8279512842591813502</id><published>2008-10-12T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T12:06:36.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finished playing Dota... Organic chemistry ~.~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-8279512842591813502?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/8279512842591813502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=8279512842591813502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/8279512842591813502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/8279512842591813502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/10/finished-playing-dota.html' title=''/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-4535130728452559822</id><published>2008-10-12T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T10:45:08.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bohemian Rhapsody, is that song that good? November rain, can that song be a little unrealistic? Heartbreaker, retarded song, the Guitar solo is tough. Mr. brightside, a not bad song. It ends tonight, a song of memories. Why do songs bring back so many memories, lol. i can remember my old days when i hear different songs, and the feelings of those incidents re-emerge. Friends come and go, once near, now far; once far, now near. Songs really bring back fond and bad memories of incidents that have happened in the past. The entire thing just come back except for the reality. Lets continue with songs, while scrolling down itunes. I guess im bored, cos i dun feel like doing anything. I completed cedar prelims chem just now, and i think im gonna burn tonight, i juz dun wanna close my eyes. Famous last words, juz brings back my NCC days. X japan and All-american rejects brings back the most tangible memories. But i think mr brightside is the song for me now. Its not the lyrics that make me feel good, but the music. My guitar is right beside me now, why dont i feel like playing anything. I feel that ive have let my guitar down because i nvr wipe it everyday and let the rain bully my guitar and play nice stuff wif it after being wif me for such a long time. LOL. zz, im listening to metallica now and it sux at this point of time cos this is not the time for metal. Paramore, crushcrushcrush, that song makes me feel that the singer is saddistic.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, why do i play dota when i dun feel like playing. This is serious issue cos i feel like im abusing myself. Thats super retarded. Is it the o level stress causing so much problem? SOLUTION!!!THE ONLY WAY!!!CANT U HEAR THAT IM CALLING U!!! I know that im not a crazy guy cos my heart tells me so. That problems i face now is DEADLY, im so vulnerable yet so invulnerable. I can choose from these 2 extremes. Fall so deep or Rise so high that nothing can touch me. Going down sounds so comforting whereas rising high is my nature already. God, why does being depressed or crazy seems so appealing? Juz the thought of being emo can really make one feel "SONG". Hmm, I had chosen to be invulnerable, another failure attempt by the ...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I always say things that i dont mean to my mum. Like wanting to go to ITE, when thats not what i want. I told her i score 30 points for prelim which is bullcrap. She bought breakfast for me today, which made me feel so good.&lt;br /&gt;OVERALL feeling NOW: that feeling of nothingless. This sounds so much that im running from reality, wahwahwah! Ill be honet i guess, cos no idiot will accept that there is such feeling of nothingless. Well, feeling empty is another thing all together. OKOK, i feel sad. Ill admit that ive lost everything except my heart. My sadness will go away because my heart, that i will never lose will cause my path to shine brighter and brighter untill the perfect day comes. Thats one thing that is worth rejoicing cos the GAME is not OVER. I guess ill just stand firm, hold my position, not falter, support the whole damn army. I cant afford to fall because its so near, approaching me. Know what, ill stand firm turning my back on those shiitt and ill raise a BANNER "the Lord will not forsake me". Sigh, im still feeling sad. Ill just remember this for today, the Lord make his face shine on me, lift up his countenance on me, and let his peace be with me.&lt;br /&gt;Ill continue to play dota for now and perhaps study later. I can feel sad now too. In the midst of doing all these retarded stuff, i will cling on to U, heart. Just constantly remind me that u are with me while i do those stuff. LOL, i feel stupid yet i feel that i have all the wisdom of the world. Im the beloved aaron of God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-4535130728452559822?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/4535130728452559822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=4535130728452559822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/4535130728452559822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/4535130728452559822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/10/bohemian-rhapsody-is-that-song-that.html' title=''/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-1739981479639875592</id><published>2008-10-11T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T11:27:55.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My head hurts. Dunno y...&lt;br /&gt;O level's is a week away! Numbness feeling, excited, fearful, happy, sad. Since there is such a mixture of feeling, i shall call it numbness feeling..&lt;br /&gt;Yahweh, my friend!!! Where are u? U always remind me that u never leave me when i seek u. Without fail. That reminder is always so comforting, but at times, the trouble is still there and i seemed to have drifted away. Eventually i came back to my senses. Let my heart not be troubled, I will not falter! I guess X-japan's for me now, their guitar solos excellent, blends perfectly wif my feelings. Why am i feeling that i had lost everything? I didn't rip my prelims off, instead, i juz get another "HEARTBREAKER". I juz love to ignore my family members, WTH is wrong wif me. There are much more problems. When i face those problem, i get a stupid feeling. That kinda intense fear, the frustration, the saddistic thoughts, evil thoughts, staring into blank space, recollection of memories, thoughts of wretched futures, wanting to kill youself. Deadly! No one can ever face problems by himself without becoming mentally retarded. Its the best of times when i actually feel that i lost everything, REALLY everything. Ill tell u why: i have nothing more to lose already. But i think i havent really lost everything yet, i will never lose the spirit in my heart. Well, thats that only thing i can depend on. Every FUCKING thing has failed me, or rather, i failed them. But that spirit in my heart has not failed me, and neither i had failed him because of the sacrifice of "him". I wonder why arent i rejoicing when i know that i have not lost or will never lose the most precious thing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;I can kinda have a little feel of how Jesus felt on the cross. But hes is the ultimate pain, no one can ever experience that. After all hes the greatest and thats y hes is the worst.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is my everything, no FEARS! Anywhere i find lack, he fills it up. No WORRIES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-1739981479639875592?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/1739981479639875592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=1739981479639875592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/1739981479639875592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/1739981479639875592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-head-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-2879960384750634844</id><published>2008-08-12T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:42:38.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Feelings</title><content type='html'>Its been ages since i last posted, due to my "hectic" schedules, or perhaps plain laziness. I got my chinese O level results back today. Well, got a B4, which is not a good grade. Feel happy or sad? huh? I in a total confusion because i don't know how should i feel now. I know this sounds ridiculous but ... Gosh, guess i should just heck care and get on with life, like continuing my revision till prelims. Oh, should i re-take the paper or not? Tentatively, i don't think so. Everything in this world are variables, except God. How true is this! Perhaps theres nothing to be sad or happy about, except being happy because i have a loving God. Great! CASE CLOSED. Guess ill go and complete my english composition. How nice is it when i get an averge result and my God still supplies me wisdom and strength to reign; surely i will make it . Not only do i want this strength and wisdom, i also want a heart to be able to see Jesus in everything. Its so beautiful to realise that Jesus is everywhere. Music cheers me up? Not as much as being loved even though music really cheers me up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-2879960384750634844?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/2879960384750634844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=2879960384750634844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/2879960384750634844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/2879960384750634844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/08/mixed-feelings.html' title='Mixed Feelings'/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-2635073921634115184</id><published>2008-07-13T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T07:51:17.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wieewwieet. LOL. Kinda busy this week, wonder what i was busy with. Lets start with friday; went for DG, and shared. My first time though, the preparation of the sharing was exciting, OBSESSIVE! Took some precious stuff home from DG also, wonder when i could share so marvelously like coach. Ahh, Jesus will take me there, no doubt. After DG we went to eat supper, im kinda unhappy bout the place we go after DG cos i dont want another encounter with those... My opinion is that we shouldnt "play with fire". Whateva the case, Jesus gonna protect us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday kinda normal day for me, juz that went to study wif Reg and Darren at night after visiting my grandma. We went to esplanade to study, sounds cool right. Met Heidi when i was on the way there. Everything went fine juz that i missed my last 72. Took 27 to hougang mall thn walked home instead, zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went for second service with KG, Axel was supposed to join us but he overslept. Went for guitar class after service, just a mediocre sunday, except that today i juz felt like visiting my grandmother and the big thing was that i took a bus there alone. Usually i would wait for my dad to bring me there, if not i would stay at home. After that, went home with my dad and mum and brother. Just after service talked but anger, i blew it with big actions. LOL, the LORD will restore my soul~~this kinda anger problem will cease in no time with Jesus in me. Even i blew it today, tomorrow will be a better day. Wateva!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-2635073921634115184?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/2635073921634115184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=2635073921634115184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/2635073921634115184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/2635073921634115184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/07/wieewwieet.html' title=''/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-545007462678750362</id><published>2008-06-30T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T06:43:56.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Hmm. Went to school, everything went pretty normal. However, got some ideas of Pi(3.142) from jia liang. Didnt expect him to go so abstract. Kinda envious, but i know God has given me wisdom! We didnt manage to uncover or estimate the value of Pi using integration, and i decided to ask Mrs Ng or Mr Wu tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i went studying with nicholas at white tangerine. That cafe was closed but that did not deter us from studying outside. I shared alot and learnt alot from him. We did little but at least i could say that the Lord has blessed the time we spent together. We shared many ideas, and managed to understand and refresh the ideas taught by the teachers. Went home after that, practiced guitar. Man, God is with me, i can feel my fingers going faster and faster each day and in no time, i would be shredding without knowing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for all till now and perhaps the future. Im the beloved of daddy God~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-545007462678750362?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/545007462678750362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=545007462678750362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/545007462678750362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/545007462678750362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_30.html' title='.'/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-2178759469109836040</id><published>2008-06-25T04:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T04:23:02.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Ok, heres a post after a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Heres something interesting. Axel, KG and i went to coach's office today. Awesome! The pantry is better than seven eleven, Even the pantry is so awesome. Many 'computers' or whatsoever. The office is so awesome and brilliant. etc. However the working pace is so extreme, totally different from school. The people there were like moving from place to place so frequently, and the move quickly. In school we students take our own sweet time, and the teacher teachers so slowly. In school theres no such thing as sense of urgency. Well, working like is kinda stressful and everything happens so fast. Nevertheless, no matter where i go, the Lord is with me and his never ending grace is with me. Ive got favour, what more do i need? Nothing! cos favour brings forth everything i need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-2178759469109836040?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/2178759469109836040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=2178759469109836040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/2178759469109836040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/2178759469109836040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-8050457951564541004</id><published>2008-06-07T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T19:09:39.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blessed again</title><content type='html'>I just want to remember this regarding yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Meditating and speaking in tongues is extremely important!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-8050457951564541004?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/8050457951564541004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=8050457951564541004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/8050457951564541004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/8050457951564541004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/06/blessed-again.html' title='blessed again'/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-1661863090280972788</id><published>2008-06-06T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:59:39.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome</title><content type='html'>Since, monkey years i last posted.LOL, whats monkey years? Lets start from tuesday. Went for school for lessons. Took back my IPOD! my ipod got confiscated by my teacher. I wonder what God has for me to learn la, muz wait until the last day of school, then the teacher finally return me. Everyday i was praying to get my ipod back the following day, but never did. By the way, i had physics SPA. Glory to God again, within a day. spent 15 minutes trying to figure out what went wrong with my circuit. My circuit cannot work, and i kept telling God i cant "screw this" examination. These thoughts went through my mind: 1)Tell teacher and get my marks deducted when i was careless. 2)Try to figure out whats wrong. 3) God help me! Make it work! Its o levels! Well, perhaps i followed the holy spirit by telling the teacher. Everytime she connected the curcuit for a test i would be thinking," please don't work!" Eventually, the truth was revealed and the fault lies with the wires. O well, 15minutes disadvantage compared to the others. In addition, My morale became rather low. Life can be so unfair. Why must i take the faulty wire. Truly the Lord has taken care of me and his face shone upon me that day. I still finished almost the same time as the others, and i had so much time left before the end of papers. I was thinking if i would be given extra time, the wire is not my fault. However, i do not need to go through all this hassle. Truly the Lord is with me, his wisdom is with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally on thursday, had ENGAGE camp. Cool redefined. Preaching for the whole day. To be honest, tiring all day long. I learnt many things however. I anointing session was so marvelous and brilliant. Fell 2 times. I'm an anointed beloved child of God. I'm a priest, cool! I want to reiterate this point again, the fact that i had taken many things home with me, i learnt many things. Preaching may seems dead but when the word of God comes forth, power comes together. After the sessions, went to Clinton's house then Clinton and Yong Xiang come to my place to stay over. Interesting night. Had a mini worship session, watched movie, took many pictures. We sure did spent quality time together. Headed back to camp today. A whole day of "games" today. quite disappointing, as i did not expect such a boring day. However the day was not over yet! We had a really nice activity, everyone would try to stay firm in a great wall formation and the coaches would try to pull people out of the formation. We got some people  being pulled out and we had to restart the whole activity. I would admit that we were solid rock! honestly, that session was not a game to me. I felt the holy spirit when playing that game. I was almost touched to tears when i played that game. I saw how firm we were at engaging each other. We were like the strong walls of Jericho that none can break expect God. Nothing can break us. That was so COOL! After that activity, we went for night praise and worship outdoors. Did not get what i expected, but still enjoyed. Its not the place and the music. Its about worshiping God, and naturally, the music will come. I think was worshiping in a song, and i slept and immediately, i lost balance and almost fell. Other than that, i praised God fervently! Felt good. On my way home, had a little chat with coach Julian. Once more, i was being anointed.  I truly believe what he had told me, don't wish to elaborate on that. Something about being a Rock star, haha one day surely! MARK MY WORDS! He did not use oil or whatsoever, but i still felt that that prayer had a special something for me. Well, trusting my God who loves me very much, as much as he love Jesus! YA! Trusting him for my 6 points prelims and olevels, to be able excel in music, to be a rock star, and to be a 'teacher' and leader.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-1661863090280972788?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/1661863090280972788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=1661863090280972788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/1661863090280972788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/1661863090280972788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/06/awesome.html' title='Awesome'/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-8115902504828292782</id><published>2008-05-28T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T07:42:00.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solution</title><content type='html'>Sneezing non stop when i woke up this morning. Lack of sleep. Dismissed from school at 10.40, went home with Reko. Lessons were quite boring, Mr Wu didn't want to explain many stuff, zzz. "Go find out yourself LAR". Thats his all time favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and sleep. Didn't go for tuition because of the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hillsong could not get out of my head! Ever since the concert, i keep listening to their songs and play their songs. Solution! LOL. Check out Jeff Healey, a blind guitarist. If a blind can play so well, The beloved child of God can be better! Work hard at it! Ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-8115902504828292782?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/8115902504828292782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=8115902504828292782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/8115902504828292782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/8115902504828292782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/05/solution.html' title='Solution'/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-3772912189948784726</id><published>2008-05-26T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T07:32:56.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese o's</title><content type='html'>I took my chinese O level exam today. Unpredictable results. Half that i prepared for paper 1 composition did came out. If only... Well, what i can do now is to "extreme" the other subjects, LOL. I hope my chinese results wouldn't disappoint me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going jamming tomorrow; spent the whole day preparing. I did not want to prepare at such a last minute. However, i had chinese O level exam to prepare. No CHOICE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post today, but Jesus still love me to the maximum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-3772912189948784726?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/3772912189948784726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=3772912189948784726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/3772912189948784726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/3772912189948784726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/05/chinese-os.html' title='chinese o&apos;s'/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-6276508294886748872</id><published>2008-05-21T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T07:13:24.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"happy can already"</title><content type='html'>Went to school as usual. 4 periods of chinese lesson is so "xiong", it takes up tons of energy. After 2 periods and I could not continue; started to slack and talk. Mr Kay is so nice, he buys the class breakfast everyday. Really appreciated that, because the breakfast is like some motivation for me to study. Memorised a couple of phrases today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition at 4.30pm, was late and reached the destination at 4.45pm. Revised trigonometry, proving identities.  The questions my tutor gave me to attempt were super challenging. I thought as hard as how i attempted to endeavor Belle's school math questions. Thank God my tutor is able to explain those really difficult questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to figured out the hokkien song "hua hi tio ho" by chen lei. I can play the solo quite well already. Will practice hard and Rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda short post today, Jesus still loves me, haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-6276508294886748872?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/6276508294886748872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=6276508294886748872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/6276508294886748872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/6276508294886748872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-can-already.html' title='&quot;happy can already&quot;'/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-1155275253493116815</id><published>2008-05-20T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:20:08.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock and Roll. Salute those ROCKERS</title><content type='html'>Since I had not posted such an important event like yesterday, i would start my post from yesterday. Fully prepared for jamming, confident.etc. When it comes to the actual thing, i realised that i was not that "OK" after all. Perhaps too ambitious or not enough time to practice. Nevertheless, almost all EXTREMERs turned up; a good time for fellowship. I felt quite "bad" when most of the people at the jamming session was like not doing anything; left out. I would suggest that this happened due to time wasting and the "no standard" music. At least we tried out best and we PRAISED GOD! Have to admit that my standard was not really good, or rather my expectations of myself is high. On the other hand, i believe that my LORD who loves me very much would help me IMPROVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna rock! I went to Gerv house to watch "SCHOOL OF ROCK". Excellent show, but i waould say that the story is unrealistic and naive. That movie motivated me to pursue my dream, "to be a ROCKER". Not only a rocker but a guy who play praise God with ROCK and ROLL style. Sometimes i wonder if rock and God matches, but i know that rock/music is my calling. I would practice hard and become a Rocker one day. I wonder if i would Rock with those uncouth slangs. The Rock style actions and riffs definitely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: went to school as per normal. Love physics and math. Crap la, shouldn't joined NCC. I can't DSA. Nevertheless, i would still continue to aim for 6 points for prelim and Os.   Played inter-class soccer, got second. My team is so unskilled, however i would trust that it was the favour of God that we managed to achieve second place. That's all i have to say today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to THE ZONE!!! For those about to Rock, i salute you! For those about to rock for JESUS, i salute you and tell you, keep rocking for Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-1155275253493116815?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/1155275253493116815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=1155275253493116815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/1155275253493116815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/1155275253493116815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/05/rock-and-roll-salute-those-rockers.html' title='Rock and Roll. Salute those ROCKERS'/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-1217714204989706334</id><published>2008-05-17T11:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T11:58:32.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>like a normal day.</title><content type='html'>Woke up at around 10, and did Math(area of region using integration), encountered couple of queries. At 11.30, i finally finished that paper-only questions with "kick".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to play dota, so i went to Bnet. Requested to play with nick, he said that the game ending so i waited. I waited for 10 mins when he said that they double raxed. OMG, what in the world is going on! Wouldn't the throne worth 3-4minutes. Got rather pissed, because the RAT is known to aim heros and neutral creeps instead of pushing or ending the game. I QQED! After the game, the RAT logged out. OMG, thats it! I got super pissed cos i waited for them and yet the host left. That means that nick and I won't be playing together; I waited for nothing! Play dota myself while being pissed. Did not play well, this i left the game halfway; too pissed to play, there was no point to play on when I not even concentrating on the game. Went to take a bath and got ready for church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw gerv online at 12+, so i decided to wait for him and meet him. Practiced guitar until he was ready, when Belle smsed me. Then we three met at Kovan, Nigel joined us at serangoon?  Reached suntec at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor preached a great message of God choosing people. He chose me by looking at my heart, which had Jesus inside and that i know that I am a beloved child of God. After service, had a great time fellowshipping with each other including Coach. Shared some Math and chemistry knowledge. Went for dinner after that, followed by starbucks; though clinton, kim, dickson, joel. etc. went for desert at Bugis. LOL. Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ye yi shen le, qing chang zhi duan, jiu chi ge bi, rong hou zai xu, pan neng gou zhao ri zhai "post"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-1217714204989706334?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/1217714204989706334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=1217714204989706334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/1217714204989706334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/1217714204989706334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/05/like-normal-day.html' title='like a normal day.'/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-8530830359507106106</id><published>2008-05-16T11:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T11:24:20.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Commencement</title><content type='html'>Today was quite a day. Had 4 periods of Chinese lessons today, followed by recess, then chemistry, then physics. I manages learnt a couple of stuff today, like some Chinese phrases, magnetism and geography. I had an extra geography lesson after school. That 1 hour of sacrifice was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after school with nick, reko and ben on a bus. Saw ivy on that bus 62, waved to her but she didn't noticed. As i did not brought my phone to school, i didn't bother to call her or make her notice that im on that bus too. Expect me to shout? LOL. Anyway thats not a big issue. Actually, i wad going to Gerv house to help him out with the bass, however it became a jamming session. I thought it was fun but bringing a guitar and amp is so troublesome. "Thus", i decided not to bring them even after persuasion from Clinton and Gerv. Instead i stayed at home to practice awhile first but when i was about to make my way there, they said that the "session wad over". So i continued practicing my guitar, and played dota. Thank God i was not on my way there already, because it would have been a meaningless trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that feelings would cause one to play according to them. Thats music? Not sure! Ok, Its late now. going to sleep already. Today has been a fruitful yet "boring" day. Despite the circumstances, my God is still with me, dosen't matter what kind of day it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beloved child of God, Aaron signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-8530830359507106106?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/8530830359507106106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=8530830359507106106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/8530830359507106106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/8530830359507106106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/05/commencement.html' title='Commencement'/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-7260788543922073023</id><published>2008-05-15T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T08:09:05.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RUSH</title><content type='html'>well, today i did not go to school. I had quite a bad sore throat and lack of sleep and flu. Woke up at 6, went back to sleep, then woke up at 10. Went to see a doctor at the hougang polyclinic. OMG!!! i waited for 3 whole hours. After that went to the nearby coffee shop the have my lunch. Went home and study maths. Oh, i read a chinese composition for revision duing the 3 hours; quite an achievement right? lol. There is still much to learn in A math. I figured out that i had some question that i wasn't able to COMPLETE!!! I decided to ask my teacher! haha.&lt;br /&gt;Played dota today, mshs vs monfort.LOL i used troll and we won! lol.&lt;br /&gt;I also went for guitar class, so sad that i have to attend classes on sunday next week. Cannot go service with Extreme already, unless lesson canceled. Learnt many stuff for guitar.^^&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow im going for NCC training after a long break, i was told that tomorrow was the last training. I hope so but whens POP. I want to be officially passed out. That way i feel more secured!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, todays post was a rather short, "rushy"/hasty one cause its late already, have to sleep'; tomorrow have school! A couple of grammatical and spelling errors today too.&lt;br /&gt;So seeya tomorrow, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;~Jesus~loves~me~this~i~know~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-7260788543922073023?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/7260788543922073023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=7260788543922073023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/7260788543922073023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/7260788543922073023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/05/rush.html' title='RUSH'/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-8856911724745206283</id><published>2008-05-14T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T01:17:32.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MIXED feelings</title><content type='html'>oh, got back my A math and physics results today.&lt;br /&gt;A math-92. OMG!&lt;br /&gt;physics-68.5.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for my results no matter good or bad. Quite disappointed with my overall results, however i hope my A math result would be a nice thing to cheer me up. I aimed full marks for A math, some may think thats crazy but i really felt that i could achieve full marks after completing that paper. I felt that that paper was "do-able", however many failed. Honestly one of the reason for me the score that well is because i really treasure every single second that i had when doing that paper. I was afraid that my A math would have the same outcome as my E math; did not complete graph and vectors question that worth 15marks. However that main reason for me to score that "well"(To many students out there) because of my Lord. The physics paper result was expected to be 80. I felt so disappointed when i scored lower then expected, however i was satisfied because i improved in my section C and explaining question. I was able to write the points required and able to phrase/craft my answers. overall, my results were top 3 in class. For all my subjects, i scored lower than expected, however i'm quite satisfied with my results if comparing with my class, otherwise i was bad according to my own standard. I'm rather excited about my own intensive revision, i know for sure that God is behind me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mac at kovan for lunch with nick reko and ming en. Saw my mum along the way and  i took money from her(free lunch)! LOL. Going for math tuition in 5 minutes time, hope not to be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm done with my post today, Bye! The beloved child signing off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-8856911724745206283?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/8856911724745206283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=8856911724745206283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/8856911724745206283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/8856911724745206283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/05/mixed-feelings.html' title='MIXED feelings'/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676792030259303093.post-254374088734796112</id><published>2008-05-13T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T05:31:36.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi there, anyone whos viewing my blog. I guessed i've started to blog AGAIN, after stop several times. Well, the reason for my to start blogging again is because my friend told me that i could impove my ENGLISH, worth a try. Spent quite a long time designing my blog because i had forgotten some of the "html stuff".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got most of my result back today, and it was pretty demoralizing. I got lower than expected!!! &lt;br /&gt;E-math-64, how 'wonderful' was that result, as i expected at least a 70.&lt;br /&gt;English and chinese barely passed-50+.&lt;br /&gt;chemistry-74, i expected an 80.&lt;br /&gt;humanities-60+.&lt;br /&gt;Such results are so disheartening. Oh man, these were my prelim1 results, which contribute 30% to my actual prelim score. Thats means thats i have to get a relatively high score for my prelim 2. I know that i'm going to get 6 points for prelim because my Lord is with me. However, i need to vent this out. perhaps, it time to start my intensive revision which i had planned earlier on. "Gonna start on friday." Hmm, with the Lord with me, all things are possible. I need this in the midst of my revision!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a very hilarious composition written by my friend Marcus. He wrote bout 'Ms eio'. OMG, super funny(only those in 4f would understand that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i would get the results i expected for the remaining papers which i would be getting back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to have DINNER! Then guitar and Dota. Oh, holistic report too! sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3676792030259303093-254374088734796112?l=beloved-aaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/feeds/254374088734796112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3676792030259303093&amp;postID=254374088734796112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/254374088734796112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3676792030259303093/posts/default/254374088734796112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beloved-aaron.blogspot.com/2008/05/hi-there-anyone-whos-viewing-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>AisHeteRu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143680193169734576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
