tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-207691742011-04-22T09:08:22.505+08:00WHAT A FRIEND WE HAVE IN JESUS, ALL OUR SINS AND GRIEFS TO BEAR. WHAT A PRIVILEGE TO CARRY, EVERYTHING TO THE LORD IN PRAYERguofanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14100498288787904460noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20769174.post-1141668920690719272006-03-07T02:07:00.000+08:002006-03-07T02:15:20.703+08:00the time is 2.07 in the morning and i cant get to sleep. throat feeling sore and the pipagao seems to be working well until the sore feeling came again. my sister's friend came to my place to stay for 5 days and i had to give up my room for them. now i am in my sis room. unfamiliar slleeping place..<br /><br />hmm.. today is 7th march. my NS liability is 6 days. time flies. i remembered how sad iwas when i had to part with my pink IC and days in tekong really too mundane and uninteresting.<br /><br />trying to convert back to civilian life. life without regime. oh will there really be life without regime? hmm..<br /><br />been waking up at odd timings like 12pm and 2pm.. and sleeping at around 3 plus 4 am for consecutive days. looking forward to university.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20769174-114166892069071927?l=guofan85.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>guofanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14100498288787904460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20769174.post-1138676745808410652006-01-31T11:04:00.000+08:002006-01-31T11:05:45.820+08:00the greatest gift you can give someone is your time.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20769174-113867674580841065?l=guofan85.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>guofanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14100498288787904460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20769174.post-1137898895975643092006-01-22T10:54:00.000+08:002006-01-22T11:01:35.980+08:00the sick feeling really sucks. never so miserable for such a long long time. fever, the feeling of wanting to vomit. the day passed so slowly yesterday. the night was even worse. 12.37 and i lied on bed. woke up again. checked the time. 12.39. simply a torture.<br /><br />nothing could be worse than a weak body.<br /><br />much better this morning.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20769174-113789889597564309?l=guofan85.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>guofanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14100498288787904460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20769174.post-1137498557303973402006-01-17T19:38:00.000+08:002006-01-17T19:49:17.310+08:00life cant get any simpler.<br />no workload.<br />no stress.<br />and im enjoying every bit of it.<br />work up late.. thought of yesterday night.<br />smiled. =)<br />had a packet of nasi lemak that was prepared for me on my table. took a slow walk to the library. read for a while.. walked home..<br />interesting book i borrowed home. blink. described about thinking without thinking. hmmm..<br />fell into one of my deepest naps woke up feeling really tired yet the kind where u know u slept real good kind of nap. wait for mum to come home for dinner. listened to music. slow pace of life.<br />no luxuries. doesnt matter. no memorable moments. doesnt matter. simpleness in itself is jus so peaceful and nice.<br /><br />'The past 10 years as an artiste was fun, exciting and surreal. Even when i won an award, it felt surreal. Fame is surreal. What else is there? she asks. Then pauses, and adds with a smile: ' there is nothing, really. Nothing I held in the past 10 years was real, except money.'<br /><br />What she misses about bring an artiste.. : 'Nothing.'<br /><br />hmm. quote from Sharon Au.<br /><br />Fame? how short lived.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20769174-113749855730397340?l=guofan85.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>guofanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14100498288787904460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20769174.post-1137321880346137342006-01-15T18:40:00.000+08:002006-01-15T18:46:40.036+08:00woke up at 3.00 in the afternoon just in time for service at 4.<br />1st holy communion<br /><br />had a fun time celerating ys's birthday. 1st of many more to come from our gang..<br />bbq.. interaction.. cards.. jokes.. food.. laughter.. sums up the night.<br /><br />going soon.. sian. 57 days. bye to land of green.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20769174-113732188034613734?l=guofan85.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>guofanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14100498288787904460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20769174.post-1137209625247618502006-01-14T11:27:00.000+08:002006-01-14T11:33:45.256+08:00just knew today that jinping signed on to serve the nation!<br />shocked.. yet.. wish her all the best. =)<br /><br />exactly 2 months left.<br />such irony that i am so happy myself getting out of NS..<br />yet seeing another friend persuing her goals.. getting into NS..<br /><br />looking forward to meeting gang of 7 today. yusheng's birthday celebration..<br /><br />''to souls who are troubled.. let Jesus give u real peace.'' Amen.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20769174-113720962524761850?l=guofan85.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>guofanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14100498288787904460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20769174.post-1136889219363831952006-01-10T18:32:00.000+08:002006-01-10T18:33:39.370+08:00was hurt.<br />hurled.<br />back.<br />stronger. =)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20769174-113688921936383195?l=guofan85.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>guofanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14100498288787904460noreply@blogger.com0