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~*...ZaC's ThoUgHtS...*~
Thursday, 22 September 2005
WHAHAHa~ FINALLY!!
Just wondering if anybody actually still reads this current blog??

WEll...I forgot my Id n password..so I decided to move..doing pretty well over there..thou i quite like this blog..but..alright..i'll just update both den..if you dun have the new one..den just too bad..
i enjoyed privacy quite a bit..hee..so i'll just keep this as a superficial one den..whahaha

cheerio
Zac is back

Posted by punk4/zac0 at 4:58 PM JST
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Sunday, 6 February 2005

Wow.. jus another 2 days n thats REunion diNNEr!
*hOOray* i lIKE!

I'm sO happy that there are people who appreciate my design! Heh.. sold so far 5 pairs of shoes! One step closer to my dream!

Susu! Rara miss u too! Heh heh

Posted by punk4/zac0 at 9:52 PM WST
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Wednesday, 2 February 2005


BEFORE THE WORLD BEGIN
YOU WERE ON HIS MIND
AND EVERY TEAR YOU CRIED
IS PRECIOUS IN HIS EYES
BECAUSE OF HIS GREAT LOVE
HE GAVE HIS ONLY SON
EVERY THING WAS DONE
SO YOU WOULD COME

NOTHING YOU CAN DO
TO MAKE HIM LOVE YOU MORE
AND NOTHING THAT YOU'VE DONE
COULD MAKE HIM CLOSE THE DOOR
BECAUSE OF HIS GREAT LOVE
HE GIVE HIS ONLY SON
EVERY THING WAS DONE
SO YOU WOULD COME

COME TO THE FATHER
THOUGH YOUR GIFT IS SMALL
BROKEN HEARTS, BROKEN LIVES
HE WILL TAKE THEM ALL
THE POWER OF THE WORD
THE POWER OF HIS BLOOD
EVERYTHING WAS DONE
SO YOU WOULD COME

Posted by punk4/zac0 at 11:19 PM WST
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Tuesday, 1 February 2005

Take my lips, and let them be

filled with messages for Thee;

take my voice and let me sing

always, only, for my King.


Posted by punk4/zac0 at 11:49 AM WST
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Friday, 21 January 2005
HaPPy hOliday!
Well well well.. been a busy n tiring week.. now I'm still trying to adapt to the days of school.. Yup Sch started.. kinda cool.. everyday bring different kind of feeling.. be it gd or bad.
Man i miss those days i could really sleep late..
struggling to even stay up late now..

Next week will be the official week my sch starts! This week is just the preparation for us to go thru, and going thru this special course talking bout our learning style. Yupz.. interesting n intriging.

I'm excited bout tmr! Public Holiday! Guess waD?! Itz my outing with darling bobby! Gonna be shopping for new year clothes..heh heh.. den some other activites..haa.. he thot of bowling..hmm..so not me.
Den will head down to marina bay for steamboat! So different! Great! Looking forward to it! *jumping with excitment*


Posted by punk4/zac0 at 12:28 AM WST
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Saturday, 15 January 2005
Welcome to my day where everything goes wrong~
Some say u might wake up on e wrong side of ur bed
Some say something jinx e day

Oh well~ somethings jus seem to creep in n destroy..
*arrgh*

Ain't feeling well.. not adapting well to tis sudden changed of weather.. itz draining off my energy..zapping e will to turn things around for good.. therefore my day turn bad..

Not to mention somethings that could have been prevent ain't prevented.. Things that have been mentioned once gotta to be mentioned twice..

All the best to my tmr.. noe that Fefe n ms nana will cheer me up! :) den BS.. den svc.. den dance class.. i suppose so..

Posted by punk4/zac0 at 11:49 PM WST
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Thursday, 13 January 2005
I scored 117.. hmm..
Haa.. did a IQ test.. scored 117 .. by lookin at the table, apparently itz not quite bad afterall..
Oh well.. how can i compare to my almost a Mensa member boyfriend?? 130 above?? Heh Heh..

Intelligence Interval Cognitive Designation
40 - 55 Mentally disabled (Less than 1% of test takers)
55 - 70 Learning difficulty (2.3% of test takers)
70 - 85 Below average
85 - 115 Average (68% of test takers)
115 - 130 Gifted
130 - 145 Genius (2.3% of test takers)
145 - 160 Extraordinary genius (Less than 1% of test takers)
160+ "Unmeasurable" genius


Posted by punk4/zac0 at 12:46 AM WST
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Sunday, 9 January 2005
Poem to the One I love
I dreamed I had a time with God
A time when I am not at lost
Not to seek Him for comfort
But a time of love affirmed

Longed to hear His soft still voice
Speaking to my soul and mind
Knowing that He'll always there
A hand to hold from now till end

Now I heard the same still voice
"My child, My child you're always on my mind."

As tears flow down
A heart bow down
My life totally surrender to the One on High

~ZaC~
090105


Posted by punk4/zac0 at 11:52 PM WST
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Friday, 7 January 2005

well well well.. staying up n waiting for my beloved to call.. AT THIS HOUR!! *gosh* he is jus so caught up with his work now.. poor thing..

Pretty sad thou.. but no choice .. i jus gotta swallow hard when thats e fact.. what can i do?
umm.. keke.. i shall not wait ler.. he shld rest instead..

Posted by punk4/zac0 at 12:16 AM WST
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Tuesday, 4 January 2005
mY veRy pOetic bOyfren!
Monday, January 03, 2005

the home's empty, the lawn's overgrown
pictures scrawnd across the peeling wall
Old, frayed, cold, right down to the bones
lies my mind, a slouched ragged doll

Mary used to adore me at tea
out on that sunny lawn
seated with us is mr teddy
a bright yellow bell he dons

Oh how far art those days
Mary grew up and chuckd us aside
she chased idols and fashion craze
while we laid prey to rats n mites

The days of old passed us by
Mary moved on, but not with us
teddy sobbed, while i tried not to cry
watching her board that fateful bus

Mary mary, where art you now
can you hear your first loves tear
like a broken dam, gushing down
every drop hoped to bring you near

mr teddy had a terrible day
He lost his legs to rodents
head got gnawed away by a stray
before being condemned to a furnace.

There I was, carelessly sprawled
through the days and nights, tears and fright
how i missed my name on Mary's call
those lovely nights, those lovely nights

i just longed for those happiles
Mary my left, teddy my right
chatting over a cuppa tea
how we spent those lovely nights

Mary, teddy, where are you?
Mary, teddy, one's in heaven, the other's in hell
Don't forget to share our brew
mixed with tears, tea leaves and a yellow bell

weijian li
030105

Posted by punk4/zac0 at 2:25 PM WST
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