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Remember the 5th of November | Precocious Little Devil
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Remember the 5th of November. November 5, 2009. A silent reminder and a little tribute to the guys who walked that road with me. Till this day, I find myself very much intrigued by this particular topic as I was all those years back. And of course, as a reminder of the delicate peace we hold. Remember, remember the fifth of November. The gunpowder treason and plot. I see no reason why gunpowder treason. Should ever be forgot. Guy Fawkes, twas his intent. To blow up king and parliament. A year and some.
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Mysterious Lights over Norway | Precocious Little Devil
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Mysterious Lights over Norway. December 10, 2009. I came across this article while randomly surfing the news:. 8220; What’s blue and white, squiggly and suddenly appears in the sky? If you know the answer, pop it on a postcard and send it to the people of Norway, where this mysterious light display baffled residents yesterday. Read more: http:/ www.dailymail.co.uk/news/worldnews/article-1234430/Mystery-spiral-blue-light-display-hovers-Norway.html#ixzz0ZHKokkNA. What could it be? From → Curiosities. Israe...
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Remember the 5th of November. November 5, 2009. A silent reminder and a little tribute to the guys who walked that road with me. Till this day, I find myself very much intrigued by this particular topic as I was all those years back. And of course, as a reminder of the delicate peace we hold. Remember, remember the fifth of November. The gunpowder treason and plot. I see no reason why gunpowder treason. Should ever be forgot. Guy Fawkes, twas his intent. To blow up king and parliament. The Theory of Fun.
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Ozymandias | Precocious Little Devil
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December 30, 2009. By Percy Bysshe Shelley. I met a traveller from an antique land. Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone. Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,. Half sunk, a sheltered visage lies, whose frown. And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command. Tell that its sculptor well those passions read. Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,. The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed. And on the pedestal these words appear:. 8220;My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:.
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How Deep the Father's Love for us: March 2006
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How Deep the Father's Love for us. His wounds have paid my ransom. Monday, March 27, 2006. Remember, Remember the 5th of November. Remember, Remember the 5th of November. Gunpowder, treason and plot. I see no reason why the gunpowder treason. Should ever be forgot. Internal rhyme and rhyme every two lines. English poetry is very beautiful, if only to jio za bo like V in V for Vendetta. He got Natalie Portman! How powderful is that! Haha sorry to all those ppl reading my blog who ORD later than that.
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How Deep the Father's Love for us: August 2006
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How Deep the Father's Love for us. His wounds have paid my ransom. Monday, August 28, 2006. Posted by Ah Liang at 2:10 AM. Saturday, August 26, 2006. Went to Momo on Thursday. Was quite cool cos the entry age is normally 23 for guys, 21 for girls. Clubbing is one big fat waste of time and money. It seems cool at first to tell everyone ur going clubbing, so that you seem like one of the "cool" people who chiong. But chionging is actually bad for you. 2 It costs a LOT. Thanks Gerald! But it cost like $35.
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How Deep the Father's Love for us: July 2006
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How Deep the Father's Love for us. His wounds have paid my ransom. Tuesday, July 25, 2006. Haha was reading my old post about not being able to sleep. It's funny, cos now I can't sleep again, for the same stupid reason. I realise it WAS a REAL miracle that I witnessed when God got me into Edinburgh. And I renew the commitment I made to do something more for God with the blessings that He has showered me with. good home, good family, passing driving, ok education, getting into Edinburgh uni. No wonder eve...
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How Deep the Father's Love for us: January 2006
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How Deep the Father's Love for us. His wounds have paid my ransom. Wednesday, January 25, 2006. Have they proven that they can lead in battle? Why should we entrust them with our cash? Oh wait.I guess not.we're only pawns, used for the greater good of the ORGANISATION! Let's just see if war DOES break out who're the first to leave our country in a private C-130. If we keep it in, like the strong MEN we're supposed to be ALL the time, we'll EXPLODE/BREAK DOWN. I mean, if u can't stand this kind of tal...
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How Deep the Father's Love for us: October 2006
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How Deep the Father's Love for us. His wounds have paid my ransom. Tuesday, October 24, 2006. I got a new shirt today. Henry says "YAY I got a new white shirt today! And Liang says "YAY I ORD in 3 days time! Posted by Ah Liang at 1:55 AM. Saturday, October 07, 2006. If a stranger were to appear in front of the baby, he would naturally feel uncomfortable. This stands to reason as well, as strangers more likely than not will pinch their cheeks and coo and try to play peekaboo. The man in the white labcoat ...
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Rays through the dusty leaves | Precocious Little Devil
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Rays through the dusty leaves. December 28, 2009. I was clearing up the mess in my room in a rare moment of free time, and little did I expect it to be rather therapeutic. Lifting and moving the boxes of notes, I find hidden troves of memories. Tiny pieces of paper, scribbled full of words. Tiny trinkets and memorabilia from an age long since past. Like a fairy tale. It was simply breath-taking. But enough of the allusions. In reality I found memories and echos from the past. I remembered glory a...I was...