<?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-19389434</id><updated>2011-06-14T10:21:38.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GroOvinG To ThE ForThCominG</title><subtitle type='html'>xxx</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-115989488954612409</id><published>2006-10-04T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T01:01:29.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/241/9048/640/jo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/241/9048/320/jo.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo!! brazilian waxing!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-115989488954612409?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/115989488954612409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=115989488954612409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/115989488954612409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/115989488954612409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/10/jo-brazilian-waxing.html' title=''/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114590079886103306</id><published>2006-04-25T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T01:46:38.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tatttoos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/jes%20n%20deb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/320/jes%20n%20deb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessica n me. was at club crawl 2006 then. had 2 fake tattoos on our faces then went out to town maddness!! ! haha so nice man !! knew her frm ogl camp!! i love e biomed class. my sub course.. haha every1 seems to be so hard working therE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114590079886103306?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114590079886103306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114590079886103306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114590079886103306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114590079886103306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/04/tatttoos.html' title='tatttoos!'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114563596045635890</id><published>2006-04-22T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T19:16:53.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jogging .. peaceful day</title><content type='html'>seeking for jobs thruout the whole day thru classifieds. really true.. an idler's mind is indeed a mind that anyhow thinks and anyhow expresses. which many a times makes u feel bored, slacking, without motivation to move on to e next level. guess we muz keep ourselves occupied with our lives. but yet having solitude time at times.&lt;br /&gt;went jogging at sch with yuen shin tt turned out to be more like eating n sharing instead! haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114563596045635890?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114563596045635890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114563596045635890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114563596045635890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114563596045635890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/04/jogging-peaceful-day.html' title='jogging .. peaceful day'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114504125958647182</id><published>2006-04-15T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T14:44:50.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freshmen orientation pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/nicee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/320/nicee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/nice.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/320/nice.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my freshies hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me 04 ! love them man ..&lt;br /&gt;esp to yupei. ivan . e rest really! guys cu ard in sch !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114504125958647182?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114504125958647182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114504125958647182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114504125958647182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114504125958647182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/04/freshmen-orientation-pics.html' title='freshmen orientation pics!'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114504093102293448</id><published>2006-04-15T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T02:55:31.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple love for people .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Simple love for people . &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today I came to know of this gal, my ogl group. She is an ogl like us, she helped me in my group as there were only 2 of us. With her strength, we made things more refreshing for the freshmen! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This particular gal, she really put me to shame. As in there were some issues going on within the leaders, groups changing, ogl leaders not as responsible as they should have been. I did not intend to be judgmental, but I remembered what Sir Kelvin taught us, to have a total spirit of excellence. But yet again and again, I saw some issues that were not pleasing to sight and I sort of went to justify issues. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Indeed , what this gal did really put me to shame. She was&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;someone superbly understanding, &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone extremely sincere, &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who is soft spoken yet willing to take e burden of caring for freshies&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who has a big heart of love for people&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who cares for the people who are nasty &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who goes all the way out&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who deserves so much salute&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who loves so simply &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who really appreciates people around her&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who is so real and original &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who is herself&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh god. i pray u really increase my capacity to love all sorts of people. Every single type. Though I find it hard, I hope u give me strength and grace to do so . I m so weak , so so weak and I don’t know how. I need your help. Please lord. Let my heart increase in capacity and break beyond what I can bear.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Let my heart be filled with your love so that it will overwhelm others. I love people for u loved me first.I got no love of my own. U died for me, u stoop down so low to be a servant to clean our feets, serve us. But yet you are known as God. You are the only leader, God, king who would do such a thing. Who in the world would do so. BUT you alone. That’s why I adore u beyond every single one. Even when u got&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;bullied, you let it happen.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;EASter!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Its not about easter eggs and bunnies. That’s a total fiction story of&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;some origin I never known of. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is wat easter is all abt :&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;He had no servant , but they called him master.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;No degree, but they called him teacher.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;No medicine but they called him healer.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;No army but kings feared him&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;He won no military battles &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But he conquered the world.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;He committed no crime &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But they crucified him.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;He was buried in a tomb &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But is alive today&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;He is humble &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But will always be exalted&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;His name is jesus&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;He is our hope and guide.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lets begin the holy week faithfully.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This really put me to tears.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Easter. Jesus dying on e cross for our sins . He was totally innocent but he chose to die for u and me. For no reason, no crime committed. He loves us beyond our wildest imagination, loved us beyond what we can ever love others. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He was bruised, beaten, stripped of his clothes, made a fool of, they teared his clothes and forced a crown of thorns on his head til it bled.. They used whips that had sharp claw hooks which hung into his flesh, tearing his skin , rummaging through his deepest flesh til his white bones were exposed to the air. With blood all over the place. They did not leave&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a single bit of his flesh left unhurt. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;They pierced him with huge nails through both his palms, ouch man . Goodness. Why would such a fool die for people as such claimed?people would wonder. Well .he is no fool nor lunatic.he is God. His love is&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;our source of hope and future! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our huge source of hope n future in life.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;from the bible Jeremiah 29:11:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;11 For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;No amount of good deeds, charities or kindness you do will wash away the sins for its not a patch back thing. But only God who died to wash away your sins and mine.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114504093102293448?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://hechosethenails.net/' title='Simple love for people .'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114504093102293448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114504093102293448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114504093102293448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114504093102293448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/04/simple-love-for-people.html' title='Simple love for people .'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114503594707801312</id><published>2006-04-15T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T01:32:27.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over obsessed with looks- medical disorder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/320/b4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Over obsessed with looks- medical disorder&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Oprah&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;winfrey show&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I saw this particular live show on channel 5 yesterday, addressing issues that are happening in the society yet people speak of it. It was an interesting topic, issues that concerned people who had a disorder named &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;Body Dysmorphic Disorder. (BDD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;before and after 28 plastic surgeries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There were few people who risked all they had to be viewed nation wide by 20 million so as to address issues of people who were overwhelmed with looking good. I really salute their bravery despite their fears.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This particular lady Jenny, aged 28 whom had 26 plastic surgeries in the past 4-5 years, as she was over obsessed with her looks, thinking she don’t&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;look good enough, it was a disorder that she dint come to terms with even when professionals diagnosed her with this illness, its actually&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a chemical imbalance in their brain. Because of her illness, she had to wake up15-20 times in the middle of the night to look at herself in the mirrors.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The problem with this lady was that she was never satisfied with how she looked. No matter how trends change, people look, there will definitely people who are prettier, wealthier, better than us in characters or looks or even fame and wealth &lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;, &lt;b style=""&gt;but if we were to compare on and on . The list is endless.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;So appreciated what u have and how u look, yet set realistic goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These people who been diagnosed with BDD, had has lost their jobs, their enterprising future, their dreams and goals , their friends, their self esteem, their wild thoughts that make them think they are ugly monsters, their social adequateness. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;They are worst off than us and they really need to seek medical help. Sometimes when I see people around me complaining of &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; this and that, I just wish they would stop their yakking and start translating their words into actions that is something more meaningful.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We are so fortunate in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, we have got everything and almost anything yet people do not seem to count e blessings. God has given every1 everything. what more should we ask for.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The moment we become negative is when we start pondering on the negative stuff and forgetting to give thanks to e positive happenings in our life.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Even the air we breathe&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and clean water we have, we should appreciate it. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Many of such people have risked their lives to appear on national television to allow the home audiences to identify with them. The issue of people not even being educated of such a illness should be well addressed, that was why professionals were invited for this show.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;http://www.oprah.com/tows/pastshows/200509/tows_past_20050914.jhtml &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114503594707801312?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.oprah.com/tows/pastshows/200509/tows_past_20050914.jhtml' title='Over obsessed with looks- medical disorder'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114503594707801312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114503594707801312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114503594707801312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114503594707801312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/04/over-obsessed-with-looks-medical.html' title='Over obsessed with looks- medical disorder'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114485896890109492</id><published>2006-04-13T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T00:22:48.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ogl camp day 2 @_@</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;OGL camp. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3 days preparations&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1 day rehearsal&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3 days actual camp. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Draining strength and energy &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But indeed its worth the cause. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I seen how my fella ogl leaders really cheong-ed all the way, they really cheered, yelled, pushed on despite their physical exhaustion, mental n physical headaches. They always pushed themselves beyond their limits and this really taught me to follow suit. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This particular person, who was not very used to her job scope/ role in the camp. Despite seeing her visible fears, she always pushed on, try and try despite the barrier that she could not do so. Yet she feared but she still stood firm, really encouraged me to even do more.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today is the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; day of the camp, freshies are a little quiet but I know they will warm up later on ! haa some r really fuuny n jokers ! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;The values we live by are worth more when we pass them on .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114485896890109492?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114485896890109492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114485896890109492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114485896890109492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114485896890109492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/04/ogl-camp-day-2_13.html' title='ogl camp day 2 @_@'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114485828272543465</id><published>2006-04-13T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T12:41:46.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is easter all abt ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today I came to know of this gal, my ogl group. She is an ogl like us, she helped me in my group as there were only 2 of us. With her strength, we made things more refreshing for the freshmen! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This particular gal, she really put me to shame. As in there were some issues going on within the leaders, groups changing, ogl leaders not as responsible as they should have been. I did not intend to be judgmental, but I remembered what Sir Kelvin taught us, to have a total spirit of excellence. But yet again and again, I saw some issues that were not pleasing to sight and I sort of went to justify issues. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Indeed , what this gal did really put me to shame. She was&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;someone superbly understanding, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone extremely sincere, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who is soft spoken yet willing to take e burden of caring for freshies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who has a big heart of love for people&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who cares for the people who are nasty &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who goes all the way out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who deserves so much salute&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who loves so simply &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who really appreciates people around her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who is so real and original &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;someone who is herself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh god. i pray u really increase my capacity to love all sorts of people. Every single type. Though I find it hard, I hope u give me strength and grace to do so . I m so weak , so so weak and I don’t know how. I need your help. Please lord. Let my heart increase in capacity and break beyond what I can bear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Let my heart be filled with your love so that it will overwhelm others. I love people for u loved me first.I got no love of my own. U died for me, u stoop down so low to be a servant to clean our feets, serve us. But yet you are known as God. You are the only leader, God, king who would do such a thing. Who in the world would do so. BUT you alone. That’s why I adore u beyond every single one. Even when u got&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;bullied, you let it happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;EASter!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Its not about easter eggs and bunnies. That’s a total fiction story of&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;some origin I never known of. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is wat easter is all abt :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He had no servant , but they called him master.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No degree, but they called him teacher.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No medicine but they called him healer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No army but kings feared him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He won no military battles &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But he conquered the world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He committed no crime &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But they crucified him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He was buried in a tomb &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But is alive today&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He is humble &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But will always be exalted&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;His name is jesus&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He is our hope and guide.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lets begin the holy week faithfully.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This really put me to tears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Easter. Jesus dying on e cross for our sins . He was totally innocent but he chose to die for u and me. For no reason, no crime committed. He loves us beyond our wildest imagination, loved us beyond what we can ever love others. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He was bruised, beaten, stripped of his clothes, made a fool of, they teared his clothes and forced a crown of thorns on his head til it bled.. They used whips that had sharp claw hooks which hung into his flesh, tearing his skin , rummaging through his deepest flesh til his white bones were exposed to the air. With blood all over the place. They did not leave&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a single bit of his flesh left unhurt. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;They pierced him with huge nails through both his palms, ouch man . Goodness. Why would such a fool die for people as such claimed?people would wonder. Well .he is no fool nor lunatic.he is God. His love is&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;our source of hope and future! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our huge source of hope n future in life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;from the bible Jeremiah 29:11:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;11 For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;No amount of good deeds, charities or kindness you do will wash away the sins for its not a patch back thing. But only God who died to wash away your sins and mine.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus saw their &lt;b&gt;faith&lt;/b&gt;, he said, "Friend, your sins are forgiven."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114485828272543465?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.hopesingapore.org.sg/whathasjesusdone.htm' title='what is easter all abt ?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114485828272543465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114485828272543465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114485828272543465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114485828272543465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-is-easter-all-abt.html' title='what is easter all abt ?'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114455125357753819</id><published>2006-04-09T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T10:54:13.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW bro added to his house!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.very-clever.com/books/joy" target="_blank"&gt;joy books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was really amazed at how God works so fast in just less than a week. My church friend whom got to know of another friend through a camp, in less than a week He shared Christ with him and yesterday evening he became our new brother ! whoa-hoa!! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was really amazed and at times keep pondering how fast Jesus works. So many atimes, his ways are so much higher than us. Things and miracles he performed, we would not ever know of. Its really beyond human understanding and really its so unbelievable. Yet still it had happened and that is the promise that we can claim!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;His promises are so fast. Without hesitation. Using my logical senses, it was impossible, but with grace and amazement. The promise was given !! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114455125357753819?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114455125357753819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114455125357753819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114455125357753819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114455125357753819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-bro-added-to-his-house.html' title='NEW bro added to his house!'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114438105448424685</id><published>2006-04-07T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T19:17:44.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sch of engineering ogl camp  preparation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;During the 3 days ogl preparation camp, it was a tremendous experience. Sir Kelvin taught us games and principles that really impacted my life and gave me a new name to it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sir Kelvin was someone that was very firm in his words. He knew when to really joke and treat us like friends and yet at times when we fail to meet his standards, he would really reprimand us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The fact that he was someone whom I respected much through his daily life style, whatever he said made a stand as it was from someone whom u have great respect. It was the style of his speaking and challenging us as leaders .He affirmed and he challenged well but he knew not to go beyond the point we could not bear. Someone whom really is so natural in leading and impacting life values to us. The words make a small count but it’s the lifestyle of the person whom we respect, that is why we buy into it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As to speak of, the laws of buy- in states that people buy into the leader than the vision&lt;/b&gt;. If you want to be a true leader, you have to be committed. True commitment inspires and attracts people. It shows them that you have conviction. They will believe in you only if you believe in your cause.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When you start to be on fire, people will come and see you burn&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and also burn with you .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sir Kelvin. a vessel that taught me the&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: aqua 0% 50%; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial"&gt;SPIRIT OF EXCELLENCE AND NOT TO COMPROMISE AT ALL . NOT ONE SINGLE BIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I remembered someone saying to me this, a excuse is just a reason for you to escape and evade the truth. I agree with it so very totally.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;4 types of people bounded by commitment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;1. Cop outs&lt;/span&gt;- people who do not have goals and do not commit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;2. Hold outs&lt;/span&gt;-people who do not know their goals so they are afraid to commit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;3. Drop outs&lt;/span&gt;- people who start towards a goal and quit when the going gets tough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;4. All outs&lt;/span&gt;-People who set goals, commit to them and to commit the price to reach them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was a total brain throbbing experience. We played games that really aroused us emotionally, physically and mentally. Before the games started, I used to think that no such games can waiver me. I mean come on, they were just games, but indeed Sir Kelvin did emphasis the fact that its rated as an adult games. Either the end result states your health wealth of your personality and level of sociability. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The moment we start to be outward looking, instead of looking inside yourself, pondering on issues and problems around us. Instead we all got the capability to impart. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s a choice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The past 2 camps, I was not mentally prepared nor physically strong but the effort that we take in making a right decision despite difficult circumstances draws us nearer to God. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And he values it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The fact we tried to try our best . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;. To impart values to people .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A saying goes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: aqua 0% 50%; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial"&gt;THE VALUES WE LIVE BY ARE WORTH MORE WHEN WE PASS THEM ON !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114438105448424685?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114438105448424685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114438105448424685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114438105448424685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114438105448424685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/04/sch-of-engineering-ogl-camp.html' title='sch of engineering ogl camp  preparation'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114438101218317652</id><published>2006-04-07T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T11:36:52.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;tnet- life camp. dealing with rebellious teens and teens from aged 10-16.&lt;br /&gt;social work. facilitators. i fear of children. but yet things turned out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today I wanna really Thank God that he gave me &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;another huge blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A blessing to experience joy with the kids at Tnet, with the event named LIFE CAMP. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A blessing to make a step to go enjoy and impact the kids despite myself feeling tired mentally yesterday. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A blessing that I could do social work and have fun at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A blessing that I decided to go and do something for people and society.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A blessing to team up with Group 1 and work with all the kids who seemed notoriously naughty at first, but indeed they are so lovable and united despite racial differences. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;A blessing that I could work with Emily and got to know her better .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A blessing that I enjoyed time bean-curding with my church friends and friends.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A blessing that I was given a chance to show Love and concern to kids who needed it.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I used to think I dislike kids but I know to love everyone else as God love is so exuberant that his love compelled me to love everyone and anyone. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I rarely have known anyone who is younger than me or of a different race from me. But indeed I really want to thank every single member in my group that without one of each other, the team will not function well.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And because we chose to put aside our differences, we worked things out and the enthusiasm and excitement I saw in the kids really urged and pushed me on! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: red none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;REALLY &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: red none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;GOD IS LOVE .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: red none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;HE DOES NOT LOVE U OR ME. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: red none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;HE IS THE ONE THAT MAKES THE WORLD LIVING AND &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: red none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;IS A SOURCE OF LIFE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Blessings upon blessings have been poured into my life. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So many good things happened but I did not take a step back and realize them, I was so ungrateful to God and I was not thankful to him.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Instead I kept dwelling on problems and issues and was pondering on them, using my time and channeling it to negativity. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I really want to overcome so many issues in my life and as much as I want all my problems to be overcome, I know by my strength, I Am nothing. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;With HIM, I m everything. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I lacked the courage to submit my all to him. To trust him fully yet still he continued to bless me again and again without any hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;Today as I sat down and looked back at the past few days, there were indeed so many things&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I could give thanks to but I was so heck care in doing so. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Human beings are always so ungrateful. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;When bad things happen, we pray&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114438101218317652?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114438101218317652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114438101218317652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114438101218317652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114438101218317652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/04/life-camp.html' title='life camp'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114437941352150177</id><published>2006-04-07T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T11:10:13.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 frends conversion -1st april!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;31 st april – my promise to God to let 2 friends know Him .and I was so glad, on 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; april .&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Though one day later, my prayer was answered. Instead of the 1 I asked for. God gave me 2 souls!! HE is so ever faithful. So many a times I felt like I did not deserve it. But he is always there to bless abundantly. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The angels in heaven rejoiced. Two friends of mine came and took that step of faith without much hesitation, though they were unclear of everything, but the fact they chose to. God valued that.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;GOD will come near to you if u first draw close to him. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;CongrTS Man! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114437941352150177?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114437941352150177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114437941352150177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114437941352150177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114437941352150177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/04/2-frends-conversion-1st-april.html' title='2 frends conversion -1st april!'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114405968412214673</id><published>2006-04-03T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T18:21:24.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus lover of my soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus lover of my soul&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jesus lover of my soul&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jesus you make me whole &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Taken me from the five foot way&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gave my life a brand new name&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I want to know more of you each day&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Every day you make my life so gay(happy)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Every time I ponder and I think &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You remind me of the days that was so without meaning &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jesus forgiver of my souls &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Every time I sin &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You make me take a step back and think&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lord god jesus I know I am worth nothing &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But when I get to know you &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My life became full of hope and meaning &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have sinned countless times&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But when I bend my knees plead saying &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“o lord forgive me “&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;within a pause you had enfold my sins on your cross&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;you took my heart and say&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“child the price I had already pay”&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;times when you seemed so far and out of sight&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;but the promise I know &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;you are so assured of my plight &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;given me more than I have ever asked&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;you given me 9 fruits that could forever last&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;lord what more could I ask&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;when you took my heart and tore it apart&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;underneath it all&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;it was not so bald afterall&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I found my meaning and my first true love&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dear lord &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You took my hand and put on a glove&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You keep me sheltered from the turmoil earth&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lord I love you more than anything &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You make my whole life sing&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; (a song i re edited the original =)&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;minute maid limeade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;seasons barely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;nutrisoy barely soyamilk&lt;br /&gt;Mac's sprite with lemon slice&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Delightful !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114405968412214673?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114405968412214673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114405968412214673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114405968412214673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114405968412214673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/04/jesus-lover-of-my-soul.html' title='Jesus lover of my soul'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114391507232784710</id><published>2006-04-02T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T02:11:12.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>struggles</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;Struggles are a part of human reality&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Struggling a lot a lot the past 2 weeks.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Family issues.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My issues and so many many.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So much I feel like I cant even stop to breathe. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes I feel like giving up really, but then when I cool down, I realized I will not for my responsibilities are not gonna be forsaken.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If I do so, wont my act be doing so many people injustice. People who have seen our lives and really take us good examples.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The effort of trying to keep in step is tough but it will be easier with HIM.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was so tempted to go back to my drinking ways but then&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;just now I was at paradiz center. I saw so many people there. I was kind of terrified. People who cursed and swear . people going clubbing, billards and drinking at the middle of the night. People who seemed to be aimless but just enjoying life without a care about the next day . I was like them lastime. Not now anymore. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I passed by two 7-11 shops, picked up e bottle of wine containing 15% alcohol wanting to pay but thank God the queue was so long , I was too impatient to wait. And I knew it was so wrong. The act of drinking was not wrong but the fact that I know I cannot hold my liquor at all and resulting in drunked ness is a irresponsible thing to do. If I were to get drunk, stupid ideas would get into me. And the thing is that I was alone. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fortunately I called my friend and she assured me and told me stuff that made me ponder a lot. I know its so easy to take an easy way out, get drunk, curse and swear, and point all fingers at everyone. But to my own conscience its so wrong. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;was angered and upset and I teared along the way thinking why things always happen like that and I realized that I have been pondering so much on e problems and forgot to give thanks to God. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Things were not bad, but I did not count my blessings, I kept looking and magnifying the problems. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do not be alone when you are down, its dangerous. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do not seek foolish ways to calm &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; anger thru vices.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Let down my pride. Say sorry to build back the bond, patch up e issue .so why not. Maybe its no my fault but no harm in saying sorry, not because I m in e wrong but to clarify things and to explain saying sorry “ is for patching “ not for admitting the mistake. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am human and I struggle too. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The difference : God is still alive in me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114391507232784710?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114391507232784710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114391507232784710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114391507232784710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114391507232784710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/04/struggles.html' title='struggles'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114380983258722292</id><published>2006-03-31T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T20:57:12.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/241/9048/640/emily%20rose.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/241/9048/320/emily%20rose.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possession ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114380983258722292?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114380983258722292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114380983258722292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114380983258722292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114380983258722292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/03/possession.html' title=''/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114380964289170383</id><published>2006-03-31T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T20:54:02.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/241/9048/640/emily%20rose2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/241/9048/320/emily%20rose2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exorcism of emily rose&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114380964289170383?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114380964289170383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114380964289170383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114380964289170383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114380964289170383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/03/exorcism-of-emily-rose_31.html' title=''/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114380925253044132</id><published>2006-03-31T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T20:47:33.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exorcism of Emily rose.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Watched e exorcism of Emily rose. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I salute Emily rose for she knew that if she chose to die for God’s name will be made known to the whole world. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;She asked this “Why does God allow me to suffer under demonic forces “&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Answer “u has 2 choices, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; to leave this earth and go heaven &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; to suffer and let the demon carry on living in her. “&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;In the evident remake reality show, she chose the latter and died. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;FOR THE GLORY OF GOD AT AGE 19. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;In reality, her tombstone is visited by many visitors all over the world and she have made her life a legacy. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;On her epitaph, it wrote:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;continue to work out your salvation with fear and trembling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Philippians &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2 : 12b&lt;/b&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;Salvation is totally free but it is not cheap. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;Do not take his grace for granted. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;God is full of compassion of love and grace &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;But he is a God that judges and we have to be accountable for every sin we commit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;It reminds me of friends who came to know God and walked away, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Some told me they will come back to God one fine day, but not sure when. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Is it not fair to God? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;We choose when we want or don’t want. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: red;"&gt;What if God says the same thing &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: red;"&gt;“ Child I will not allow u to get into my kingdom,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: red;"&gt;then how “? This is just an illustration of my own. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;It transcended beyond normal horror movies with little visual editing. Because the events that occurred was not of out of the world but was within human abilities. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Based on true story, made me think deeper what was beyond life now. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;The storyline portrayed beyond the normal and went beyond to the darker side. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Story was set in 1976. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;There was spirituality in the movie but did not define whether boundaries of religions were real or not. It was up to the audience imagination.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Do Demons exist, there were much paranormal events that occurred or what was it the medical illnesses of Emily rose that made her hallucinate?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: red;"&gt;Do religions exist for real?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: red;"&gt;Does God exist?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: red;"&gt;If no, why are there demons n evil forces?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Even the actress Erin Bruner, a skeptical towards religions, also known as a agnostic (one who does not believe that God exist unless it provable), had so much doubts within herself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;God is such a beautiful amazement for those who chose to open their hearts n see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/shop?d=hv&amp;id=1808678441&amp;amp;cf=pg&amp;photoid=582821&amp;amp;intl=us"&gt;http://movies.yahoo.com/shop?d=hv&amp;id=1808678441&amp;amp;cf=pg&amp;photoid=582821&amp;amp;intl=us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114380925253044132?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114380925253044132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114380925253044132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114380925253044132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114380925253044132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/03/exorcism-of-emily-rose.html' title='exorcism of Emily rose.'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114356942653810452</id><published>2006-03-29T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T02:10:26.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this video has brought me so much tears . so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://livedigital.com/APyzugBeqw/content/52110&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.donghaeng.net/english/main.htm#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114356942653810452?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114356942653810452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114356942653810452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114356942653810452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114356942653810452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/03/tears_29.html' title='tears'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114356941274175201</id><published>2006-03-29T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T02:10:14.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this video has brought me so much tears . so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://livedigital.com/APyzugBeqw/content/52110&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114356941274175201?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114356941274175201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114356941274175201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114356941274175201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114356941274175201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/03/tears.html' title='tears'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114348926663841143</id><published>2006-03-28T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T04:02:05.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>game lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;GAme LOST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time in my life . i lost to my friend minesweeper flags. guess i been winning all e time til i did not remain humble no more. Humility should remain even when we are winning and seem to be a sunny day at all times but we do not know when disaster will strike, so the best is to keep our breastplate of faith n love and the helmet of salvation at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But from now on, i will stay focus while playing this game, not to be defeated again EVER. Cos i was too distracted chatting, but the bottom line is i lost. Anyway i wont permit it to happen again, i ll put my heart n soul into doin anything n everything, giving my best in it all, despite circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we get too blinded by success, we will forget our roots and tend to stare up to high into e sky and forget our footing and always be there to correct people . To see e speck in people's eyes but not the plank in ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A step lost means a unstable stepping stone towards e destination and if i were to compromise one step, my foundation would not be stable. So i want to play to win, if not i rather withdraw from e game totally. Its either hot or cold. No such thing as lukewarm or half hearted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114348926663841143?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114348926663841143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114348926663841143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114348926663841143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114348926663841143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/03/game-lost.html' title='game lost'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114304098706821488</id><published>2006-03-22T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T23:23:07.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMEONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That eats hungrily and greedily&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That grabs the green leafy vegetables like coins&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That holds the Mac burger&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That cant be bothered about social etiquette that much&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That loves leather belts, wallets and shoes&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That loves mayonnaise and sweet chili sauce&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That loves stuffing 2 fries at one shot&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That loves creative neon&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That loves classical music&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That wears corduroy pants&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That scratches her ear in that particular manner&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That loves punk hair&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That is emotional &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That is true to herself&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That she is who she is &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That does not display other sides of her&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;That is Abigail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That is my second 9 days friend &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That is a reminder of myself&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That is a total mirror of me. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;HOW SCARY CAN IT BE!! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whahaha =@)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114304098706821488?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114304098706821488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114304098706821488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114304098706821488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114304098706821488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/03/someone.html' title='SOMEONE'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114303803742237686</id><published>2006-03-22T22:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T22:33:57.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two future leaders in poly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.very-clever.com/books/joy" target="_blank"&gt;joy books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;two future leaders in poly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;met two amazing pple today ! haven met such intitative active pple nowadays, esp young students who r so hyper n zestful in life! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;peifen n yanting&lt;/span&gt; ! wahha they r from girl guides .coming into nyp .. they are really active go-ers and do not wait for things to happen ! they go make things happen and that spirit of theirs really encourages me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; really teaches me to look forward n make things change even when there seems to be no way out ! ! they are gonna be year 1's soon but i bet they ll do so much changes n influence others with their leadership qualities in their cca! girl guides leaders! cool rite .hah heard its third rank or something !! +@)&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for them man !! =)&lt;br /&gt;really know that ppl who kick start the vibrancy ll make a difference!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So blessed to know that they are active pple in poly, cos one lecturer commented to me that day most students in poly always accept their fate as given and do not achieve much .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only with a wanting n desire will we be able to influence and impact the society!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;If we want , we can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;If we dun want, we cannnot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple as counting 1 2 3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114303803742237686?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114303803742237686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114303803742237686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114303803742237686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114303803742237686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/03/two-future-leaders-in-poly_22.html' title='two future leaders in poly'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114296656643662464</id><published>2006-03-22T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T01:22:51.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>b grade. ogl. ugly handwriting</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;We come to love not by finding a perfect person&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;B grade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I got B grade for my project phase. So amazing. I felt like I did not deserve it because I as rather fine with power point presentation skills but not with the report. I really want to give greatest thanks to my A.S.S friend .yeeting she helped me in every countless way that I could think possible.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Gonna be OGL &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For this upcoming freshmen orientation, hahah so excited man! Gonna be so interesting and heart warming to see fresh faces come into nyp to kick start their phase of polytechnic life which I truly wholly enjoyed! the best phase in my entire journey of life. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Plus OGL-ing is my 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; time man.! ! haha know more people! Love the vibrancy and innocence of young people, just like me wahhaha! =@) Innocent faith towards life. When we become too educated, we become skeptical towards many issue and people around us. &lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;So blessed are those who keep their child like faith !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Bad handwriting.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I went to submit my placement form for jobs at nyp one of the lecturers office. A lecturer was collecting those forms, he saw mine, saw how scribbly and messy it was. So I actually was asked to rewrite the whole thing again. I was feeling quite frustrated but I decided to take it easy. So I rewrote the whole thing w/o mumbling at all. Half way through, he began speaking to me, about principles blah blah .what he said at times made sense, and I pondered. Somehow or another, I actually managed to share with him the Gospel ! he is someone who is very firm in his stand. People who are strong at heart will make things grow in depth ! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;knowledge + faith = total ROCKER!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I was wondering was my ugly hand writing a blessing&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;in disguise?? =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114296656643662464?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114296656643662464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114296656643662464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114296656643662464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114296656643662464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/03/b-grade-ogl-ugly-handwriting.html' title='b grade. ogl. ugly handwriting'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114296151567065415</id><published>2006-03-22T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T01:18:35.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOTHER CARES FOR SON.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background: red none repeat scroll 0%; font-size: 14pt; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;MOTHER CARES FOR SON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;I was enjoying solitude at the park nearby my house one morning with the warm snuggly sun showering all over my face. Whoa! I felt something a sensation of what nature and the creation of the most beautiful things are all about. As I sat down to listen to classical serene music, thoughts that were so beautiful just flew through my mind. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=23&amp;chapter=16&amp;amp;verse=11&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Psalm 16:11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have made known to me the path of life; you will fill me with &lt;b&gt;joy&lt;/b&gt; in your presence, with &lt;b&gt;eternal&lt;/b&gt; pleasures at your right hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=23&amp;chapter=21&amp;amp;verse=6&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Psalm 21:6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely you have granted him &lt;b&gt;eternal&lt;/b&gt; blessings and made him glad with the &lt;b&gt;joy&lt;/b&gt; of your presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Then out of the scene of a movie of a country side person, usually a child and parent would pop out of nowhere. And in reality, indeed it happened before my eyes. A little child on a tricycle with a back handle that was being pushed by the mother, the child seemed to be treading the paddles so hard however it did not move much. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Until the Mum used her small little amount of strength to push the tricycle forward. A little effort from her went such a long way, to build up the confidence of the kid. Unknowingly, the child riding the tricycle happily away thought that he himself had been so capable of riding a tricycle with his own efforts. &lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;Little did he realize that his mum, his one and only mum was behind him throughout and unless he opened his eyes to see what is happening, will he know the truth.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=23&amp;chapter=119&amp;amp;verse=18&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Psalm 119:18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Open&lt;/b&gt; my &lt;b&gt;eyes&lt;/b&gt; that I may &lt;b&gt;see&lt;/b&gt; wonderful things in &lt;b&gt;your&lt;/b&gt; law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0%; font-size: 14pt; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;But I learnt that at times when things seemed to be going so perfectly well, we tend to forget the creator and the wonderful things he done for us and instead we keep on dwelling on problems and questioning things after things. Should not we be more grateful and count our blessings instead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=5&amp;chapter=8&amp;amp;verse=11&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Deuteronomy 8:11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful that you do not &lt;b&gt;forget&lt;/b&gt; the LORD your God, failing to observe his commands, his laws and his decrees that I am giving you this day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;We think that where we are standing right now attributes from our own effort and wittiness. This statement is true to an extent but don’t we realize that our own humanely efforts go to only a limited extent. Whereas God’s power is beyond our wildest imaginations.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;Psalms 37:23-24 &lt;span class="sup"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If the LORD delights in a man's way, he makes his steps firm; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;though he stumble, he will not fall,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;for the LORD upholds him with his hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Do we know what the definition of science is? It is something that all human beings are trying to find out and uncover more species of weird unknown animals, studying the human dna, seeking more physics principles. Finding out more each day. If there were no creator, then who would it be? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0%; font-size: 14pt; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;IF JESUS DID NOT EXSIST, everything else in this lifetime of mine would be considered void and false, THERE WOULD BE NO TRUTH LEFT IN THIS WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; and hope would never exist eternally. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=50&amp;chapter=5&amp;amp;verse=24&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;John 5:24&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I tell you the &lt;b&gt;truth&lt;/b&gt;, whoever hears my word and believes him who sent me has &lt;b&gt;eternal&lt;/b&gt; life and will not be condemned; he has crossed over from death to life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;This incident really reminded me of how Jesus really watches over us without us knowing, even we might not know him, but he is always there to watch over us. Certain times he intentionally let us fall or things to go wrong so that we can learn and pick ourselves up when we are led astray. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;I LOVE HIM!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);"&gt;For a small reward, a man will hurry away on a long journey; while for eternal life, many will hardly take a single step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114296151567065415?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114296151567065415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114296151567065415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114296151567065415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114296151567065415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/03/mother-cares-for-son.html' title='MOTHER CARES FOR SON.'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114296074147495139</id><published>2006-03-22T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T01:05:41.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DUN TAKE THINGS FOR GRANTED!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background: red none repeat scroll 0%; font-size: 14pt; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;DUN TAKE THINGS FOR GRANTED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Today is a really long but fruitful day. I went to have lunch with my aunt and sister at sizzler. My aunt been having some medical problems recently and she was supposed to go for checkup today at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;National&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;. However I was busy after the meal, so I sent her off with my sister. I prayed for her before she left .She is a free thinker but she always claims that &lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;God is good&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Genesis 21:22&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;God is&lt;/b&gt; with you in everything you do.”&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;I am so glad to hear that though she does believe in one way or another, its still enough .I know she will enjoy true salvation one of the days in time to come. =) Someone that is so dear to our family. Auntie Daisy. She is my dad’s younger sister, someone that truly cares beyond her own understanding. &lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;God has promised this once a member in the family is saved, the whole household will be saved&lt;/span&gt; but that does not mean we sit back relax and enjoy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Today she taught me a principle that even if we were to be 10 minutes late, it is still late. So true. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0%; font-size: 14pt; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;ONE SIN IS STILL SIN. BIG OR SMALL. IT IS THE SAME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=14&amp;chapter=7&amp;amp;verse=14&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;2 Chronicles 7:14&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their &lt;b&gt;sin&lt;/b&gt; and will heal their land.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She and my dad are totally similar; they are the youngest in the family and are totally particular about being on time. Initially I thought they were being paranoid but as time went by I realized that certain things once we miss them out, they are gone, that is it. No chance for return, though things or people might be physically there, but once broken means broken.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=2&amp;chapter=10&amp;amp;verse=17&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Exodus 10:17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now forgive my &lt;b&gt;sin&lt;/b&gt; once more and pray to the LORD your God to take this deadly plague away from me."&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=2&amp;chapter=32&amp;amp;verse=32&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Exodus 32:32&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, please forgive their &lt;b&gt;sin&lt;/b&gt;—but if not, then blot me out of the book you have written."&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;But Jesus is totally different, so many a times I sin again and again which but every single day Jesus will take into account and enfold me with &lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;forgiveness no matter what I did&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=2&amp;chapter=34&amp;amp;verse=9&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Exodus 34:9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O Lord, if I have found favor in your eyes," he said, "then let the Lord go with us. Although this is a stiff-necked people, &lt;b&gt;forgive&lt;/b&gt; our wickedness and our sin, and take us as your inheritance.&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But whatever I do or speak or, it is accountable on the Day of Judgment. So he taught me to lead a careful and blameless life, everyday I am learning to do so and I really enjoy it though times get tough when decisions requires you to do things beyond your own understanding.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But that does not mean I can take things for granted and sin and sin and ask for forgiveness again. It is so meaningless if I do not strive to advance to being closer to Him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0%; font-size: 14pt; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;I TRULY DEARLY LOVE THIS LIFE HE HAS GIVEN TO ME.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;AND I DO NOT WANT TO WASTE A SECOND OF IT!! =@)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=9&amp;chapter=15&amp;amp;verse=25&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;1 Samuel 15:25&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I beg you, &lt;b&gt;forgive&lt;/b&gt; my sin and come back with me, so that I may worship the LORD."&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hechosethenails.net/"&gt;www.hechosethenails.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114296074147495139?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114296074147495139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114296074147495139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114296074147495139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114296074147495139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/03/dun-take-things-for-granted.html' title='DUN TAKE THINGS FOR GRANTED!!'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114174907201300248</id><published>2006-03-08T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T00:31:12.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have faith in you =@)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Today is &lt;st1:date year="2006" day="7" month="2"&gt;the 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; February’06&lt;/st1:date&gt;, Tuesday, which marks 3 days more before my attachment at Panasonic Company comes to an end. It is kind of heart wrenching and yet a sort of relief at the same time. But I feel there is more unwillingness to leave this place that I been adapted to these past 3 months than relief.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;The people and friends I have known have taken a part of my phrase of my life. Though it is going to be difficult to meet them in future, however what I have learnt from them, the values and the characters of their personality has really played a role in molding me to be someone that I would like to be for the better. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Qualities that really struck me from someone whom I want to affirm.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Amanda.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She taught me the meaning of the word “faith”. HANDS&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;ON. . Today as I was working, she needed my help to operate a complicated machine whereby it was either a MAKE OR BREAK effect. She said one thing that struck me . “ &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0%; color: red; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;I have faith in you”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Few words but they have gotten deep into me and I know that I will carry on this value of sharing it to people around me, my family, friends and anyone. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Did not God give us grace every single time when we choose to sin against our own conscience, misuse our bodies, speak words of filth, lie and deceit, sexual offences, choose to turn away from the TRUTH when it is placed before us, ill treat people around us or even our family. Even the murderers, prostitutes and eunuch have God chose to forgiven them no matter what sins we had. BIG OR SMALL. WHATEVER it is. As long as we choose to accept God, come to repentance and choose not to commit it again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is not he so &lt;span style="background: blue none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;graceful&lt;/span&gt; that we tend to take HIM for granted? Did not God have faith in us, choosing to believe that one day we will come to repentance? Are not we all sinners? Are we all leading a life without a direction, just aimless distractions?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Are we placing our full trust in tangible things like fame wealth or people or are we choosing the one that is so eternal?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=49&amp;chapter=5&amp;amp;verse=32&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Luke 5:32&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners to &lt;b&gt;repentance&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Especially when I am reminded of people whom seemed to have failed up countless times, I feel like there seems to be no way or hope out, but the moment we choose to believe. Proclaim FAITH outwardly, put it into action , not only will we be refreshing ourselves. But yet also we will be encouraging people around us, a comment as such goes a long way. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Without trust towards people, things are not going to venture far. At times I realized I been relying too much on myself and believing on my own instincts instead of relying on friends and placing trust in them fully. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Though at times I intentionally try to think positive thoughts of people whom have ever failed us before. But at the back of our minds, something negative creeps up and a tiny dark voice says “no way are things going to turn out well” and I realized the moment there is 1% doubt, no way shall things work out. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Its either a YES or NO to Jesus. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Believe or not.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So simple yet sometimes people make it sound so complicated . &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=49&amp;chapter=24&amp;amp;verse=47&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Luke 24:47&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;and &lt;b&gt;repentance&lt;/b&gt; and forgiveness of sins will be preached in his name to all nations, beginning at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Jerusalem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It reminded me of some lyrics as such &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“ give me strength to believe , and faith to succeed.”&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“ I believed in him because he believed in me. “&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I love him because he first love me”&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; color: red; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;Seek the lord with all your heart and soul and mind and everything shall be added unto u !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; EVERYTHING !! -----------I have already claimed this promise----and am contining keeping in step with HS. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Have u ?? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=29&amp;chapter=30&amp;amp;verse=15&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Isaiah 30:15&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what the Sovereign LORD, the Holy One of Israel, says: "In &lt;b&gt;repentance&lt;/b&gt; and rest is your salvation, in quietness and trust is your strength, but you would have none of it.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;--------if we choose to stay away from it -----------&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=51&amp;chapter=26&amp;amp;verse=20&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Acts 26:20&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First to those in Damascus, then to those in Jerusalem and in all Judea, and to the Gentiles also, I preached that they should repent and turn to God and prove their &lt;b&gt;repentance&lt;/b&gt; by their &lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;deeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=68&amp;chapter=3&amp;amp;verse=9&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;2 Peter 3:9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. He is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to &lt;b&gt;repentance&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=51&amp;chapter=19&amp;amp;verse=4&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Acts 19:4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul said, "John's baptism was a baptism of &lt;b&gt;repentance&lt;/b&gt;. He told the people to believe in the one coming after him, that is, in Jesus."&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114174907201300248?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114174907201300248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114174907201300248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114174907201300248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114174907201300248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-have-faith-in-you.html' title='i have faith in you =@)'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114145477337498650</id><published>2006-03-04T14:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T14:46:13.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting event at youth.sg.... blog quest!</title><content type='html'>youth quest -blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ygnite.org/event.php?entry_id=3261&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;whoa its way so interesting man this event whereby ppel frm nus or students get to join this blog event but the due date was on 15 ffeb. i dint have a chance to show n parade my blog!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hehe anyway i think abt being real in ur blog is something tt pple can sense n way it ll be so good to share experiences n principles with ur frends or accquaintances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hhehe.. leave this case to rest as i have written in ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114145477337498650?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114145477337498650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114145477337498650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114145477337498650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114145477337498650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/03/interesting-event-at-youthsg-blog_04.html' title='interesting event at youth.sg.... blog quest!'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114145476130193193</id><published>2006-03-04T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T14:46:01.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting event at youth.sg.... blog quest!</title><content type='html'>http://www.ygnite.org/event.php?entry_id=3261&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;whoa its way so interesting man this event whereby ppel frm nus or students get to join this blog event but the due date was on 15 ffeb. i dint have a chance to show n parade my blog!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hehe anyway i think abt being real in ur blog is something tt pple can sense n way it ll be so good to share experiences n principles with ur frends or accquaintances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hhehe.. leave this case to rest as i have written in ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114145476130193193?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114145476130193193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114145476130193193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114145476130193193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114145476130193193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/03/interesting-event-at-youthsg-blog.html' title='interesting event at youth.sg.... blog quest!'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114097685825814577</id><published>2006-02-27T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T02:00:58.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LATE THANKS FOR BDAE PARTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Special Thanks !! @_@FOR MY BDAY PARTY!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hey guys, &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I really thank God for u guys that u came to my party! Really appreciate every single one of u. Really especially those who helped out and planned everything.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank God for all your help, really w/o u guys , nothing would have been possible. He is Always working things out ! =D&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Special Thanks to :&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hope-pies&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Huishan-sp&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thanks for &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; kisses(stinks though),=p u taught me how to show affection to people I love! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Joella-sp&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thanks for &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; cute shirt. Really enjoyed the time when the 5 of us stayed over at the chalet hse!lets fellowship n enjoy the sunset as promised always .never seem to find one .&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tabitha-sp&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thanks for coming and for being e best leading UA of all time! =D&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cream-tp .&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My neighbour who throws paperplanes and eats dog meat ! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Haha kidding man. Hey thank God for u that u ve been really obliging n giving in this friendship and really appreciate u so much ! really. U ve been a blessing to me n my sister!really love &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; card man . its stuck on my wall now =P&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Denice-adults&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank u for really coming though &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; at adults and even making so much effort to get me my present! Xin ku ni le ! =D Sorry haven had much chance to talk . I m the busy host u know ..haha eh wear more skirts la=D&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My classmates! =D&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Peixuan&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Really seen the sincerity in our friendship and really appreciate u very much .ur handmade box wah .. take ages man ! serious never ever thought I would get to know u so much deeper.haha =D really appreciate our friendship .yar my bdae present haven give me .still dare to say !! =P&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shawn . &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;WA..seriously I was shocked when I opened it . way too much for me to handle man ! really u guys have always been easy going fellas and always bring optimism and laughter to the class. Thanks for aiding me man ! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Joshua.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thanks so very much who taught me a lot of stuff when we talked. Really I broaden my horizons n heard of testimonies from u that’s very amazing. Thanks for the stuff u n shawn given ! haa .. gonna be gone soon ! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;THE REST .. HAHA I LAZY TO WRITE. U KNOW WHO YOU ARE CAN ALREADY!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;WAHAHA=)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114097685825814577?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114097685825814577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114097685825814577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114097685825814577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114097685825814577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/02/late-thanks-for-bdae-party.html' title='LATE THANKS FOR BDAE PARTY'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114097105788917731</id><published>2006-02-27T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T00:24:17.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>principles i learnt in bad times</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Principles I learnt in bad times &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:date year="2006" day="23" month="2"&gt;23/02/06&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;1.our words do impact people even when they are defensive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;my particular group of guy friends were teasing my girl friend’s body and dressing who was ignorant of them doing. She heard a little whisperings but took no notice of it. Until I told her about it later and she defended herself. Blah blah .The thing was the next day she came for work, I saw her wearing a sleeveless tank top and wearing a jacket over it and I asked her why since the weather is so humid. She told me after what I said to her, it made sense. Whoa! I was kind of shocked.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A lot of times when we try to speak sense to people, they might not seem appreciative or listening to what we are saying but the fact is they are listening and are putting it into practice. So as long as you have done your best in helping or comforting a person , its up to the person’s heart of response&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We done our best, the rest we will leave the case to rest.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;2. we are Influenced easily.good or bad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Working at my attachment has made me realized that when we work under different people, we get influenced and molded so easily. Different supervisors bring us to have different attitudes towards work. Indeed I have been trying my best to work harder to change the mindsets of my colleagues who had certain negative thoughts towards us. I know we have not been really hardworking but all of us, including me the IA students are striving hard to prove our best at work.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One thing that strike me was this, to be consistent wherever we go for non believers are watching, even when we don’t notice it.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="sup"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0%; color: lime; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0%; color: lime; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;Be wise in the way you act toward outsiders; make the most of every opportunity. &lt;span class="sup"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-29533"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Colossians 4:5-6&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;3.Making the best out of the worst&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Working at my factory there, many people including students and engineers have sort of claimed that the job is not interesting but for the sake of livelihood, they stay on and some have worked for 20 over years that is why they choose to stay on.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;The value of perspective is so important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; At my workplace there is only the canteen to rest at. So I decided to check the entire layout of the company. Haa. And indeed there were more than just the canteen.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Beautiful sunny hideouts to do QT..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;warm sun falling on my face. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Strong amazing breeze flowing through. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;The consistent sound of machines buzzing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Beautiful hill songs stuffed in my ears.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sitting on a hardened concrete floor.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But who cares. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Beauty in the silence of the worst place.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Make the best out of the worst and indeed things are seemingly going right at all time when I have HIM with me wherever I go . &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;4. being consistent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That day at attachment I sat at the canteen beside my attachment friends. Beside me sat 2 guys whom I did not recognized. As I was about to sit down, the guy beside asked me a question , which department are you from and who is your supervisor?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was like so shocked, thinking what do u want from me. and .. amazingly enough. I did actually say that out “ huh who are u and what do u want?? goodness me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Haha.. =P cant believe myself. I was skeptical about answering his question till he continued probing. I told him and then I thought he was just some other tom dick harry in the company. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Later which he told me he was the md.i was thinking . what is md. Haa.. till later did I realize he was the second biggest head in the panasonic company and I was ignorant about it. Haa.. I been sitting beside a MD(managing director). He asked me some questions about my family and we talked and laughed even. Funny how things work .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;But I realized one thing is that if you are just you at all times, despite the fact you are with different people. It so easy to be consistent.&lt;/span&gt; No matter which prime minister you are beside. But don’t forget to mind your manner and being socially formal for that particular event. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;5.compassion versus being justified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was in a total dilemma that particular day. I had mee goring and had a stomach upset . Initially I wanted to go make a complain to the Sir in charge of the food department but I hesitated and considered the consequences.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maybe the licence of the vendor would be taken away or would result in a poor image of the stall.Thus I did not report to anyone. But I went downstairs to the canteen stall to tell the lady that she should not have kept overnight food to be sold to us the next day.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She defended herself by saying why I got the stomach upset was because of the chilli. Oh man .i was thinking “ so irresponsible to think she said that”. Anyway the food poisoning happened a couple of times. In the end I left the case to rest.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However I was considering whether I did the right thing, should I have really justified the situation by complaining to the in charge of just leave it to pass and showed the compassion I had on the stall vendor??&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I do not know. But I do know if it happens again, I ll not leave this case to rest.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: red none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;Emotions versus justification is tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am assured that being right is more important than emotions. No matter how weary we get, we should not give up the habit of meeting and fellowshipping with one another. Sharing life with our covenanted people.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=22&amp;chapter=17&amp;amp;verse=9&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Job 17:9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the &lt;b&gt;righteous&lt;/b&gt; will hold to their ways, and those with clean hands will grow stronger.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=23&amp;chapter=26&amp;amp;verse=1&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Psalm 26:1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;i&gt;Of David. &lt;/i&gt;] Vindicate me, O LORD, for I have led a &lt;b&gt;blameless&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;life&lt;/b&gt;; I have trusted in the LORD without wavering.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=23&amp;chapter=101&amp;amp;verse=2&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Psalm 101:2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be careful to lead a &lt;b&gt;blameless&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;life&lt;/b&gt;— when will you come to me? I will walk in my house with &lt;b&gt;blameless&lt;/b&gt; heart.&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;6.Mood swings for old pple during pms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Seriously, initially when I heard from my nurse friends that at the age of 40 to 50 plus, mothers are going through pms that is why they do get naggy and grumpy at times. However in my heart I was not convinced fully about it. Nevertheless I believed there was some truth in it and &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I chose to listen to this better side of it why people get naggy when they grow old.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mums are the second best people whom we should honor as compare to our first, God. At times I do feel bad about not being tolerant to my mum in all circumstances. I struggle so many times regarding this issue but I know I am learning and putting my best and letting him intervene in this situation and I know this will come to pass.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Colossians 3:12-16&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;span class="sup"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-29514"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. &lt;span class="sup"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-29515"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. &lt;span class="sup"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-29516"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unit&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;Exodus 20 :12&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt; &lt;span class="sup"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-2064"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "Honor your father and your mother, so that you may live long in the land the LORD your God is giving you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;Deuteronomy 5:16&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background: aqua none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt; &lt;span class="sup"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-5070"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "Honor your father and your mother, as the LORD your God has commanded you, so that you may live long and that it may go well with you in the land the LORD your God is giving you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114097105788917731?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114097105788917731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114097105788917731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114097105788917731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114097105788917731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/02/principles-i-learnt-in-bad-times.html' title='principles i learnt in bad times'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114089324706535407</id><published>2006-02-26T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T02:49:43.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>APPRECIATE THE SUPPORT FROM U GUYS!</title><content type='html'>APPRECIATE THE SUPPORT FROM U GUYS!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:maroon;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;last week. i went on stage to share story of how my life changed at church. my classmate,peixuan.. a buddhist she came. many times she dint want to. But last Saturday she did though she is kind of indecisive towards coming.but she is a gd frend and she chose to come to support me. I really appreciated it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;she told me somthing tt i was very encouraged to hear of. she told me the atmosphere she felt at our church .she nv felt b4.as though every1 was&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;so easy to talk to and can open up to one another easily w/o being skeptical towards one another.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;She told me she would want to come next week w/o me asking her. Indeed I was so touched by it, when God works, he does wondrous miracles. He softens stone cold hearts thru LOVE.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;I&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;want to thank God for &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Joy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Yeejoo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Peixuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;It was such a last minute call on the day and I really appreciate you coming down to support me and cheer me on. Really I have countless words to express haha ..but just want to say .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;THANK GOD ITS FRIDAY..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;HAHA OOPS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;I MEAN&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;THANK GOD FOR YOUR PRESENCE,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;IT MADE A DIFFERENCE FOR ME.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;SINCERELY AND TRUTHFULLY MEAN IT.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Hope to see u all more often on Saturdays! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:maroon;"  &gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Haha!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:maroon;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114089324706535407?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114089324706535407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114089324706535407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114089324706535407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114089324706535407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/02/appreciate-support-from-u-guys.html' title='APPRECIATE THE SUPPORT FROM U GUYS!'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114089141746312151</id><published>2006-02-26T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T02:51:06.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last minute $50 dropped from heaven (figuratively)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last minute $50 dropped from heaven (figuratively)&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Church camp is in 2 weeks and today is the last down payment of $50. My bank account credited was $6plus left today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today I went out, came home about two plus slept till four plus. Today I was so lazy and the moment I hit the sacks, I sunk into deep sleep. I remembered I awoke at 430 specifically. I awoke and pushed my pillow to make my beds. Something shocked me.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I saw some ten dollars notes under my pillow, I felt so odd. Thinking which kind weird soul would put money under my pillow. This month my sister got her pay and she told me it was to bless me. Hehe.. this money was money dropped from heaven. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;God really blessed me beyond what I can ask for and without me asking it, he gave it to me. I strongly am assured that he always cannot wait to bless us, so no matter how bad situations might seem. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Just like mine, at the last minute at 430 I received $50 to pay at 530pm. Whoa. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;He is amazing man!!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;God indeed you are.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Always so faithful.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You work things in ways that are so unrealistic and amazingly surreal!! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=1&amp;chapter=12&amp;amp;verse=2&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Genesis 12:2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will make you into a great nation and I will bless you; I will make your name great, and you will be a blessing.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=2&amp;chapter=23&amp;amp;verse=25&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Exodus 23:25&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worship the LORD your God, and his blessing will be on your food and water. I will take away sickness from among you,&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=23&amp;chapter=129&amp;amp;verse=8&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Psalm 129:8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May those who pass by not say, "The blessing of the LORD be upon you; we bless you in the name of the LORD."&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="sup"&gt;Luke 12:22-29&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="sup"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt;Then Jesus said to his disciples: "Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; or about your body, what you will wear. &lt;span class="sup"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;Life is more than food, and the body more than clothes. &lt;span class="sup"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap, they have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them. And how much more valuable you are than birds! &lt;span class="sup"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life&lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=luke%2012;&amp;version=31;#fen-NIV-25477b" title="See footnote b"&gt;b&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;? &lt;span class="sup"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest? &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span class="sup"&gt;27&lt;/span&gt;"Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. &lt;span class="sup"&gt;28&lt;/span&gt;If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today, and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith! &lt;span class="sup"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt;And do not set your heart on what you will eat or drink; do not worry about it.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.very-clever.com/books/joy" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114089141746312151?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114089141746312151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114089141746312151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114089141746312151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114089141746312151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/02/last-minute-50-dropped-from-heaven.html' title='Last minute $50 dropped from heaven (figuratively)'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114062048568591527</id><published>2006-02-22T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T23:01:25.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry and wounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of  nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail  into the back of the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day the boy had driven  37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his  anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; He discovered  it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the  fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his  temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy  now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his  temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days passed and the young boy was finally able to  tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the  hand and led him to the fence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;He said, "You have done well, my son,  but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&gt;look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the  same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just  like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how  many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. " A verbal wound is as  bad as a physical one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They make you smile  and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share words of praise and  they always want to open their hearts to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114062048568591527?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114062048568591527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114062048568591527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114062048568591527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114062048568591527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/02/sorry-and-wounds.html' title='sorry and wounds'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114062010120803473</id><published>2006-02-22T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T22:55:26.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chicken n egg</title><content type='html'>The Chicken And The Egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;by Bill Bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Whenever trouble comes your way, let it be an opportunity for joy. For when your faith is tested, your endurance has a chance to grow. So let it grow, for when your endurance is fully developed, you will be strong in character and ready for anything (James 1:2-4, NLT). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Dear friends: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;The little boy was so excited as he and his mother waited for signs of life  from the chicken egg they hoped would soon hatch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;The mother hen had left the nest, busy caring for other newborn, and they decided they had better put this egg in a box with a light in it, to keep it warm. They waited and waited, and finally they heard the first tiny tap and the chick began to peck on the eggshell to be set free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;The little chick pecked and pushed and pushed and pecked. The little boy felt so sorry for him and wanted to help. It would be so easy to just quickly crack open the shell and let him out. But the mother cautioned him, explaining that it was important for the chick to have to work hard to get out of the shell so that his body would later be strong enough to survive outside the shell. Leaving him alone and letting him work his way out was actually an act of love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;That is the way our heavenly Father feels toward us. He sees the many challenges which we face. And all He would have to do is just speak a word and all our problems and challenges would be solved. But He knows best. He knows that allowing us to work through them, and "peck our way through our challenges," so to speak, will enrich our lives in the long run. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;God is in the character-developing business, and our trials help develop us  into what he wants us to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;James refers to this process when he says, "Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything" (1:2-4, NIV). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Peter speaks of the same thing, referring to your "...inheritance that can never perish, spoil or fade -- kept in heaven for you, who through faith are shielded by God's power until the coming of the salvation that is ready to be revealed in the last time. In this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so that your faith -- of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire -- may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed (1 Peter 1:4-7, NIV).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Because of God's loving and benevolent plan and purposes for us, Paul could write, "Give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus" (1 Thessalonians 5:18, NIV). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Yours for helping to fulfill the Great Commission each year until our Lord  returns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114062010120803473?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114062010120803473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114062010120803473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114062010120803473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114062010120803473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/02/chicken-n-egg.html' title='chicken n egg'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114061966666176595</id><published>2006-02-22T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T22:47:46.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" style="width: 100%;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 1.5pt; width: 100%;" width="100%"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#004040;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 64, 64); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ive       (5) lessons to make you think about the way we treat people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#400040;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(64, 0, 64); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 - First Important Lesson -       Cleaning Lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#400040;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(64, 0, 64); font-weight: bold;"&gt;During       my second month of college, our professor&lt;br /&gt;      gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student&lt;br /&gt;      and had breezed through the questions until I read&lt;br /&gt;      the last one:&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      "What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?"&lt;br /&gt;      Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the&lt;br /&gt;      cleaning woman several times. She was tall,&lt;br /&gt;      dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      I handed in my paper, leaving the last question&lt;br /&gt;      blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if&lt;br /&gt;      the last question would count toward our quiz grade.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      "Absolutely," said the professor. "In your careers,&lt;br /&gt;      you will meet many people. All are significant. They&lt;br /&gt;      deserve your attention and care, even if all you do&lt;br /&gt;      is smile and say "hello."&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      I've never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her&lt;br /&gt;      name was Dorothy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: green; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. - Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: green; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      One night, at11:30 p.m., an older African American&lt;br /&gt;      woman was standing on the side of an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;ns0:state insauthor="Unknown" insdate="2005-11-14T16:25:00Z" endinsauthor="Unknown" endinsdate="2005-11-14T16:25:00Z"&gt;&lt;ns0:place insauthor="Unknown" insdate="2005-11-14T16:25:00Z" endinsauthor="Unknown" endinsdate="2005-11-14T16:25:00Z"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;Alabama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/ns0:place&gt;&lt;/ns0:state&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;highway&lt;br /&gt;      trying to endure a lashing rainstorm. Her car had&lt;br /&gt;      broken down and she desperately needed a ride.&lt;br /&gt;      Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car.&lt;br /&gt;      A young white man stopped to help her, generally&lt;br /&gt;      unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960s. The man&lt;br /&gt;      took her to safety, helped her get assistance, and&lt;br /&gt;      put her into a taxicab.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his&lt;br /&gt;      address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a&lt;br /&gt;      knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a&lt;br /&gt;      giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A&lt;br /&gt;      special note was attached..&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      It read:&lt;br /&gt;      "Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway&lt;br /&gt;      the other night. The rain drenched not only my&lt;br /&gt;      clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along.&lt;br /&gt;      Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying&lt;br /&gt;      husband's bedside just before he passed away... God&lt;br /&gt;      bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving&lt;br /&gt;      others."&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;      Mrs. Nat King Cole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-style: italic;"&gt;3 - Third Important Lesson - Always       remember those&lt;br /&gt;      who serve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;In the days when an       ice cream sundae cost much less,&lt;br /&gt;      a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and&lt;br /&gt;      sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in&lt;br /&gt;      front of him.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      "How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      "Fifty cents," replied the waitress.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;The little boy       pulled is hand out of his pocket and&lt;br /&gt;      studied the coins in it.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      "Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      By now more people were waiting for a table and the&lt;br /&gt;      waitress was growing impatient.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      "Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      The little boy again counted his coins.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      "I'll have the plain ice cream," he said.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on&lt;br /&gt;      the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice&lt;br /&gt;      cream, paid the cashier and left. When the waitress&lt;br /&gt;      came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the&lt;br /&gt;      table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish,&lt;br /&gt;      were two nickels and five pennies..&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had&lt;br /&gt;      to have enough left to leave her a tip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff8000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;4 - Fourth Important Lesson. -       The obstacle in Our Path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff8000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a&lt;br /&gt;      roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if&lt;br /&gt;      anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the&lt;br /&gt;      king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by&lt;br /&gt;      and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the&lt;br /&gt;      King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did&lt;br /&gt;      anything about getting the stone out of the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff8000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      Then a peasant came along carrying a load of&lt;br /&gt;      vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the&lt;br /&gt;      peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the&lt;br /&gt;      stone to the side of the road. After much pushing&lt;br /&gt;      and straining, he finally succeeded. After the&lt;br /&gt;      peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed&lt;br /&gt;      a purse lying in the road where the boulder had&lt;br /&gt;      been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note&lt;br /&gt;      from the King indicating that the gold was for the&lt;br /&gt;      person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The&lt;br /&gt;      peasant learned what many of us never understand!&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve&lt;br /&gt;      our condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 128); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5 - Fifth Important Lesson - Giving       When it Counts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 128); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a&lt;br /&gt;      hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who&lt;br /&gt;      was suffering from a rare &amp; serious disease. Her only&lt;br /&gt;      chance of recovery appeared to be a blood&lt;br /&gt;      transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had&lt;br /&gt;      miraculously survived the same disease and had&lt;br /&gt;      developed the antibodies needed to combat the&lt;br /&gt;      illness. The doctor explained the situation to her&lt;br /&gt;      little brother, and asked the little boy if he would&lt;br /&gt;      be willing to give his blood to his sister.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a&lt;br /&gt;      deep breath and saying, "Yes I'll do it if it will&lt;br /&gt;      save her." As the transfusion progressed, he lay in&lt;br /&gt;      bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did,&lt;br /&gt;      seeing the color returning to her cheek. Then his&lt;br /&gt;      face grew pale and his smile faded.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      He looked up at the doctor and asked with a&lt;br /&gt;      trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away".&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 128); font-weight: bold;"&gt;doctor;       he thought he was going to have to give his&lt;br /&gt;      sister all of his blood in order to save her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: red; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Now you have 2 choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: maroon; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.       Delete this email, or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#8000ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(128, 0, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.       Forward it to people you care about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: purple; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I       hope that you will choose No. 2 and remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#004080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 64, 128); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most       importantly.................. "Work like you&lt;br /&gt;      don't need the money, love like you've never been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#004080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 64, 128);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hurt, and dance like you do when       nobody's watching."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 128); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW       more than ever - Peace...Pass It On.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;      &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td style="padding: 1.5pt; width: 100%;" width="100%"&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114061966666176595?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114061966666176595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114061966666176595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114061966666176595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114061966666176595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/02/5-lessons.html' title='5 lessons'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114061573637332271</id><published>2006-02-22T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:42:16.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bullshit n hardwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;From a strictly mathematical viewpoint it goes like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;What Makes 100%? What does it mean to give MORE than 100%?   Ever wonder about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;those people who say they are giving more than 100%? We   have all been to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;meetings where someone wants you to give over 100%. How   about achieving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;103%?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;What makes up 100% in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Here's a little mathematical formula that might help you   answer these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;If:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;is represented as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22   23 24 25 26.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Then:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;H-A-R-D-W-O-R- K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;K-N-O-W-L-E-D-G-E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;But,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5 = 100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;And,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;B-U-L-L-S-H-I-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;2+21+12+12+19+8+9+20 = 103%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;AND, look how far ass kissing will take you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;A-S-S-K-I-S-S-I-N-G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;1+19+19+11+9+19+19+9+14+7 = 118%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;So, one can conclude with mathematical certainty that   while Hard work and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Knowledge will get you close, and Attitude will get you   there, it's the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Bullshit and Ass kissing that will put you over the top.   try your best guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114061573637332271?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114061573637332271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114061573637332271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114061573637332271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114061573637332271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/02/bullshit-n-hardwork.html' title='bullshit n hardwork'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114032024160838773</id><published>2006-02-19T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T11:54:08.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Last minute Decision!! =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Was so super encouraged by shareen's decision to go water baptism . Her reason obedience despite not full understanding. Even her parents might not fully support her but she is still gg ahead with it !Been two weeks since she been thinkg abt it !time to ponder but she made the rite decision!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; wah sia!! Liyan and me had the full assurance tt she would. I knew it ! hahah=) Shareen lets stay firm and strong, temptations n persecutions might come but we ll stay !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;tough times dun last, tought ppl do !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;h5&gt;More Than Conquerors &lt;/h5&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Romans 8: 28-31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28130"&gt;28&lt;/sup&gt;And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28131"&gt;29&lt;/sup&gt;For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the likeness of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28132"&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt;And those he predestined, he also called; those he called, he also justified; those he justified, he also glorified. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What, then, shall we say in response to this? If God is for us, who can be against us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=2%20Corinthians+12:10&amp;version=31"&gt;     2 Corinthians 12:10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in &lt;b&gt;persecutions&lt;/b&gt;, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=2%20Thessalonians+1:4&amp;amp;version=31"&gt;     2 Thessalonians 1:4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Therefore, among God's churches we boast about your perseverance and faith in all the &lt;b&gt;persecutions&lt;/b&gt; and trials you are enduring.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Yesterday's sermon really hit me. it was about persecutions. this week been so up and down. alot of testings n trials. but i m glad God was beside me even when i was hurt n down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Yesterday i went on stage to share about my breakthru pledge. i thought i would be very nervous and scared but the moment i seeked God's guidance knowing that i would be speaking of would glorify his name, fear was gone and my desire to glorify and encourage the people was the main objective. hehe =) really enjoyed it man ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE U JESUS!! I MEAN IT !! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114032024160838773?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114032024160838773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114032024160838773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114032024160838773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114032024160838773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/02/best-last-minute-decision-d.html' title='Best Last minute Decision!! =D'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114019998998920373</id><published>2006-02-18T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T00:41:07.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pain = gain</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Numerous Negative Circumstances = important principles learnt + hurt + deeper convicted faith&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;So many incidents tested and molded me this week, I remembered last cg I stated few issues I wanted to overcome.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Namely:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;being sensitive to people’s expressions      and feelings &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Identifying and being relevant to      others&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Sharpened in identifying unforeseen      problems &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Soon to come, issues aroused one by one everyday recently and sometimes I felt that these were lessons to teach me but on e other hand I am trying to come terms to it when next day spells trouble again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Incident 1 : &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;4 gangup versus me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;An issue with my attachment friends at work. Sometimes when I get carried away with passion about sharing of the Gospel, unknowingly I incidentally over did it overboard. However my intentions were good but after my 4 friends discussed of this matter. They sent one to talk to me about it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;She told me stuff that really hurt me but for the good of me, especially the 2 people whom I had so much trust, I thought that they would be standing on my side. I was hurt and utterly disappointed. However I knew that I overdid it and was rather insensitive to their feelings. I have learnt to be conscious of what I speak of nowadays as I do not want to offend them and break this relationship. I sincerely  appologize for  wat  has happened! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Though I have stopped sharing to them about God’s blessings in my life, that does &lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;not mean I will stop sharing to other people around me.&lt;/span&gt; I have only 1 more month left in my Panasonic company and as long as there is a chance for me to share during my break time to my colleagues, I will not give up the habit of doing so as and when I feel like it, just&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;for my convenience. Souls are so lost.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I am willing to be more sensitive to people around however those that I meet once I would actively share cos there is no time left. At least the seed been planted. Seriously if what I have done was righteous in my sight and If my friend were not to understand my plight, I would not argue no more and leave the case to rest. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:maroon;"  &gt;Be bold and diligent. And God be with you as you do your best. 2 Chronicles 19:11&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:maroon;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:maroon;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:maroon;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:maroon;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:red;"  &gt;Incident 2 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:red;"  &gt;Molding= pain + gain &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Yesterday was doing molding of microchip using this machine, this machine is similar to the machine that is used for molding clay pots n vases. I did the machining till both my fingernails bled and it really hurt while I was using the pc.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:maroon;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;I did once, twice and had to redo again and again because the result my supervisor wanted was really had to be flawless. He wanted to see the shine of the 2 metal parts in the small microchip. It was way difficult man.4 Pieces even took me 30 minutes. I had to do 45 pieces man. whoa-hoa. But throughout the machining it really reminded me of God’s love and how he molds us throughout the process and along way we bled and cry and yet we still stay firm and the final work piece is so perfect. I will add on the photos next time. =) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Today I was wittier, once bitten, I tried a solution, to wear rubber gloves before I start on the machining and indeed it helped.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;I have learnt to be more flexible in facing situations of the same kind. I could choose to be hateful towards my supervisor for giving me a dirty job or either appreciate what I learnt. I did the latter; I give thanks to GOD for he was the one who implanted me with a positive personality.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;He will mold and perfect us till we cry but we will learn as long as we &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;choose to stay firm.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:maroon;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114019998998920373?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114019998998920373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114019998998920373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114019998998920373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114019998998920373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/02/pain-gain.html' title='pain = gain'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-114010960597859510</id><published>2006-02-17T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T01:06:46.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dentistry .. taught me patience.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;My orthodontist who is dr chng chai kiat at nuh. whoa! he is one great fella.. Constantly many atimes i have been late for his appointment yet he chose to bear me with tolerance n patience til one day i was way countless late, and i guess that time it ignited a spark out of him. He kind of lectured me however i kept quiet cos i know i was in the wrong. if he dint bother, he would have just kept quiet and whoa.. Indeed he spoke to me in a rebuking tone and i sincerely accpeted it.. i really felt remorseful man.  He really taught me so life principles in depth though his life. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;What I learnt from my dentist..&lt;br /&gt;1) patience despite so many failures, awaiting for the answer even when nothing else seem to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) not to take things for granted, especially our close family and friends , do not always assume they ll always be there when we haven contact them for long. Physical distance do count at times.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;3) forgiving heart,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;do not bear grudges despite me failing so many times.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;4)speak the truth brutally though it might hurt, but yet have wisdom n sensitivity&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 21pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;my dental nurse head/in charge.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 3pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;A lady that seemed like she was in control of my braces. She speaked in an aura that kind of even intimidate men I guess. So much confidence about her yet humble and friendly. For a lady to head, whoa. I really look upon this characteristic of her. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 3pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;To have excellence in daily life and our burning passion..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 3pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 3pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;One lesson I learnt:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 3pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;When someone feels awkward in a situation with unfamiliar people/ situation around, they tend to feel odd and out of place. However the moment we start to initiate and talk to another person whom we barely know,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;then we ll be able to expand out love for people even wider. And the main thing is that the moment people see your sincere effort in at least trying to bond, it will touch them .simple yet true.=) ----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings; color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;à&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; incident during cny. Talk to her, she is frm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; .whoa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-114010960597859510?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/114010960597859510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=114010960597859510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114010960597859510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/114010960597859510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/02/dentistry-taught-me-patience.html' title='dentistry .. taught me patience.'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113950598153887008</id><published>2006-02-10T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T01:26:21.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a poem indeed</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Deb/Desktop/4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Flowers die&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Stories end &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Songs fade.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Memories r forgotten.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;All things come to an end.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;But precious people like u r treasured forever.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113950598153887008?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113950598153887008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113950598153887008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113950598153887008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113950598153887008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/02/poem-indeed.html' title='a poem indeed'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113890175239975856</id><published>2006-02-03T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T01:49:10.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BLIND NOW SEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;The blind now SEE =D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The LIM family as I always used to degrade them as, now to me I realized they r people whom I do care of. E urgency of me wanting to share the same privilege of free JOY..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These past 2/3 years this LIM family who was mostly buddhists and Taoists. Whoa- God did so many amazing works. I counted 9 people who got to know God..&lt;br /&gt;HE IS ALIVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1.Uncle jimmy&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2.Auntie agnes&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3.Godma Julie&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4.Godpa Daniel&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5.Jasmine&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;6.Tuayi daughter and her 2 children and maid(4 people)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;7.Uncle jerry &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;8.Aunty agnes&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;9.Grandma on her death bed year 2002 ..she was a Buddhist her whole life. But on her deathbed .she received God Jesus into her life.wow. I was really touched. To think she was a very devoted Buddhist .but she chose the right answer and she said the sinner’s prayers so so many times. I bet she is resting in peace in heaven now ! I m so assured of that&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;10.my mum. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;11.My sis &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;12.me&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know God u promised once one person is &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;saved in a family. All will be saved. But not only words. We need to work towards the goal ..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Sweat a bucket of water and get a drop ! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113890175239975856?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113890175239975856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113890175239975856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113890175239975856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113890175239975856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/02/blind-now-see.html' title='THE BLIND NOW SEE'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113874019648334824</id><published>2006-02-01T04:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T04:43:16.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An amzing poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;my frend stella's brother wrote this on his friendster.she cut n paste show me.i think it sso cool.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: yellow;"&gt;A good motive turns bad on the hinge of selfishness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: yellow;"&gt;To be a friend of Jesus is to be a friend of sinners.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: yellow;"&gt;Every loss leaves an empty space that only God's presence can fill.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: yellow;"&gt;Decay starts when growth stops.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: yellow;"&gt;Salvation is a gift that anyone can open.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: yellow;"&gt;Daily work done for God takes on eternal value.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: yellow;"&gt;Life's tragedies are a call to reflect and repent.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: yellow;"&gt;The best eraser in the world is an honest confession to God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: yellow;"&gt;When you trust Jesus here on earth He writes your name in heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113874019648334824?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113874019648334824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113874019648334824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113874019648334824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113874019648334824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/02/amzing-poem.html' title='An amzing poem'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113873813191126417</id><published>2006-02-01T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T01:14:58.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nowhere to run or Hide</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:16;" &gt;No where to run or Hide &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Went cny visitation on Sunday. I have two families to visit. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Paternal- the Tans and maternal the Lims.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tans are the ones that are the angmoh pai.. (English sect)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And the Lims are the ones the ting-nang pai (Chinese/teochew sect)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Since young , my family we have been closer to the Tan family and until things happened in year 2000 and my grandma passed away in 2003. things still remained the same .&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The way I used to view the Lim family was terribly horrible. Lastime they were just people whom I met every year once during Chinese new year or my ah ma’s birthday . thinking back , I m really ashamed of myself then. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cos whenever we go, seriously the main purpose was&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;to take red packets. Nothing else. &lt;b style=""&gt;Other than some small meaningless talk&lt;/b&gt; I felt like it was a drag going there every single year. So meaningless .other than talking to my grandma whom I loved a lot and my 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; uncle and aunty Julia and the maid. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There were few people I trusted in the LIM family then. Lim family might seem very crude the way I put it . Cos this was the term that me and my brother used to name them .Cos we NEVER EVER like about them in the past.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We heard so much from relatives and also things that happened in the past from our parents, that’s y we were so judgmental towards them .but come to think of it then ,I really thought they were INCONSIDERATE Freaks then .really . that was what I thought lastime.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This year was totally different, I went with a heart of anticipation in getting sincerely to know them, though once a year but I really spoke to them with a genuine heart. &lt;b style=""&gt;And I testify that this is the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; time I really treat them with a full sincere heart. I chose to do so cos this year really was the time that I wanted to go and really let them know who I am inside. Someone that has Christ in me and I want to show it to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;every single person in my life&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:aqua;"&gt;Love the Lord your God with all your heart and &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the first and greatest commandment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:aqua;"&gt;And the second is like it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:aqua;"&gt;Love your neighbour as yourself! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:aqua;"&gt;Matthew 22:37-39&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;The time when we can Choose &lt;span style="color:aqua;"&gt;to love people &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with God’s grace out of our comfort zone&lt;/span&gt; then will we even benefit more from this walk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;I realized the value of perspective is so important, something that will change your attitude towards people if u start from within. And I started from within only when I really got to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MY JESus and God OF love!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Without him ,I&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;find it so hard to love people , what’s more about unloving people. People who just come and say happy cny and just leave. Wa.. will die man .(lastime in my mind , I thought they were so “fake”)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;But I want to be the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; to do the change in the LIM family(sorry habit man),or wherever I go .. really I know when God he is with me , he will allow things to work well! I want to claim that promise from HIM. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I really felt that this year Chinese new year was so meaningful cos I really took initative into knowing them deeper, these relatives of mine really have a nicer side to them and I never noticed it til this year ! really&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a lot of them are nice,It was all in my mind then.. Good thoughts of people been flowing in to my mind recently.=D&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A bad thought comes and I tell God to remove it from my mind. And he always does. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The power of the mind is so amazing, yet at times so scary. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:lime;"&gt;PERSONALity is something that we carry everywhere we go , it changes according to the people we are with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;eg. If I m a teacher, I go school, I ll be the leader. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But when I go home , I ll be the daughter and submissive to my parents. This is not about being fake or hypocrisy but it is being submissive to authority when we have to . &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:aqua;"&gt;Phillipians6:1 (phillipians 6:5-9)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:aqua;"&gt;Slaves, obey your earthly masters with respect and fear, and with sincerity of heart, just as you would obey Christ. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This verse always ring in my head whenever how mean my boss or lecturer might be to me , but to submit , but yet at the same time being wise into not doing foolish things. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:lime;"&gt;Character is something that takes time to be moulded, something in us that really needs constant pruning and cultivating by JesUS in order for us to be someone that he wants us to be , someone that leads a blameless life. As we strive on into doing so til the end of the race.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Eg . obedience, patience, humility. Whoa hoa .sometimes this really take so long to overcome and even til now I am learning everything.esp patience even though I might overcome it but now and then God give me situations, trials for me to be tested so I can constantly practice my patience and have a higher threshold for it . &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;color:lime;"  &gt;Thank u God! =D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113873813191126417?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113873813191126417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113873813191126417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113873813191126417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113873813191126417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/02/nowhere-to-run-or-hide.html' title='nowhere to run or Hide'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113859457874317775</id><published>2006-01-30T12:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T12:16:18.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>persecutions when i done nothing wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Persecution when i done nothing wrong&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My birthday I received so many cards and presents, I did not open them straight away. My birthday was on a sundae, I opened this particular card from my friend on Thursday .i thought it would be an encouragement but instead tears flowed .&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A friend whom I thought would understand my plight, dint. Whatever she said was so hurting when always I knew I did what was right. Considering one event that wat I did was wrong I explained to her, but to me , I understood what she meant. She said this “ God, God God.. u and &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; God. . &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know to me this is considered persecution. No matter what she says and I m doing what is right in God’s eyes , I dun care . really I dun . (jus as mingxiu always says,it hurts but yar I mean it this time)(I hate it when she say tt )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Romans 8 :35&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or &lt;span style=""&gt;persecution&lt;/span&gt; or famine or nakedness or danger or sword?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Matthew 13:21&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;But since he has no root, he lasts only a short time. When trouble or &lt;span style=""&gt;persecution&lt;/span&gt; comes because of the word, he quickly falls away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was promised that when we love God and choose to be a Christian ,he said this &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;I NEVER SAID IT WOULD BE EASY , I SAID IT WOULD BE WORTH IT !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;N til now , I hold that promise so deeply embedded in my heart n I know and I feel it all the time ! everytime I feel when things were to crumble and the world were to fall on me , I go to my room , seek comfort in my cosy little room and pray! And everything would jus go into place.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Persecuction is a part of Christian life for us to grow, even in the real working world or at school ,everywhere this kind of stuff happens but we got to overcome it w HIS help ! and we ll be stronger after this !&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I saw this particular verse on my friends’s frnedster :&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;God : I know u give me heaven ,but please don’t put me thru hell .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well .i guess . once to re-emphasise again . I guess It wont happen like tt .&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We ll be put thru testings of trials n temptations.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Trials come , we fight ! (from God)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Temptations come ,we flee! (From e opposing one)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lord I know how it hurts when people persecute, curse and swear at u when u done so many good for them, w&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hen u choose to lay down your life&lt;/span&gt; for them even when u did nothing wrong. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;To wash away our filthy sins,everyone of us &lt;/span&gt;.But u choose to lord! God &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; the most amazing person in my life. Someone that I would choose to put first ,not my family ,friends or anyone else! Lord let this day as I promise that I ll always keep in step with u ,running to the end of the race.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Revelation 2:10&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do not be afraid of what you are about to suffer. I tell you, the devil will put some of you in prison to test you, and you will suffer &lt;span style=""&gt;persecution&lt;/span&gt; for ten days. Be faithful, even to the point of death, and I will give you the crown of life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113859457874317775?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113859457874317775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113859457874317775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113859457874317775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113859457874317775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/persecutions-when-i-done-nothing-wrong.html' title='persecutions when i done nothing wrong'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113859113527872653</id><published>2006-01-30T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T11:18:55.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare of accusations!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Nightmare of accusations!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lord God, &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yest been such a long day after cny visitation, I was fully flat out, so wanted to take a short nap on e bed listening to my music, then I guess I zonked out completely.wanted to do QT even though I did once early in the morning.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I woke up with a nightmare, about someone accusing me of things I dint do and it was terrible,really I was yelling at the top of my voice in my dream. Two people name came to mind : meijuan and angie&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;from the place whereby I consider a niche now. But I know its not true. People faces flashed in the dream whom I dint know of. Kind of scary. The ones who accused me. 2 of them.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the dream,&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On the linkway to face the interrogation ,many of us prayed and I remembered that I prayed til I cried so badly,seeking HIM,asking HIM why do I have to go through all such things?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I remember the person who broke to me the news of me being accused was my sec sch teacher, mrs teo, someone who always uphold justice n fights for her rights.doesnt care how people look at her.someone tt seems tough but is nice inside.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What I grasped from this dream was tt though I did QT at one point of the day, temptations and I know that the dark side of spiritual warfare is going on. And ya so &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;doing QT/devotional time is not a one time a day event&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. It should be constant throughout the day . it should be with us wherever we go and whatever we do.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;The opposing spirit of HIM&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;easily attacks us whenever we can, whenever we r most vulnerable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, like the way I was so tired yesterday . Really one small event/dream can actually pull you further away from HIM. So the best thing to do is &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;to&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;keep guard on whatever we do and be conscious about it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The dream taught me to rely on HIM even more and remembering to do so&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;even when we r weak or tired&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;.SEEK HIM !!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Things do not happen one time and that’s it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Usually for example. A lie will carry a long way if someone were to ask u about the lie and&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;u have to make up more stories about it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just the way after I had that dream, I woke up with a terrible headache and in my heart I felt a little fear, my mum came into the room and man, we started arguing . What a start of a day. Yar but the main thing I learnt is that &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;one wrong decision always lead to another worse consequence.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My fault was that the moment I woke up, I dint cry out to HIM, I wanted to go back n sleep to forget about it. But my mum came in and thus bickering started. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I knew I should have woke up and &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;cry out to HIM immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Certain things we do , timing in very important. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Seek his kingdom first and everything will be added unto u . &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113859113527872653?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113859113527872653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113859113527872653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113859113527872653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113859113527872653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/nightmare-of-accusations.html' title='Nightmare of accusations!'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113844106073644046</id><published>2006-01-28T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T17:46:31.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arugement with bro &amp; out produced love in proces.dun get it wrong..</title><content type='html'>todae me and my brother had a dispute about doin housework n stuff. i wanted to plan a timetable as in to who does and what time.he doesnt relent.then i tried talking sense into him nicely.really i dint raise my voice .but then we later got into a sort of defending each self argument and it turned into a attacking each other conversation.he dint want to leave a finger to help.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moments later i wanted to buy some stuff at the shop, he asked me if it was possible to help me rent 3 dvds, i did . 1st shop dint have the particular dvds he wanted.so no choice had to walk much further to get it from another shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling like todae is gonna be a long day ahead,was carrying some 3 sets of chicken essence.rather heavy.wanted to juz walk away and go home. but i felt tt since he is my brother, i wanted to show him &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;more love and concern with actions&lt;/span&gt;. not jus saying words only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus guys r always into action than words.so yar actions fit him !&lt;br /&gt;remembered tt sermon the sat, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE IN ACTION.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words without deeds r dead..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words with deeds r Great !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;t&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hen after which we had no lunch, all coffeshops closed.i cooked campbell soup,made western food for myself. at that point i felt so really pissed. years ago lastime i would curse n swear and all the F ************ words would come out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; at the moment i decided tt since i want to win HIM over and sincerely show him God's love and juz cooked and extra set for him . i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;decided i Choose to&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Seriously its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;not easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;doing something  for someone who pissed u off at that moment but when u choose to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;OBEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; and bring love to pple ard, things work out well ! decisions r not easy to choose, the hardest ones r usually the best! u know why ,cos shortcuts always have no good endings usually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i was really patient with my brother, cos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;God's grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; was in me and he taught me to. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;" id="en-NIV-28655"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;" id="en-NIV-28656"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;" id="en-NIV-28657"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 13: 4-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;after which we had lunch tog on the dining table, i think my bro was kind of shocked when i cooked for him still cos initially i told him " next time u dun eat what i cook at all then"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;though i said what i did, and i was very hesitant to cook for him,i took out his share. then stupidly enough , i opened the fridge door and put it in . and once again i felt i should do wats right when i want to outwardly show what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE is all abt&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love is a huge word to me&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; and i dun anyhow use it unless i mean it alot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;LOVE is loving despite all conditions , despite all circumstances. even when u dun feel like doin&lt;/span&gt; it, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;do the action first and love will come by automatically&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is the most amazing part!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;what happened afterwards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;for once we were sitting down eating tog.talking.him telling me his work stuff.usually we rarely talked.once in a while maybe.usually eating individually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; i was so overwhelmed then ,cooking and alot of thoughts ran thru my head, i guess my facial expressions were there ,but i dint want to say anything mean to my bro. so i held it back . i was on a the verge of tearing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i told him " kor i ll only do this for u cos ur my brother and bcos i have God with me . if this was me years ago.i would not even bother to talk to u and i would be yelling at u ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;If this was me years ago i assure u the food would have landed on his face.really i mean it . it happened b4. scary rite when i was a person without any God in my life then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;haa . i knew he was touched.haa but only after so mant many moments later,he said . "deborah got orange juice in the fridge." and yar u know what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;" he offered to help me do housework , but only once a week , but still better than nothing man ! ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; knew God would work in all situations!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; had i yelled at him,both parties wld be in a heated arguement ,anger arises, bitterness grows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i rem this verse abt heaping charcoal on ur enemies heads n win them over with LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;=D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;God is my God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;God  is your God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;God is our God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;God is real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;God lives in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love u LORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY God and MY Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113844106073644046?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113844106073644046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113844106073644046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113844106073644046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113844106073644046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/arugement-with-bro-out-produced-love.html' title='Arugement with bro &amp; out produced love in proces.dun get it wrong..'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113843635962699777</id><published>2006-01-28T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T16:22:23.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shareen 1 month bdae!=D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;_____shareen_____&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Initiator&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Loves people&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Been faithful to God &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Simple child like faith&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Learning and growing fast &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Took that right step of faith&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fights well with challenges &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Being open to people around her &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Many questions and doubts to ask &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Faith increasingly growing wildly&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Someone who is very determined&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Enthusiastic about knowing HIM more &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Someone who thinks w/o saying our loud&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Someone who is not afraid of hard work &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Enthusiastic wanting to knowing HIM more &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Speaks her mind openly without hurting others &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Made the right choice on &lt;st1:date year="2004" day="24" month="12"&gt;24&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; December ‘2004&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Chooses to believe in HIM without giving up&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wants to impact and teach people principles&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Does not give up upon challenges&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Someone who believes there is more to life than this&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Someone who knows life has such a BIG HUMONGOUS plan for her&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love,&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Deborahzzzz&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;=D&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shareen , lets bring those lost souls to know him ! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Happy 1 month bday !! 24 /01/06!! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Really hope to face challenges, trials, problems and share the utmost joy with u ! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stay firm and faith filled man ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113843635962699777?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113843635962699777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113843635962699777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113843635962699777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113843635962699777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/shareen-1-month-bdaed.html' title='Shareen 1 month bdae!=D'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113843582412085114</id><published>2006-01-28T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T16:25:57.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>liyan _ my role model!!=D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;____liyan___&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A giver&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A zealous lady &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;An encourager &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A positive aided person&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A person who loves people&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A woman with strong faith&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A person who impacts people&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A person who always initiates &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A woman with a really good temper&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A person who brings/ rounds up unity&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A person who gives unconditionally&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A person who relies very much on HIM&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A someone who is always willing to listen &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A person who chances to me as SINCERE&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A person who thinks I like cute cuddly soft toys&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A person who dares to dream BIG for HIM&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A person who submits to authority at needed times&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A person I really take as my role model and look up upon &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A lady who is has a very gentle spirit inwardly n outwardly &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A person who screams at the sight of moving creatures&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A person who gives up her own rights just so to find more lost souls&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A person who seems full of energy and enthusiasm many a times&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A person who has been promoted to my great grandmother shepherd&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love,&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Deborahzzzz =D&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:date month="1" day="25" year="2006"&gt;25/01/06&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Together lets run this amazing RACE n I seriously mean it ! lets sprint!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday 25 Jan'06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113843582412085114?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113843582412085114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113843582412085114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113843582412085114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113843582412085114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/liyan-my-role-modeld.html' title='liyan _ my role model!!=D'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113820655178215808</id><published>2006-01-26T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T00:29:11.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>toilet aunty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://estore.hopesingapore.org.sg/"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:date year="2006" day="24" month="1"&gt;24/01/06&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just now went to the ladies toilet at my company .level 2 very huge with benches on both corners . the place where I always do QT and enjoy time alone to rest there. Every now and then I noticed this cleaner around. My first encounter with her was when I asked her many days ago if the malay prayer room allows other religion to enter. She said she dint know. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today I met her again at the toilet, packing some stuff. I was taking one of my Ricola sweets out when she happened to be beside me so I offered her and soon enough we strike a friendly conversation.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Her 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; question she asked me .. are u a Christian?(btw she is a Chinese speaking lady)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was like whoa.. where did that question come from man. Out of the blue. Haa yar then while we were talking , she told me that she is barely educated, she does not recognize English at all and a very slight understanding of Mandarin written language. Then I asked her how do u read &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; Chinese bible? She told me when she don’t understand which happens a lot of time , she ll ask her teacher . I guess she meant bible teacher.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mostly how she got to know Jesus was 2 years ago, and even though when she spoke to me about God, she told me in very simple Chinese with that so much amount of faith that God is good ,how he changed her from a Buddhist to a Christian. She got to know HIM 2 years ago. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But the main thing was that though she hardly understand much about God but she chose &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: red none repeat scroll 0%; color: yellow; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;to put all her beliefs in HIM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background: red none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; trust that he works things out . She told me that right now she is a person who feels more peace at heart. Goodness can u imagine the aunty cleaner sharing with me her testimony..&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Goodness I was so very encouraged by her. Lastime I asked my mum can beggars and cleaners go to know GOD? She say yes anyone can. And indeed anyone and everyone has been given the free gift to do so. Cos HE Died &lt;span style="background: red none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;For YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:stockticker&gt;&lt;span style="background: red none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt;&lt;span style="background: red none repeat scroll 0%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;"&gt; ME&lt;/span&gt; on the cross!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What more about us ? we always take HIM for granted. When we have everything laid infront of us, so many resources available abundantly for us to read and meditate on . but how many of us make full use of this opportunity ? the fact that we can speak English Mandarin and even educated&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;enough to write these 2 beautiful universal languages.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shall we stop doing all the insignificant things today ,dump them aside and seek for HIM,something that will last forever for eternity . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113820655178215808?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113820655178215808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113820655178215808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113820655178215808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113820655178215808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/toilet-aunty.html' title='toilet aunty'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113777467323417823</id><published>2006-01-21T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T00:31:13.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost = lost , gone = gone</title><content type='html'>todae went back to nyp ,dint go attachment to help out in open hse.reach there rather late .i wasnt sure wat i did was rite to take a day off to help out. i sincerely want to help but yar there were few reasons to it. the other thing  was tt my ex lecturer actually called my supervisor to inform him that i was ard doin work. to confirm and ensure tt i m at school. tho todae i haven really started doin anything , yar but tml i ll be at sch. like seeing pple. like crowded places. love sch . love the environment of nyp and the vibrancy man ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to one of my frends.something about like after being a near christian and no one were to FU up the person thus the person would fall away from God .So in a way the person is a half past six christian ,if someone were to share abt HIM again, i doubt the person would want to care abt knowing God again..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;learnt that certain things u cant make a mistake. onc&lt;/span&gt;e &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;is not even permitted.there is once , there ll be 2nd n so on .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;yar even my sch supervisor  kind of reprimanded me cos in a way i was at fault. dint think properly abt the consequences of not gg attachment for e day cos of open hse.he was saying ..sometimes in life there is no chance to make an error/ mistake..so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like an orange being squeezed for juice. once u squeeze it , its permanently deformed and altered.thats the negative side of seeing things.&lt;br /&gt;the gd thing is such tt there ll be juice with nutrients to drink ! =D&lt;br /&gt;its all abt ur thinking n how positive or negative u choose it to be ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way to go .everything in life there is a balance, without sensing sadness/pain. u ll nv understand the meaning of joy /happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;s&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ome things lost means lost. no matter how hard u try to search it back , the feeling lost means lost . gone means gone .wat a message my frend sent to me , here it goes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers die&lt;br /&gt;Stories end&lt;br /&gt;Songs fade&lt;br /&gt;Memories are forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally at the wrong time wrong place wrong person man.&lt;br /&gt;hey but life isnt a bed of roses. yar and i do learn tt certain things cant be forced. once gone means totally gone. really the harder u try might cause a back fire. . i leave my case to rest . nightz !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shall ponder on the gd stuff man =) i ll see abt it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113777467323417823?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113777467323417823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113777467323417823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113777467323417823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113777467323417823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/lost-lost-gone-gone.html' title='lost = lost , gone = gone'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113773468229346504</id><published>2006-01-20T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T13:24:42.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss school! nyp open house!</title><content type='html'>brand new day at sch. brand new start in life after poly ends! going to nyp open hse nw ! meeting every1 whom i miss so much .even the sch i do miss it . the physical place. miss the bonds i had with the pple .even the smells of the nyp toilets . so nice ! i know there is something much bigger,more huge ,a dream i dare not to dream but i know there is something out there that God wants me to do , to impact , to show the people tt i m living for HIM! light of men shining thru ... make way pls**=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113773468229346504?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113773468229346504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113773468229346504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113773468229346504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113773468229346504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/miss-school-nyp-open-house.html' title='miss school! nyp open house!'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113772928305755982</id><published>2006-01-20T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T11:54:43.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>famous amos cookies recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Famous Amos Cookies Recipe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;   &lt;p&gt;2 sticks (1 cup) margarine&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup &lt;a href="http://www.recipegoldmine.com/namebrand/namebrand26.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: darkgreen; text-decoration: none;"&gt;brown sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(250g)&lt;br /&gt;1 level teaspoon &lt;a href="http://www.recipegoldmine.com/namebrand/namebrand26.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: darkgreen; text-decoration: none;"&gt;baking soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup chopped pecans/almonds(180g)&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup white granulated sugar(180g)&lt;br /&gt;18 ounces &lt;a href="http://www.recipegoldmine.com/namebrand/namebrand26.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: darkgreen; text-decoration: none;"&gt;chocolate chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(500g)&lt;br /&gt;2 medium size eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 1/4 cups flour(500g)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Mix all ingredients in large mixing bowl, thoroughly adding pecans and chocolate chips last. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Drop spoonsful of cookie dough onto a baking sheet making sure dough is not too close together. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Bake cookies between 10 depending on size of cookies.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;My observations:&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;*very low heat in oven, 10 mins or less, golden brown, everything has to be not lumpy, watch over heat .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113772928305755982?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113772928305755982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113772928305755982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113772928305755982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113772928305755982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/famous-amos-cookies-recipe.html' title='famous amos cookies recipe'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113772598944234476</id><published>2006-01-20T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T11:02:15.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how my frend,shuling was blessed with $2000 when she was so broke</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How my friend,shuling was blessed with $2000 when she was so broke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father is the sole breadwinner of my family. He used to work in hawker center, earning reasonable pay each month, which is sufficient enough to support a family size of 4, which also includes him. But he has lost his job, and currently is an odd-job worker. Things start to change when he begin to gamble and owe a few debtors. To make the matter worse, he also start borrowing money from the bank. As you all know, bank interest is charged high and will be accumulated daily if you are unable to meet their date due. Hence as days goes by, the amount of money owed by my dad just keep increasing, and it seems that no matter how hard he works, there’s no way to pay off. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My mum, whom is very concerned about the family, was forced to work; earning minimal income to support the family as well as to help my dad pays off the debt. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However the debts owed is just too much for our family, there’s no way we can repay it. All these drives me insane and most of the time, I have to worry about my family financial situation. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As my dad did not give me daily allowance on a regular basic anymore, I have to start working, forking out money from my savings to pay on my monthly internet bills, hand phone bills, train concession, as well as my daily expenses on food. It’s really heart breaking to see your own savings depleting day by day. As a poly student, it’s definitely hard to handle my studies as well as work at the same time. But due to the circumstances, it’s not a case of willingness anymore but rather, it’s a must for me to work.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last year, there’s a bursary award offered by NYP, and I applied for it. Months of waiting and praying, yet I still received no news. Thinking that I may not be qualified; I started to look for other avenues to earn extra allowance for myself, however I just can’t find a job whereby it will not clash with my lessons, service, and care group. So liyan suggested me to apply for church bursary. I was initially resistant towards it but agreed in the end. She accompany me down to the church office to hand up my application form, and on the same day when I reached home, I received a letter from NYP congratulating me that I have received the $1000 bursary! Praise God! God blessed me when I least expected it!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Recently, there’s actually a seizure of property by the subordinate courts due to the overdue amount owed to the bank. As we could not afford to pay off the amount owed which is a pretty large sum, we have no choice but to let them move away the 7 items in my house, which includes TV, fridge, washing machines etc. but thank God, my laptop is not taken away! These 7 items is essential to my family, and we can only take it back under one condition, and that is to pay $950 for it and if we are unable to pay it within a period of time, the items will be gone forever. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I tried appealing for installment, but the other party refused and demands $950 to be paid by cash at one go .At the back of my mind, I know that my dad could not afford the $950. I felt so helpless and vulnerable. Finally I let out my cry which I have been suppressing for so long. After that cry, it does not weaken me yet it makes me believe that God is going to do something to help me, just like previously He had blessed me unexpectedly with the $1000. I continued to walk with God, choosing to remain still before Him despite the financial situation. And guess what, the next day, the items are moved back to my house! This is because the other party had decided to let us pay by installment. I am pretty sure God showed grace on us, softening the other party’s heart! Really thank God man!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Remembering that I had applied for the church bursary, I prayed earnestly that God will bless me with the money. And I made a covenant with God that I am willing to pay $100 for my tithing after He blesses me with the money.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And for the last sat service, Pastor Jeff actually shared a sermon which really hits my heart. And I guess Holy Spirit is prompting, urging me to take a step of faith to give the tithing even before I received the money. I know that God is going to bless me, so why should I wait till I received the money, why not now? Hence I decided to fulfill the covenant that I have promised previously and I pay my tithing of $100 straight after service through nets.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And yesterday, I received a call from the church office. Guess what it says? I have received the church bursary of $1000! And the thing which amazed me is that the day before I received the call, I prayed during my QT that I can receive the church bursary. And God answered my prayer! He blessed me! Praise God man! I am really thankful that God had blessed me with $2000 in total!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am really amazed how God has blessed me and use me as a testimony to share to you guys. God will not give us testing that we cannot pass, hence by giving me this testing, God actually trust that I am able to handle it. So I really thank God for all this while, being there for me when I most needed. It’s not the money that I received overwhelm me, but it’s the mercy and grace that God has shown on me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113772598944234476?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113772598944234476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113772598944234476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113772598944234476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113772598944234476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/how-my-frendshuling-was-blessed-with.html' title='how my frend,shuling was blessed with $2000 when she was so broke'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113772486454227831</id><published>2006-01-20T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T10:41:04.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baking famous amos cookies days with JOY!! =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;BAKING &lt;st1:stockticker&gt;DAY&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt;!! &lt;st1:date month="1" day="18" year="2006"&gt;18 January’06&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Blessed beyond anything more I can ask for. HE is so faithful to me!! =D&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday was frantically searching for people at the last fateful minute to help me bake cookies for everyone this coming Sunday, my birthday, to personalize it for everyone. Was gonna be a easy job I thought.haa, but things changed after everything. Was not as easy as I thought. Yar anyway messaged few people to help me but they could not make it. Thought of Joy and Yeejoo, had this extreme strong prompting in my heart that either one of them will say YES to help me. Sure enough, moments later&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;, Joy agreed to help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; .Wahaha ! She is so ONZ!! Lastime she was not like that, must always wait for yeejoo to go then she will tag along like a creepy bug..wahhaha!! =P oops! Kidding man!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;630-830&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;went for dinner and bought all the ingredients in making this famous amos cookies, bought double the amount, was afraid that it was insufficient, kia-Si man ! Singaporean style! =D &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;830pm-1am&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;haa bake cookies, had to trial n error .&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Thank God that Uncle Patrick(my neighbour) was so willing to entrust me his entire kitchen in my butter hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;,haa ! really man, was kind of discouraged when so many people did not have the oven to bake. He is So KIND man ! really he had almost all the utensils and stuff for me to bake!=D 1001 thanks to Uncle Patrick and Auntie Shirley. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1-230am&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mum called me, asked me where I was was. I was almost like halfway baking the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; lot of cookies and back was aching and eyes were shutting down. HAha! Though my mum had work the next day,&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;she volunteered to come and help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ! way am I so blessed to have such a &lt;st1:stockticker&gt;DEAR&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt; MOTHER like her! Goodness!=) mum thank u , though I know you were just as sleepy as me, u really helped me to half the time in doing everything if not I would have ended only when sun rise(ti khng)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Throughout the whole time we were talking like never before. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Enjoyable man !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;though some cookies were overly baked and black.&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Hee=D really enjoyed baking but still I wont do it again cos its too much work unless I am very free. And particularly need helpers around. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;JOY GREAT THANKS and Sincerest Appreciation for helping me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! =) man you r way &lt;st1:stockticker&gt;NICE&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt;~!!!!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:stockticker&gt;NICE&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt; PEOPLE GOD PUT IN MY &lt;st1:stockticker&gt;LIFE&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt;.LORD, thank u for this people !!=D&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love counting my blessings man! Esp year 2006, every year just seems to get better and extremely better though it is so beautiful already.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113772486454227831?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113772486454227831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113772486454227831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113772486454227831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113772486454227831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/baking-famous-amos-cookies-days-with.html' title='baking famous amos cookies days with JOY!! =D'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113772479224740996</id><published>2006-01-20T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T10:39:52.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free money n workers!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Financially added-Free Money &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whoa few days ago, I was totally broke $5 plus left in the bank. Really $5 miserable bucks. I was a little insecure as in I could not buy stuff if I needed, not even expenses to say. However, I trusted in HIM and there was this assurance in my heart that something Good would happen, that I would be financially blessed someway or another. I just dint know how but I knew for 101% sure that it would. And Praise HIM, it DID!! Whoa-hoa!! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I told pris that I would be blessed and yar see it worked!!! Told u !! =D wahaha!!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2 days later, this guy from yahoo auctions wanted to buy my spoilt 512mb mp3 at $40 and he even went to the extent of dealing with me at my attachment workplace entrance. Goodness sometimes I wonder was he an ANGEL=@)!! He was so obliging man, even after the deal, sms me to help me bid n close the deal online.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="2" type="1"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Free laborers(workers/planners) dropped from heaven !&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hey! I wanna give thanks to Priscilla and Shareen, people whom I know not for long but I&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;really sincerely enjoy this friendship with the both of you too! I got to know u both around 24thdecember, Christmas season ! way to go , really I feel so blessed and I am touched by the both of u all. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Both so enthusiastic in planning my birthday party for me . I know its not gonna be easy for u guys as u both have your tests this week and u both barely have experience, but still u 2 were so faithful in helping me ! *lots of thanksgiving and appreciation for shareen n prisiclla !!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;*APPLAUD APPLAUD PLEASE**LOUDER PLEASE**&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;DISCLAIMER: THIS &lt;st1:stockticker&gt;SPAN&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt; OF EVENTS OCCURRED IN JANUARY ’06!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113772479224740996?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113772479224740996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113772479224740996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113772479224740996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113772479224740996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/free-money-n-workers.html' title='free money n workers!!'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113750894401371600</id><published>2006-01-17T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T22:42:24.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17th jan '06</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today at attachment learnt a lot of stuff theoretically in the clean room .wore 100 fully gowned. So warm man. Cannot breathe properly. Anyway, my job scope for the day was to press buttons every 5 minutes, as simple as that. While I was so bored in the clean room, I wrote this poem/ essay. It has been so long since I wrote one. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In a jumpsuit&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Totally covered up from head to toe&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gloves and facial mask on&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hearing the sound of machines working&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Microchips in the making&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Repeatedly routine&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fortunately entertaining myself is my forte&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Otherwise this is gonna be a disaster&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Taking things easy &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Leaving things simple &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everything is gonna be so joyful and enjoyable&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Environment might be a bit distasteful &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But in me &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know one thing is for sure &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I AM JOYFUL!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Circumstances mould you&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, your attitudes make you&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Decisions of whom and what you wanna be&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Depends on your effort u put into it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nothing is easy &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nevertheless, nothing is impossible&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So just Do it! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Seek HIM and you will find your way &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lose HIM and you will never feel gay &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113750894401371600?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113750894401371600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113750894401371600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113750894401371600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113750894401371600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/17th-jan-06.html' title='17th jan &apos;06'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113750890327711105</id><published>2006-01-17T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T22:41:43.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 january '06</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:date year="2006" day="16" month="1"&gt;16 January’06&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Way to go man .. its kind of a blessing in disguise todae cos at attachment today, I almost kind of din not do anything at all. I asked my supervisor for work .. but he keeps on saying later.. haa ..both my 2 attachment frends whom r guys seem to be working non stop while I just sit here and shake legs.guess bcos I m a girl!! Haha way to go man .. Girls slack,guys work !! wahahhaa but the bad thing here is that we have no internet only infranet =( &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;otherwise I will be so cold in the cleanroom freezing to death with only my anti static uniform one,plus my white sch shoes (company’s uniform)wahhaha.. everyday at the cleanroom checking out microchips under the microscope for the whole day.. physically draining and very taxing on my eyes as well.. yar so as I got nothing to do but to read my &lt;st1:stockticker&gt;CHC&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt; magazine which is so interesting.. this is the following article I typed out cos I was so bored. Haa but I learnt so much, this is way so impactful and gives me a new insight about being &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;FOCUSED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; as mingxiu always says ! haha =P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113750890327711105?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113750890327711105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113750890327711105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113750890327711105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113750890327711105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/16-january-06.html' title='16 january &apos;06'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113733587014989083</id><published>2006-01-15T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T22:37:50.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 n 15 jan'2006 ! blessed days !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whoa yesterday was such an impactful day man ! &lt;st1:date year="2005" day="14" month="1"&gt;14 jan ‘2005&lt;/st1:date&gt; the day where by I was kind of sick but I went service at abt 540 pm. Was late but I felt that todae ‘s msg was so vivid n clear n really taught me so many things tt I usually listen countless times .. pastor david chen was so funny man .. not lame funny .but juz his face seemed so rubbery with so much expressions man ! way was he Good!! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yar 2 more blessings I had ! as in this was something that I dint pray specifically for .. but shareen has quitted her dragon boat and so happens she ll be able to make it for service every sat already man !! so glad for her ! cant wait to see her grow ! grow fat..haha kidding man ! =D grow in strength in HIM!!! =D&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As for cindy .on &lt;st1:date year="2006" day="14" month="1"&gt;14jan  ’06&lt;/st1:date&gt; that fateful day ..she called me ..haa she told me she ll be quitting her job on 14 feb .which is one month away !&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I bet when she gives up something , God returns us with blessings that r so abundantly man! Way to go !! =D I await for &lt;st1:date year="2006" day="14" month="2"&gt;14 feb’2006&lt;/st1:date&gt; !! wahahah *grins,smirks,smiles,&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yar btw also I m so thankful for shareen n Priscilla !! they helping me to plan my 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; bday man! Cool rite.. haa they r the main planners. Stressful sia. Even though they got common tests n icas this week ,they still willing to help me .. plus I wanna thank all nyp pple who r involved in helping out ! thanks guys man ! really appreciate u all so much.serious sometimes I wonder wat would I be If I m not here. I guess I wont want to be at anywhere else ..wahaha *&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Todae !! amazing day went with xinyi to ntu open hse /seminars at hotel contential.. yar at bugis! Whoa- hoa man ! the courses all so interesting .. got psychology .sociology . English lit. media studies .. I love this man. Plus sciences ,something that I always wanted to do.. the speakers were so exuberant in their speaking and the way they speaked,esp those from media studies.whoa-hoa .it juz blew me off my feet.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I also wanna improve my English so tt I can speak as fluent as them,they had no problems with public speaking .. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Plus public speaking is one of the fears pple fear most. Even worst than death .heard tt 90 % pple fear it .haa maybe me too .. maybe not...&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wanna apply for the ntu courses.got up to 6 choices. Though my grades r not fantastic n chances r slim , but if I dun try I ll never know..i m gonna appeal man ! haa =D &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Orh yar . plus todae I got a big breakthrough. Xinyi bought me a pair of pink sandals ! I chose the colour !! haa amazing rite! Way to go man ! 2006 is so exciting .changes come n bring abt more goodness! That’s wat I await for ! =@)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113733587014989083?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113733587014989083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113733587014989083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113733587014989083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113733587014989083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/14-n-15-jan2006-blessed-days.html' title='14 n 15 jan&apos;2006 ! blessed days !'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113707582080115134</id><published>2006-01-12T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T22:23:40.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>extortion day man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wa sia ..todae went amk polyclinic however it was closed. too late !by few mins..so had to go to the raffles medical group clinic instead at amk. terrible man .consultation was fine $10.50..but plus two tabs of tablets/medicine.. totalled me $36.40..miserable man .. its totally extortion.. wah sia.. dun ever go there man ! initially was $80 plus for even the nose pump..whatever that was .. its not like i want to complain but i mean i should have been more wise. i should juz have paid the consultation n thats it .. $25 for 20 miserable tablets man !gave them almost every cent i had..  goodness me.. thats the bad thing for the day man ! total exhilarating for me! =(  now i know juz stand up for wat u believe no matter wat it is.. maybe gp r more exp. but still haiyah ! =S dun get it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;met shuling at yck mrt.. haa feels like sat that day.. with pris.. funny sia! ngee ann is so huge man as compared to nyp.a tiny cosy little dot =@)&lt;br /&gt;the good thing is me,pris n daphne went to visit mx's table tennis competition! mx was the 1st to get it going ! fortunately i knew by God's grace she would win ! thank God man .. it was way so close ! n yar after tt stella won.. and even the duo's for nyp won !! whoa-hoa!! NYP ruleZ!!! wahahah sound so kiddish man!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113707582080115134?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113707582080115134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113707582080115134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113707582080115134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113707582080115134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/extortion-day-man.html' title='extortion day man!'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113705288496985446</id><published>2006-01-12T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T16:01:24.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cold day at home..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;raining again.. todae going to surpise visit mingxiu at ngee ann poly.her table tennis competition.dint go attachment todae cos still coughing consistently.gonna visit doc after this. haa ..meeting pris n peixuan !! ..  everydae is not a good day though.life is full of ups n downs ! hee though there r some downs.. but i always seem to feel so positive! haa cos HE is with me .. my frendz at attachment seems like always got bad stuff /experiences to share..so many man..why sia.. dun get it .. life is gonna be good if u choose it to be !! going to cel on 22nd jan my bdae! so ya those who r viewing this .. hope u ll be invited haha ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113705288496985446?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113705288496985446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113705288496985446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113705288496985446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113705288496985446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/cold-day-at-home.html' title='cold day at home..'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113673986942372294</id><published>2006-01-09T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T01:04:29.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hehe ... todae so nice sia ! was raining the whole day.. was on sleeping mode e whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day too ! haa i cant tahan myself man ! sleep so much ! well sunday is sabath day (opps wat an excuse!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna thank priscilla for re-modifying my blog to be something so amazingly beautiful ! nicer than wat i wanted man !! priscilla u the man !! appreciate it alot ! owe u one ! haa any help come seek me man !! =D really i love my blog now so much.juz tt realized my pics r gone !! haha ..its alright ! ! =D thank u pris once again !! =@)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;haa..todae mingxiu ask me tt dreadful qns once again ..what u intend to do after gradution? haa .. i duno eh .. but todae i was looking at this webpg.. something the police force mailed me ..&lt;br /&gt;http://www.spf.gov.sg/career/protect/protect_faq.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n ya i was considering..since my name is Deborah . my mum named it after a judge in the bible.. plus i really cant stand people getting bullied n i m always consistently fighting for my rights. it even went to the point at one period of time, i wanted to become a feminist as my living ..but in singapore. i doubted it was possible. fight for human rights.animal rights... basically anything that is out of place. i want to fix it n place it back nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this webpg i chanced upon lastime ..&lt;br /&gt;www.petatv.com --&gt; animal rights.. really grossed man! =( sometimes i wished i could do something more. maybe get a M-16 and blast those pple who tortured the animals +/ oops ..shall not be so blasty here.. !! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i really duno .. i guess i ll seek him for my future tonight !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.ibs.org/niv/passagesearch.php#en-NIV-28130" title="Go toRomans 8:28"&gt;Romans 8:28&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  Some manuscripts And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tml is attachment once again ,after tt going to third watch cafe for buffet! christmas harvesters!! looking forward to it !! wahaha!! free food .. kidding man ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;this few weeks,months .. i ve been on rather good terms with my family.. hee ..maybe bcos i became a more homely person, every time after attachment i ll go home to spend time with my family. thats one of my new year resolutions last year.. and i can see it half way being completed .. its gonna be always going on .. i learnt to appreciate them even more esp the time when i was sick .. whoa! family is the best afterall.like now then i learnt to realize it ..wahaha =@)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113673986942372294?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113673986942372294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113673986942372294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113673986942372294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113673986942372294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113656583347456621</id><published>2006-01-07T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T00:43:53.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another peaceful day at home</title><content type='html'>todae basically had another day mc at home.. was coughing badly still. struggled trying to talk.guess todae was one of my quietest days.. haa cannot stand it . my mouth is itching for a chat but little squeaky sounds comes out the moment i open it, might as well shut it up..wahhaha =D guess its meant to be rest day for me . whoa.. this past few weeks i been a good gal. staying home almost everydae after attachment.. rarely does this always happen . only after ia started. hope i ll be able to plan my year 2006 ahead properly. dun want to waste the 3 months more i have in nyp . i think i unintentionally gave the supervisors at work a bad impression of me cos i took 4.5 days out of 9 days mc.. but i m really sick tats y,dint fake it ..haha..&lt;br /&gt;yar and priscilla she did my blog for me some time ago, really appreciate the work she done but arhh.. haha pris.. not to my liking.guess u have to redo . hee =D lookiing forward to tml ! hee this week was so slow man ..til saturdae! =@)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113656583347456621?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113656583347456621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113656583347456621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113656583347456621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113656583347456621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-peaceful-day-at-home.html' title='another peaceful day at home'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113621150883137550</id><published>2006-01-02T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T22:25:30.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vulnerable/fragile  Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.very-clever.com/books/joy" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;friday 830-130pm &lt;/span&gt;-attachment work @panasonic=( (haa dun like technical stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;friday 130-end of day&lt;/span&gt;-dentist&lt;br /&gt;terrile man my attachment started only 1 week yet i took 3 days off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;on fri nite&lt;/span&gt;.. i was doin cards for the new believers til 4am as well as chatting on msn..whoa -hoa! disaster struck when every1 was not at home.for once im by myself..kind of enjoy it.. having some peaceful time alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;then came saturday morning til afteroon 3plus&lt;/span&gt; -something amazing happened.. i was vomitting n was running a very high temp of 39.1 degress. but it was until 330 pm i was vomitting , i thought defintely could not make it for service.. however pris came anyway though she claimed she might not be gg.wah sia so encouraged by her..somone that treasures frendship alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;saturday 430 pm&lt;/span&gt;- took a cab down to cuppage plaza nexus..was feeling kind of terrible stil.to make it worse it was raining .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to s11 to wait for my cg members.the air there was so cooling and the moment i stepped of the taxi..really the moment i entered the nexus auditorium.i felt so much better ,even could jump about and sing though zhao sia(out of tune) to think i even went to countdown at e fairy changi chalet ..was so extremly huge.there are two levels.. a hugh humongous living room.a kitchen.a dining area.plus the upstairs had 4 rooms, 1 living hall .whoa.. the rooms haa nicely furnished with basics and a toilet n shower in the entire room. there were 3 groups, DI, nyp ,sp.. haa always turn out that sp is always doin the labourous jobs..why sia.. (wahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came sunday .i was feeling well all day.. even at the countdown .. i was feeling so hyper .. i think i really do love the presence of pple. then came home,cleared the house ,rest a little and i woke up at 11 plus pm. and yet no one was around. i awoke cos my head was throbbing so hard tat i thought i would die.. this is the 1st time i experience such a near to death experience. really my body was so hot and my head was so hurting ,my whole body was kind of numb.. i really thought of calling e ambulance..yar but all in all, this lesson let me learnt to save $$ , cos i think i would mind staying at the hospital if i had more savings.. haa anyway i m better now ,jus slight bad breath(wahhaha ) cos sick marh.i really appreciate xinyi n jiahui.. a frend in need is a frend in deed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;what i think is that thruout the saturdae .. i was healed for tt moment at nexus. cos God really gave me the strength to play and also fellowship with the others! we r social animals. arent we?=D but now my fever keeps on flickering up and down .. haa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae the headaches n fever came back again. mingxiu was suggesting it might be dengue fever. haa cos it ever happend b4 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this taught me how to&lt;br /&gt;1)treasure my body even more. not by over working it or over exhuastion. my mum said this : ur abusing ur body thats why fall sick..yar hor .. make a lot of sense.we r actually sinning arent we ?when we always misuse our body which is the temple of GOD. Life is so vulnerable man and fragile.tahts why we need to plan our lives ahead.anytime he wants us to go, we ll have to say "goodbye" to this temporal earth.&lt;br /&gt;2) save money for rainy days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113621150883137550?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113621150883137550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113621150883137550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113621150883137550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113621150883137550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2006/01/vulnerablefragile-life.html' title='Vulnerable/fragile  Life'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113587688940431924</id><published>2005-12-30T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T01:21:29.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Qns my frend asked= ??</title><content type='html'>4 questions my frend suddenly asked me out of nowhere..haa where did this all come from ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  qn 1. if i become bankrupt..&lt;br /&gt; i am never rich but  im sufficiently contented with the money i have not alot but enough to make me happy. $ doesnt buy me happiness. i was working at fila then,.earn $1000 + a month but in the end i work 6 days a week.. one off day.. i ll go n cheong n shop like mad lastime.. all e things i bought now duno go where,,so waste time n money ..those things dint last cos they were material things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Qn 2. do u agree human beings is realistic n why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; wah ur question v general n diverse eh .. wat u mean ?eh from wat i interperate as rite.. for me .. most pple who seeks for $ will never be happy . maybe for a moment but it ll fade.. there r ppl i know of nv contented with life. cos their 1st priority in life is $$ and they r always seekinf for more n more..&lt;br /&gt; for me .. i m realistic too and practical.. but money is at the bottom priorities over the rest ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Qn 3. r u living for others or yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; whoa. 3 answers i got. i m living for HIM and to serve his pple too ! hee =D&lt;br /&gt; i live for myself cos i want to change myself to someone he wants to be .someone better !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; qn4.$ or family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; haa .. i sure choose family.frens.school . studies . anything else above $$ ..&lt;br /&gt; i rather cant stand $$ its not tt i dun need it or wat .. but i ve seen how $$ worked in pple lives.drive them to depression. cause so many problems in pple's lives. in my family', my frends family too ! i hate it .. the root of all evil..ha abut i still need it .sufficient enough. no need excess..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113587688940431924?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113587688940431924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113587688940431924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113587688940431924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113587688940431924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/4-qns-my-frend-asked.html' title='4 Qns my frend asked= ??'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113587285297164327</id><published>2005-12-29T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T00:14:12.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLESSINGS!!! flowing abundantly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;this whole week has been nothing but WONNDERFUL!!! BEAUTIULLY AMAZIN!! WHOA_hoa!! now is like almost 12 midnight.. having attachment tml morning from 830-545 pm.. but got to leave the hse at 730am like tt ..wah sia ..hours super long .. but the thing is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) i get to work with yeeting (my best buddy =P) though she every day put on a sian face..wahah she either laugh or sian face.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) we r working tog.. never ever possible nor happened b4 in the past experiences of all my classmates .. nv does 2 classmates have ever been attached to same place b4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)attachment is at amk .. which is so super near my hse..if not i be late every single day ..sure kana fired if its at tuas or pasir ris.. most of my classmates go to tuas, pasir ris, yishun,boonlay and far far away places ! cant believe it till now .. 27/12/05 is the 1st day of my attachment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)my supervisior is quite a relaxed fella..isnt very strict so he is considered nice in my eyes.. wahhah ..so far really .. my whole life.. i have always met nice people ard me ! i m so glad that GOD planted all these beautiful pple in my life. every where i go.. at work ,at sch,at attachment ,at church ..really man ! HE is SO SO SUPERRRRRRRR AMAAZING!  i give thanks to u lord!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;5)todae i met my church frends, i was super exhuasted b4 i came .. but when i met them i was so enthusiastic in talking n sharing everything ! all the blessings poured like wild fire man ! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;6)attachment work is a little tedious, the break r rather short but not fixed ..wahha ..plus the thing i love most is the breaks when i can get to chat with my attachment frends.. most of them r guys but they r nice pple ,though a bit vulgar.whahaha ;D i known them for like only 3 days but we can really talk man ! =D though initially they were a bit cold but they r not now ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;7) i really do love pple . i love talking to pple..l astime i used to be like .. ur things ur own problem not my problem.. for me .. i like to meddle in pple 's affairs ..not like tt .. but i like to show pple love .. haha ..not of my own though.. i really love people for HE Taught me to do so !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;w/o love.. i might as well not live ..really man ! he made us to socialise .to fellowship .to enjoy pple ard us.. to know their lives..are we not social cretaures?? hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;8) i like initating to talk to pple. cos we can learn abt their cultures,their thinking n theirs lives. .but when i tired.haha sometimes i cant be bothered.. really thruout this year.. my confidence has been built up so much ,so so much .. lastime when i work at fila .. i used to find it a drag serving pple for the sake of money . fortunately i gave it up and so many blessings.financially n physically i been blessed beyong my wildest dreams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;9) financially---every month i get a expenses amount of $$ from my mum.. her savings kind of depleted and this is like the last month i ll be getting.. and right now i am having attachment so i ll get a minimal amount every month but at least its gonna last me thru ! money isnt everything.. if this world were to live w/o money ..so much better would this place be ! hheee.. no war .no fighting s.. no discontentments abt $ here n there ! arhh .. really everything is flowing so well.. its not tt i asked for.. but i know when i m faithful .. so will HE BE!!! =@)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113587285297164327?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113587285297164327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113587285297164327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113587285297164327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113587285297164327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/blessings-flowing-abundantly.html' title='BLESSINGS!!! flowing abundantly...'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113562538750827356</id><published>2005-12-27T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T03:29:47.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>famous quotes from johann wolfgang von goethe</title><content type='html'>got these particular post cards from the mac donalds stand at nyp.. wah .. this cards do make sense.haa who is this famous guy anyway ??yar but do try this gameS .. click on the alphabets to play , click only show quote for full answers! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.very-clever.com/books/joy" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.prisons.gov.sg/M_games.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try this games! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113562538750827356?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113562538750827356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113562538750827356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113562538750827356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113562538750827356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/famous-quotes-from-johann-wolfgang-von.html' title='famous quotes from johann wolfgang von goethe'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113562397582683182</id><published>2005-12-27T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T03:06:15.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tsunami.new ngage hp. new attachment .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;today i went to get my new nokia ngage qd hp.. at $292 !on 26th dec.05.. boxing day.. whoa new set sealed up from toa payoh! =D i went with xinyi .. hee.. went everywhere to ask abt the prices.. and i guess i settled with this one.exaclty 100% the same as my old hp .. haven been having a hp the past week.terrible man.i wonder how much i live off my hp. but in a way its also good not to havea hp. arh..got pros n cons la.. haa quite shiok when no one calls me too ! but i guess i would choose to have a hp cos can communicate with pple. i will die w/o people around me. haha i think HE created me to socialise with pple ard! thats one of the things i like doing .&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; yar todae on news.. there were the tsunami anniversary of one year!quite scary man .. alot of children who were orphans were taken by child traffickers to be brought to other countries to work as labourers or slaves. the child trafficker thought it was good for them as they dint have family or a place to stay nor even food to eat .however to kidnap a kid w/o the consent of the govt, its totally wrong though the intentions were good.what they think works best might not be the best .. plus who r they to have a say in this matter ! there was this paricular boy ,so young yet he lost his frenz, family and he was all alone yet he was put in a religious sch and carried on studying .. w/o any close pple ard him, he still lived life with a smile on his face. isnt he so brave ..wah sia.. to think he is so young yet he cn handle such stuff .haa sometimes i wonder r singaporeans juz to well bred n well fed. that they duno what is sufferings all abt. not tt i know of .. but ya.. i really learnt to appreciate life even more and the humanity side of pple evolves out after watching such shows. letting us know hw fragile life is and how vulnerable it is and how HE can take away ur life any minute anytime.so i wanna prepare my best to await for future times =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tml is my 1st day at attachment at panasonic pte ltd at amk industrial area ! haiz. i nv ever like working.. i prefer student life.. hee anyway in like 4 hours time, my next phase of my life is gonna start. i duno how is it gonna be but i m assured i ll learn more new things n that these things ll bring me to become more matured! haa.. i really await for tml. i m sure i cant sleep today morning ..now is like 254am in e morning.lastime also 1st day of sch.e previous nite i cant sleep cos i am so so excited for tml! cant wait to see wat is it all abt ! hee i m so assured that everything is gonna work out well fine ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;good things come ,back things go.though i miss the project phase of how relaxed n slacky it was .. i want to set a good example in my life to pple ard me .though i m not perfect but i m striving to be n i know i ll never ever get there.haa cos i m human afterall.every change always has a significant positive attribute.the way we see things r so important .=@)debz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113562397582683182?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113562397582683182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113562397582683182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113562397582683182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113562397582683182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/tsunaminew-ngage-hp-new-attachment.html' title='tsunami.new ngage hp. new attachment .'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113553797220620074</id><published>2005-12-26T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T03:12:52.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>water baptism xinyi..</title><content type='html'>rushed down in a cab a t 8am plus after toning the whole nite..wah .. the church was located in an aged home. rite beside st paul''s church n to think the taxi went in circle..whahah ..so gong sia.. i really understood the meaning of water baptism. after me myself went thru it .. though her's is a more traditional church,only sprinkling of water..but to me i understood the significance of it .and i felt so joyful for her that she took this step of faith to want to obey HIM and to commit her life to HIM even more.. her mum was late though... tried calling but seemed like she was a bit disappointed then as her mum is one of the closest kin to her. other than me ..wahah =D for to me to wear the cross is something tt i value alot n til i really feel so fully convicted ll i do so . its something tt i want to hold closely to for this decision i make..&lt;br /&gt;xinyi @ ur someone i love the way ur @&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113553797220620074?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113553797220620074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113553797220620074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113553797220620074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113553797220620074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/water-baptism-xinyi.html' title='water baptism xinyi..'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113553765978330862</id><published>2005-12-26T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T03:07:39.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost souls saved! God is soGOODn faitfhful..!!=D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Saturdae xmas eve... this whole time.. few months b4 this year christmas .. i was praying that all my frens came to know God..some of those i pryed specifically for.. it came to pass.. my frend frm BM..year 1 nyp. haha she received God into her life.. i am so eager to see how she would lead a pruposeful life in HOPE!! hee.. things r sure gonna work well for u shareen. activities are jus part of our life.. the truth is the basis n the crucial part!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;After service.. we went to HK cafe at east coast .a aoach picked us up and yar supper ended soon .then we went to east coast to ton over the night..haha i love the carolling and the fake soap -like snow.. one fine day i want to see real snow ! hee .. throut the nite was chatting with pris, and the rest man .. zombiefied at 7+am in e morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall all in all .. this year 2005 christmas is always  so exciting  every year when we see pple cross the line ! whoa-hoa.. the heaevns r rejoicing and so r the people singing ! =D i love the souls tt r saved!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113553765978330862?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113553765978330862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113553765978330862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113553765978330862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113553765978330862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/lost-souls-saved-god-is-sogoodn.html' title='Lost souls saved! God is soGOODn faitfhful..!!=D'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113521649881677054</id><published>2005-12-22T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T09:54:58.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arent" my last days Beautiful days!=D</title><content type='html'>haa..i juz m begining my journey here.. so afraid yet at the  same time looking forward to it,second last day of school ! haa.. yesterdae went for the cara-thon at orchard..there were 3 grps.. me n my group ,we ran n cheong whenever we go ..we were drenched by the entire end of e  game..whoa ! but u know wat .. we won first  n r awaiting to get e chronicles of the narnia tickets! hee=D thanks to my group..daphne, ken,job,lester,xingxing,weihong,leslie too! wahha .. u all got fast legs n quick intellectual thinking man ! esp daphne.! hey ya thank u all guys! was great teami-ing with u all  =D lets do it again next time !!!&lt;br /&gt;oh yar another thing that i was so greatful to God for yesterdae! hee.. yeeting me n my classmates,we went for the attachment briefing and we were told of the results where we would heading to .. as every1 knows i m someone that has always been perpetually late though at times i made an effort to be on time.. arh .this bad habit i wannt to quit by next year.. i ll try harder..yar but the thing is that i cannot believe where i got posted to n who i got posted with! cos usually the case is such for my other path of classmates who got to attachment first ..most of them got attached to tuas, jurong, boonlay, paya lebar, pasir ris.. goodness where in the world r these places at? so out of the way ! n the AMAZING thing is that , me , shawn n yeeting we 3 got posted to amk industrial area.. which is so super super near !! and yar wat else ! me n yeeting (my best buddy)wahaha she have to suffer with me for the next 3 months cos we got posted to the exact same company out of the 500 companies in sg .called panasonic pte ltd...doing some semiconductors stuff arh...goodness GOD u really bless me beyong wat i ask for of u ! ur indeed so FAITHFUL!!! I LOVE U MAN+D.. so far i haven come across any1 who got posted with clasmates to same companies!! yeah!!! =D  XD  =+D =@) i need not fear waking up late anymore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113521649881677054?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113521649881677054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113521649881677054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113521649881677054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113521649881677054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/arent-my-last-days-beautiful-daysd.html' title='Arent&quot; my last days Beautiful days!=D'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113514982037955281</id><published>2005-12-21T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T15:26:13.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>people always fails but GOD never do!</title><content type='html'>Lord i duno wat else to do but to cry out to u .. why so many atimes frendships with my sec sch frends who r now in poly.. always make me seem so disappointed when i see them at sch or even when i think of them.to think in e past in sec sch , we were rather gd frends.. not only 1,2 or 3 but really i knew that frnedships then was so pure n jus full of fun.. but now that they come to nyp.. and i seen them ard todae .. i really duno wat else to say. whenever i see them ,its usualy a hi bye thing.. how r u ?? things i dun need to say jus to remove the awkwardness. so many atimes yeeting (my best bud)says that how come u treat every1 so nice? thats what God teaches me to do so.. even though alot of times i fail to and i seek for forgiveness. e thing is tt no matter how much effort u might put in a frendship alot of times, u dun get back the same returns and disappoinment sets in... but it has been said that " not every friendship u prune in will result in good rewards.. some might not have any returns at all . and so far so its been true.. i been disapponted by mankind so many atimes, pple whom i used to put so much trust on and alot of times i try to think tt probably there r busy thats y they turn my invites out many atimes. but the truth is ,since i put in so much effort n yet they dun want to return this frendship, i leave my case to rest. nothing more i can ask for.i accpet it ..its not tt iseek for tangible things or even pple. bcos i know people promise n they ll fail.whereas for HIM, he never ever fails us when even i cant feel him at times.. i ll not give up this race.. lastime i used to always seek for man's approval but i can say tt rite now , i m not totally freed from that yet cos i m still living in the world.. but i m so much less bothered by wat they think anymore..lord i want to look to U , not man 's promises .but urs!! for they r everlasting... lord if i dun even continue to love pple despite failures , i rather not love at all .. whats life when u dun even try despite failures. failure sure abound but not yet giving up! i&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113514982037955281?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113514982037955281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113514982037955281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113514982037955281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113514982037955281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/people-always-fails-but-god-never-do.html' title='people always fails but GOD never do!'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113488012173294509</id><published>2005-12-18T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T12:29:47.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teary prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this was a prayer made on email from one of my frend.. whoa.. i really teared man.. i am really so very very touched.. this is her 1st time praying for some1 .. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.very-clever.com/books/joy" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;as I always belive that man of words and not of deeds is just like a garden full of weeds.&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt; Dear Lord God,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the creation of yours, sister Deborah.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I am thankful to you as I met a sister that treat me so good and that’s her.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please let her stay on the bright side of life whenever she’s down or facing any difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, although I am not a Christian but I sincerely pray that whatever problems she might be facing right now, you will give her the courage and strength to overcome all the obstacles, be it in school, at home or any other places.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, nothing in the world can take place of persistence if we put in our heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please keep her in abundant health as I felt that been healthy is one of the top priorities.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I pray that she will has a good tolerance in order not to lose out in any circumstances as I believe that silent is golden.&lt;br /&gt;Lord Father, I really hope that she can stay happy with her family and feel the love from her parents and her siblings.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, watch over her and give her a helping hand when she feels down.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Father as I pray all this will really work out for my good sister Deborah.&lt;br /&gt;In the Jesus name I pray, *AMEN*. &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113488012173294509?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113488012173294509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113488012173294509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113488012173294509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113488012173294509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/teary-prayer.html' title='teary prayer'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113469529316760631</id><published>2005-12-16T09:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T09:08:13.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Official last day at NYP =(</title><content type='html'>haiz.. todae is my last official say at nyp . though i have already dread this day coming, haha its here.. and yar though i m coming back nexxt week for presentation , thats that .. different things altogether.. gonna go attachment starting on 27 Dec'05.. i m gonna go out with my classmates todae.. our last gathering for this semester!going play bowling n makaning.. haa i m gonna go abt the school to video cam n take tons of photos too !! =D haaa.. i ll miss tt ass yeeting cos she is a slave to me .. haha no la.. she been very helpful thruout this entire time.. i appreciate u ! =P whahah fried hair gal.. and yar this sat plus next saturdaes will be the most meaningful time of this year! really await for this 2 days! Christmas is so so near.. i can smell it ,taste it, feel it and even hunger for it .. haha as mingxiu has said! =D my journey lies ahead n bigger things r in the way .. but though it might not seem easy but its not impossible.. God is gonna reign n rule in this christmas !! =D =D&lt;br /&gt;debz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113469529316760631?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113469529316760631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113469529316760631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113469529316760631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113469529316760631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/official-last-day-at-nyp_16.html' title='Official last day at NYP =('/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113462553551083253</id><published>2005-12-15T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T13:45:35.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EVERY ANSWER to ur life!</title><content type='html'>any questions.. just take one min to listen ! its gonna be a life changing audio clip ! =D debz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotquestions.org/audio-Bible-questions.html"&gt;http://www.gotquestions.org/audio-Bible-questions.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113462553551083253?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113462553551083253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113462553551083253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113462553551083253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113462553551083253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/every-answer-to-ur-life.html' title='EVERY ANSWER to ur life!'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113454371585323741</id><published>2005-12-14T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T15:01:55.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost.. in e wilderness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/320/road.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/empty.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/320/empty.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever felt like tt b 4 ? like e road is so far and u duno what lies ahead? its so scary tt u haven got any assurance from any1 at all .. have u ever felt so lost n empty?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113454371585323741?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113454371585323741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113454371585323741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113454371585323741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113454371585323741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/lost-in-e-wilderness.html' title='lost.. in e wilderness'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113453229531918641</id><published>2005-12-14T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T11:51:35.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free prayers.!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.very-clever.com/books/joy" target="_blank"&gt;joy books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tat time my frend stella , she msged me ! i was so touched ! super touched man! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08/12/05&lt;br /&gt;Stella&lt;br /&gt;Dear lord god hope tt sis Deborah stay happy &amp;amp; find a gd job after grad.lord pls keep her in abundant health. With e jesus name I pray,amen..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113453229531918641?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113453229531918641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113453229531918641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113453229531918641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113453229531918641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/free-prayers.html' title='free prayers.!'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113449723041987592</id><published>2005-12-14T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T02:07:10.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/241/9048/640/mr.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/241/9048/320/mr.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want my 2 front teeth!! =D&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113449723041987592?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113449723041987592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113449723041987592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113449723041987592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113449723041987592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-want-my-2-front-teeth-d.html' title=''/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113445935876098826</id><published>2005-12-13T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T16:38:30.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas is so near !! =D yap ber darh ber do!!  wahhaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/xmas%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/320/xmas%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/xmas3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/320/xmas3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/xmas%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/320/xmas%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/320/xmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i I_love christmas. its the best occassion tt i loved the most.. out of all public holidaes.. even b4 i was a christian ,since young til now .. i still ove it as much.. i love to take a stroll down orchard road and watch all e beautiful lightings they set up..really brightens the mood of pple n things up.. n reminds me wat christmas is all abt .. !! i love HIM more than anything ;D really the thought of my brother n mama soukou coming to know God makes me feel so happy til i want to tear ;D i can really envision them to accept God into their life this christmas !=D something tt they ll never regret.something that they ll keep close to their heart .. and their worrisome personality beginning to fade away ..and goodness n righteourness engulfing them ;D i await with faith ! =D *this is my last week at sch but i know HE has greater plans for me than this! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For ur ways are higher than my ways, no matter wat happens!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i wont understand it at times but i ll accept it with joy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113445935876098826?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113445935876098826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113445935876098826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113445935876098826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113445935876098826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-is-so-near-d-yap-ber-darh.html' title='christmas is so near !! =D yap ber darh ber do!!  wahhaha'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113445897091832903</id><published>2005-12-13T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T15:38:27.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>had an enjoyable time with wanyi...</title><content type='html'>haha ... that funny fella.. wanyi ..aiyoh.. she really make me laugh til i cannot tahan..everytime say about so many funny things..aiyoh.. a gal that never stops talking... she is not scared of pple but scared of all living creatures other than human beings, just like jocie.. i dun get it ;(.. whahaha .. i seriously enjoyed man ! hee for once it was a meaningful yet crappy time ;D then after tt went back lab ,e freezing lab and me and yeeting ..we were playing while the teacher was teaching us how to cut the metal.. we took the .. winder(u know the winder for toy dolls), we used it to screw n wind ourselves and act as dolls.. wahah ! i love life more than anything man... &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is happiness.. happiness is good things/ circumstances tt happen in ur life and make u happy for that moment. it comes n goes..something tt will never ever fulfill u .. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joy its different.. its a feeling,an assurance tt will never fade away ... its something tt u ll have all the time despite bad things/ problems coming ur way ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee ..for todae i experienced joy and happiness...&lt;br /&gt;wonder where to get joy ?? *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;ask me .. !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113445897091832903?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113445897091832903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113445897091832903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113445897091832903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113445897091832903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/had-enjoyable-time-with-wanyi.html' title='had an enjoyable time with wanyi...'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113427668467547721</id><published>2005-12-11T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T16:59:58.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testimony of Emptiness in my life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/nice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/320/nice.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Brief introduction &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Me :19 years old, gonna grad from manufacturing engineering soon,year 3 student in attachment phase.singapore.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;My family history&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;mum, bro n sis .. born in a Christian family, attended townsville pri, braddell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Westlake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; sec sch, nyp.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;secondary 1-4 -----------&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;roller coaster at school&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;In sec school, my years there initially was very complacent n I enjoyed school life in sec 1.Along the way a lot of good n bad things happened. It was way to the two extremes.. I built a lot of friendships with good frends n even made certain enemies. As in, in short everything was like a roller coaster ride for me.There were 1001 things tt happened .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Secondary 4&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;------------O levels stress&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;In sec 3&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&amp; 4 , more negative stuff happened to me n my frends n seemed like I drifted away from them and I was left to fend for myself though I had my track n field frends, but at that point of time, I felt so weary …. I felt like why such things happen . like why the hell all these shit happen to me .. n I dint know any answer at all. As my room’s window was unlocked, I swear at that point of time I even contemplated with suicidal thoughts cos I was hopeless at sch work n I dint even bother to try. At the end, principal of accounts I chose to give this subject up during o levels cos I disliked the teacher at the point of time n I hated the subject then.wah.. come to think of&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;it , I was so childish man .. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;o levels waiting for results&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;working at fila wisma atria&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I was working there for 2 years plus, hours were super long,, almost whole day.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="11"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;11-10pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;.. but the pay was good which attracted me .colleagues were mostly nice people, esp my colleague kenneth, he is super nice. And ya I got this frend in sec school.. she used to be very mean ,rarely talked to her.. whaha .. then recently she moved to serangoon ..and one day I received a call from her.. in my mind I was thinking wat she want from me.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Wah but seriously.. she changed a lot ..she everydae after work come and find me at my workplace ,walk til I knock off .at times even wait for 1 hour or so .. I was really touched by her sincerity in the friendship.almost everydae without fail man ..this was the period I was down n&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;really out.. to think I dint know God at that time,but he put this frend of mine in my life.. her name is xinyi.. really she was someone who brought me out of the dirt rut. I truly appreciate the friendship which went beyond just talking but walking the talk. And doing it with actions..up to now we r still best buddies ! whahha hope she thinks like wise.well. I m assured she thinks likewise....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/nice.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/320/nice.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;xinyi n me.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Secondary school to nanyang poly year 2 -----Fights n vulgarities &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Me and my brother ,we used to be like wild animals , hurl vulgarities to one another like no body’s business ..we used to say it all day long like as though its alright.. but everytime he curse or swear at me , I ll retaliate even worse. I ll pay him back double or even triple times, cos I know that I m not someone who is easily bullied and I ll stand up for my rights.no matter who ur . even lee kuan yew. When he curse n swear at me, I will always shout back and whenever I go to a point that I am about to lose in the heated argument , I&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;will actually take up anything that’s nearest to me and throw at him .. there was once I was so bloody pissed that I took a ceramic cup and threw it at him , and unfortunately it hit his back and there was a big bruise then and it hurt him for days ..so whenever he hurt me again , he would consider twice.. u think our fightings is like throwing stuff,pinching ,pulling each other’s hair ? oh yar .. btw my brother is 25 years old now ..this fightings n even breaking of each other’s rooms door happened for the past few years.. I duno how long has it been but yar .. to think back of it .. my room door n his room door got smashed so frequently that we had to replace it .so did the toilet door.. that was the fighting between my brother n dad long time ago.. I believed violence run in the blood of my family..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;my mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; barely got involved, she is always the peace maker,e meditator and yar she is a Christian.. she always tell me abt God this n tat.. I got so sick of listening to it .. God loves u, dun sin..and she always quote me verses from the bible..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14;color:blue;"   &gt; "For, Whoever would love life and see good days must keep his tongue from evil and his lips from deceitful speech.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;color:blue;"  &gt; Then I would say ..why cannot curse.. its my mouth wat.. so wat !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;she say when u curse n swear u r dirtying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; mouth, the part that God made of u ..aiyah..but to me it was all crap&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;n rubbish then.everytime I tell her every single problem, she would link it to God.. wah.then always we end up in arguments n quarrelling ..she very irritatin lastime I used to think .everything God here God there....&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;oh yar .. in addition.. this fightings were so bad that so many atimes .. neighbours called the police cos we were yelling n smashing furniture in e middle of the night n we dint give a damn abt our neighbours then .it was so bad that even we took weapons to defend ourselves when we got angry . it sounds crazy but these arguments ,quarrellings be came so bad that I even thought of&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;killing my bro and maybe I would be sent into a gals home cos I wasn’t 18 years old then..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;things went to such a bad stage that when we juz happene to get on each other nerves,eg ..switching on the tv volume slightly louder.. we would end up in either big quarrels or arguments.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;**************************&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Fleed death in that split second&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;There was this particular once .. I really picked up my life from the nearest straw to death.. I dun exactly rem the details but my brother he got angry , picked up a large flower vase, aimed at me ..and it hit the wall mirror behind me .. those 2 metres long type .e entire mirror shattered to pieces..e sound so scarry... and I was so shocked that I stood frozen .but the moment my senses went back into action, I went to get a chair to defend myself. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;NYp year 1 and 2 half&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Things in year 1 n 2 are like crap .. I never ever wanted to go engineering . n before I came to poly, I hated engineering n business schools to the core. But to think my 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; 6 choices of life sciences had just missed the opportunity by just 2,3 points .whoa at that point I was thinking damn man. .why did such shit happen to me again.. am I not supposed to like lead a better life since I come into poly ?i wanted to start all over again but seems like things r not going my way ..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;school life was like crap cos I chose to close up to people around me as I heard that poly people r backstabbers.. throughout my entire class ,there is only another one gal.. I think she extended her hand in this frnedship many atimes but lastime I very attitude towards her, I dint even bother about her.. I was only open to 2 guy frends then.. imran n luis.. which imran to me is like a buddy til now .. the rest of the classmates were so so .. but I juz hated to take e initative to talk..i felt like I was in a depression stage for this 1 and a half years.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Met a best buddy &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;After the 1 and a half years , I met this friend called yeeting..she transferred class to mine.. Initially she came over to my class bcos of the other gal,yanlin .. but things turned out we became best buddies.. whahah .. really that was in year 1.5 of my nyp life. Semester 3,around june like tt la.. we met a toilet and things turned well.. I began to enjoy school life even more.. everdae we were together , playing laughing n crapping with our classmates.doing everything so playfully n talking life so lightly n enjoyably..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1026" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:315pt;height:236.25pt'" ole=""&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\Deb\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image003.png" title=""&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:oleobject type="Embed" progid="MSPhotoEd.3" shapeid="_x0000_i1026" drawaspect="Content" objectid="_1195816495"&gt;  &lt;/o:OLEObject&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/freak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/320/freak.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;yeeting n me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Year 2 open house for ccas &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;i dun recall the date that I went for the open house of ccas but it was very interesting , had so many ccas.. thus me, yeeting, e other gal n the rest of my guy classmates including imran n luis.. we went tog to enquire abt the ccas…none of them wanted to join but we juz want to take a look .only I was the one so excited to join the ccas.. throughout this time, I signed up for so many ccas.. I wanted to try everything .. I signed up for ambassador team, stage arts, kick boxing , campus crusade for Christ, track n field, guitar club(there was in year 1), outdoor club(e one that had rock climbing,in year 1) .. I duno wat was I seeking for.. I was searching for something to make me feel less bored ,to make me feel less sian , something to make me feel WHOLe, something to make me feel good.. I was feeling so empty, purposeless,deflated,so no meaning even when I had so many ccas, I spent almost everydae after school going for ccas, trying to make new friends. I tried hard at it .. I made some friends from these ccas n I still kept them..but still I felt this HUGE HOLE in my heart.. something that I duno wat was it all about. Like something lacking in me.. and I was searchin n searching .. n I dint know wat was it all abt .. its something that I know I long for to patch up this HOLE in my heart.. but I juz got no freaking idea wat was it .. and I felt so HOLLOW .. like a marshmallow. So vulnerable to things happening around me..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;my frend, yeeting told me I was insane, join so many ccas for wat.. I say for fun..but deep down in my heart .. I knew the answer was another..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Ambassador team&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I got into the interviews for ambassador team n attended the musical event ushering people in n out of the nyp auditorium.. I liked this cca cos I used to work in fila and I dealt a lot with customers .. n we had this rule to greet every customer who enters n leaves the shop. So this cca I felt then was right for me.. I even attended the social etiquette class then to put on make up, how to deal with people and smile at all times cos we were usherers.. I attended twice for twice or thrice for e events, made few frends there ..but I just felt that the situation , the air and aura in there was something that I dint know, just dint feel like wanting to make me stay on…so after few events , I handed in my resignation letter to them.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Kick boxing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;i really enjoyed this cca.. I think I stayed here in this cca for about 6 months.. throughout the training was twice a week.. very enjoyable n sweating out all the dirt. I really punched n kicked very well..wahha .. the people commented .. I really enjoy all these kind of martial arts since I was young..maybe cos I used to use it,all the violence in my family.. and even when I went to phuket recently.there was this thai boxing basics course, I went to take it up too..was fun .i learnt how to knee people’s abdomen n their face.. anyway along the way I chose to quit&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;as then throughout this 6 months, I was introduced to a church called Hope OF God Singapore at cuppage plaza at somerset… why I quit… yar this is the reason .. stated below&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Campus Crusade &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I joined this cca around e mid of year 2.. the people there were friendly n willing to care for u.. and I realized that this club as I used to think were all Christian nerds .wear specs,bring bible,act holy, everything say about God here God there.. but things turned out better than I expected.. though I wanted to find out more, every forghtnightly on Wednesdays they had prayer meetings at the lecture at the nursing block..cant rem wat lecture hall is it .. yar then one of the times , I met this gal called Manta.. she looked gothic, wore black, painted her nails black, and she look different.. cos after the prayer meet, we would have refreshments n usually I would take the initative to talk to people around me ..til today..those frends I made I still see them at school though I m not in campus crusade anymore.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Oh yar.. back to manta.. I decided to walk over n talk to her, there was something that when I saw her talking to people really attracted me. its like the charisma n aura around her.. whoa-hoa! U know wat happen ..we met for like the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; day in the evening, then the whole campus crusade group..we went for dinner tog.. manta n me..we were both walking behind the group so slowly ..talking n laughing n joking about every single little thing. Seriously I could not believe it .. one day and we were like long lost best buddies..then she invited me for her church service on Saturday and I said ok since I dint have anything to do then .. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;My extract from my blog on the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; day I went church&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:date year="2004" day="31" month="7"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; july 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;, saturdae..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;color:blue;"  &gt;it was a fun dae at church ,Y hope of christ i think..duno whats the exact name ,but its really happening ,jumpin around singing songs,praising the lord,worshipping him,singing unto to him,sharing the gospel with him.. everything's about him .lord please help rachel n let her not discriminate others as she is not near to perfection either cos she doesnt know u nor has she acknoweldged u . i tried to forgive her but her character makes me sick n probably its the things that she has said .which has caused a larger effect on me rather than what she has done . i got to forgive right ?i m not gonna curse verbally anymore.it sounded so horrible todae on the bus when this guy kept on using it . as though like the whole bus is filled with dirt n filth.. get lost !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Hope OF &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;i attended it once and I really was attracted to it .. Initially it was the people’s warmth and enthusiasm in knowing new visitors, as in they really showed concern in my life .. and I was so excited about it .. as In I went to church was to purely make frends and have fun.. but along these all, there was something else that made me&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;want to come back every week again n again..like a magnet.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;on the second visitation, they were having an altar call.. asking who want to receive God into their life.. I dun remember the exact moment but I put up my hand that dae and I received God into my life.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;being a christian for 1 year plus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;..now , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:date year="2005" day="11" month="12"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;11 december  2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Brother&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So many many beautiful changes there had been.. never have I ever got into a heated argument with my brother again.. though we still argue at times, I learnt from the bible to give into others.. if they slap u on the left cheek ..turn to the other side n let them slap u on the right too.. seriously at times when he hurl vulgarities at me. I jus feel this sense of peace within me .. that whatever he say will agitate me but I cant be bothered to respond to him.. why should I open my mouth n hurl back at him..its only doing myself disfavour.. the problem with my brother was within us for so many years since sec1/2 til poly year 2.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;How could I ever change my disgusting temper using my own strength??so many years I tried n tried to overcome n not get angry with him.. but I always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;fail to..&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;God&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Really throughout this one year, I felt this longing peace and wholeness in my heart that never ever had. Its not straight away feeling it the moment I become Christian but its along this 1 year.. I learnt so many things,life skills, leadership skills, social skills,learning to love n give generously that I never ever ever learnt from other ccas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;God really worked the worst situations in my life,, I never ever thought I would be able to sit down n even look or talk to my brother.but God is so faithful.. despite all along, he been here with me despite my worst n depressive times.. I dint know him then but the fact that he dint let me choose to commit suicide cos he wanted me to know him, to serve him.. and right now I m serving him and the people around me .. and I enjoy it so very much, even though I get tired at times but he always never fail to make me learn principles at the end of the day.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1027" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:252pt;height:189pt'" ole=""&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\Deb\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image005.png" title=""&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:oleobject type="Embed" progid="MSPhotoEd.3" shapeid="_x0000_i1027" drawaspect="Content" objectid="_1195816497"&gt;  &lt;/o:OLEObject&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/family%20of%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/320/family%20of%204.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;… &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Mum and Sister &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Though a lot of times .. I will get into arguments with them, I try to control my mouth not to speak vulgarities..and now usually when I m angry .. I ll just shut my door cos I dun want to reason with them..but a lot of times also .. I ll still let it out and yell at them but the difference is that I m still learning to control my anger and change for the better.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Emptiness Gone &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Though at times I feel bored, sian , tired or even mentally drained.. the emptiness feeling I had for so many many years never ever came back again. Cos God really did wonderous works in my live, he changed zero 0 to 100 .. he changed me from a disgusting hot tempered, judgemental, ill bred obnoxious person , someone who always speak her mind and hurts others’ feelings,someone who treats her frends so nice but her family like dirt..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Now I have changed a whole lot.. its not me changing myself.. &lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;but itS GOD WHO DID EVERYTHING.he changed my whole value of life .from someone who dint think much of life to someone who appreciate life and the people around. From someone negative to someone positive.. God I love u more than anything ..i hunger for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; love more than anyone else.. people’s love always fail.i ever get disappointed with frends n people around me that I choose to look upon to God than people.. its not that I dun trust people, but dun pin all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; hopes on people but rather&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;LOOK AT THE BIG PICTURE.. GOD.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;No regrets&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;U WOULD NEVER EVER REGRET KNOWING HIM, he is someone better than my mother, brother sister, best frends, church frends&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;or even my nice aunties..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;he gives me counseling, guidance purposefulness, joy and also answers when I seek HIM.. he is someone that I would never ever trade for with other things.. or friends… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;If u were to ask me .. wat is life gonna be without God? nothing..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Seriously I got nothing else that I think would be meaningful living for.. why am I even existent on this earth ?? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Because I want to see all my friends, family members ,year 1, 2 ,3 friends in poly, sec school friends to share this abundant free love that God has given to me.. its something so beautiful that I hope this year my Christmas gifts would be seeing as many friends or even acquaintances receiving Jesus into their life.. there is no other christmas gift I rather ask for.. I have all material things already n I am satisfied.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;God loves u, LOVES U NO MATTTER WHO U R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; ..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;God loves u, and he WANTS U TO HAVE A RELATIONSHIP WITH HIM..e way u have a friendship with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; frends.its the same ..its like he is our friend yet he is our God lord..he loves u so so much .. that u will never ever know and u ll miss out 1001 blessings if u dun.. HE WANTS THE BEST FOR U ..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Hw wants every single man.. no matter how sinful, how many sins u commited, no matter what sexual immorale, lust,theft, lies ..anything u commited and know its wrong .. he stills loves u .. and he wants u to repent from it.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14;color:navy;"   &gt;But God says.. Acts&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;13:38 declares, “Therefore, my brothers, I want you to know that through Jesus the forgiveness of sins is proclaimed to you.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Free Gift &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;This free gift of receiving god into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; life is something that no one else can give u but Jesus Christ.. its free and its totally beautiful..he is the one and only one who sent Jesus Christ to die on the cross for u and me . no one else can wash away our sins but him.. we cant do good works to cover up our sins,cos sins will still be sins unless thru Jesus Christ.. I really love God so much that I choosen to give up my work at fila which I been working consistently as a part timer, e pay is good ,people r nice there,but still I want to really serve God so fully that I dun want to ever look upon money as my God.. money always cause so many bad things to happen. really it’s the root of all evil. Cos I seen people who r so caught up with money that they seem to be blinded by it .. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Ccas&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have already quit them all cos I see no purpose in them.. as in everything I can learn there I also can learn from God.. somewhere I love so much.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;.. which is living In ME.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Do u want this free gift ?? to receive God into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; life..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Deborah&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Email: &lt;a href="mailto:aggrodeb@yahoo.com"&gt;aggrodeb@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;msn: &lt;a href="mailto:aggrodeb@hotmail.com"&gt;aggrodeb@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibs.org/niv/passagesearch.php?passage_request=Matthew%206:25"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Matthew 6:25 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;i&gt;Do Not &lt;span style=""&gt;Worry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;] "Therefore I tell you, do not &lt;span style=""&gt;worry&lt;/span&gt; about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibs.org/niv/passagesearch.php?passage_request=Exodus%2023:25"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Exodus 23:25 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worship the LORD your God, and his &lt;span style=""&gt;blessing&lt;/span&gt; will be on your food and water. I will take away sickness from among you,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibs.org/niv/passagesearch.php?passage_request=Proverbs%2010:6"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Proverbs 10:6 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Blessing&lt;/span&gt;s crown the head of the righteous, but violence overwhelms the mouth of the wicked. [ Or but the mouth of the wicked conceals violence ; also in verse 11 ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met a best buddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113427668467547721?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113427668467547721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113427668467547721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113427668467547721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113427668467547721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/testimony-of-emptiness-in-my-life.html' title='Testimony of Emptiness in my life..'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113424217742979661</id><published>2005-12-11T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T14:49:33.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas is here.. =D</title><content type='html'>christmas is in 2 weeks.. so close rite now .. we r gonna have carolling and marathon on 21st dec ,which makes it cara-thon.. i m so looking forward to it and i know that this event is gonna be so enjoyable rite now .. i am assured that it ll be a life changing time of bonding n fun ! =D&lt;br /&gt;seriously , i left 2 more weeks in nyp .. i know tt things r so unstable the moment i step out of nyp..and i m kind of saddened tt i have to go attachment cos i wont get to see all my frends in year 1's and also my classmates n frends.. i ll miss them .plus i heard tt attachment is far, near to jurong n kind of boring...but anyway i know God has greater plans than my own understanding .so i ll leave everything to him.my future is so secured in his hands , tt i need not worry anymore.&lt;br /&gt;what i want for christmas...is my family,my relatives, my frends, my lecture mates ,my classmates , my year 1 , 2 , 3 frends, my neiughbours to come to accept Jesus into their lives..no one else has ever loved me as much as God.. why i say this .. haa let me share with u a story man ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113424217742979661?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113424217742979661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113424217742979661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113424217742979661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113424217742979661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-is-here-d.html' title='christmas is here.. =D'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113370915058508907</id><published>2005-12-04T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T23:12:30.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mo-tat-hawk .. not stumbling rite! ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/mad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/200/mad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/200/e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/200/d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/200/c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/200/b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/200/a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah.. this is the 3rd hairstyle i love so much.mohawk cum punk..cum duno wat.. so cool! look at my hair!! ;D. cant wait to have new hairstyles next time.,went with carol n jiahui for shopping at far east n went haircut there! haha ;D while i went for e cut, they were shopping abt. cant stand waasting pple time waiting for me. practical n realistic man. whoa then went to get my beautiful belt . while i was hesitating choosing the hundreds of them, i asked them to go walk abt 1st .. jiahui n carol cant tahan me man ! then they left 1st .. while i went to find my sandalS! haa.. that look alike sandals like mingxiu's i saw.. wasted man. dun have my size. gonna get them soon ! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113370915058508907?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113370915058508907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113370915058508907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113370915058508907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113370915058508907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/mo-tat-hawk-not-stumbling-rite-d_04.html' title='mo-tat-hawk .. not stumbling rite! ;D'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113343084153983259</id><published>2005-12-01T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T17:54:01.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i chanced upon this web site while i was searching for National Education stuff on compassion.. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sma.org.sg/smj/3912/articles/3912bkrecom.html"&gt;http://www.sma.org.sg/smj/3912/articles/3912bkrecom.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Road Less Travelled : A New Psychology of Love, Traditional Values and Spiritual Growthby M Scott PeckSimon &amp; Schuster, New York, 1978&lt;br /&gt;There are many books written by experts in the study of the mind for the general public, translating difficult scientific concepts into lay language to enrich the lives of many. Among them, The Road Less Travelled is one of my favourites. The book has been a best-seller in America for many years. In recent years, it has also become more popular locally. There is even a Chinese translation published by the Commonwealth Publishing Co. Ltd., Taipei.&lt;br /&gt;Dr Peck is a psychiatrist from Connecticut. The theme of the book is about the path to mental health and spiritual growth. The book is divided into four sections. The first section, ‘Discipline’ starts with the premise that life is difficult, that life is a series of problems; whereas neurosis is the substitute for legitimate suffering, and the substitute ultimately becomes more painful than the legitimate suffering it is designed to avoid. Thus, discipline is the basic set of tools to solve life’s problems. Discipline involves delaying gratification, willingness to confront and accept responsibility for problems; dedication to reality and truth; openness to challenge and change. The second section is on ‘Love’. Whereas discipline is a system of techniques, the strength and energy to use the technique is love. Love is defined as the will to extend one’s self for the purpose of nurturing one’s own or another’s spiritual growth. The author explained the meaning of love, the difference between love and romance; the confusion between love and dependency, love and self-sacrifice. The third section is on ‘Growth and religion’. It answers the question: ‘Is belief in God a form of psychopathology?’ The forth section is on ‘Grace’, which is a defence of religion. The author is a Catholic.&lt;br /&gt;The book is interesting firstly because of its emphasis on discipline and its positive view on the role of pain and difficulties on a healthy mental life. In this age where the meaning of life is often measured by the amount of happiness, it is reassuring to see the traditional values of discipline and suffering receiving such strong support from a modern psychiatrist. Similarly, in this age where individual fulfillment has become the yardstick for measuring the quality of life, it is refreshing to read Dr Peck’s definition of love, which is the pursuit of one’s own or the other’s virtual growth. The meaning of love has always been an important topic. As the author said: "Our use of the word ‘love’ is so generalised and unspecific as to severely interfere with our understanding of love... as long as we continue to use ‘love’ to describe our relationship with anything that is important to us... without regard to the quality of that relationship, we will continue to have difficulty discerning the difference between the wise and the foolish, the good and the bad, the noble and the ignoble. Finally, Dr Peck is a psychiatrist who places religious faith in its appropriate place. Religion is the understanding of what life is all about, our worldview, the belief as to the essential nature of the world. Since every one has some world view, everyone has a religion. As Dr Peck said, "It is possible to mature into a belief in God."&lt;br /&gt;Prof Tan Chong TinNeurologistUniversity of Malaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7 habits explained and elaborated upon in the 358 page book are: 1. Be Proactive - the Principles of Personal Vision; 2. Begin with the End in Mind - Principles of Personal Leadership; 3.&lt;br /&gt;Put First Things First - Principles of Personal Management; 4. Think Win/Win _ Principles of Interpersonal Leadership; 5. Seek First to Understand, then to be Understood - Principles of Empathic Communication; 6. Synergize - Principles of Coactive Cooperation and 7. Sharpen the Saw - Principles of Balanced Self-Renewal. The first three habits relate to private victory - habits that allow oneself to be happy with one’s own life. Without this, it will be difficult if not impossible to move on to public victory, which is covered by the next three habits. And the final habit is essential to continued victories. Self-renewal, retreats, resting places for reflection and introspection _ these allow us to recharge our batteries and move forward with renewed zeal and enthusiasm. Pressures, stresses, repetitive chores and necessities of life can make us jaded, listless and apathetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/Prof Chee Yam ChengDepartment of MedicineTan Tock Seng Hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rape of Nanking: The Forgotten Holocust of World War IIby Iris ChangBasic Books 1997;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113343084153983259?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113343084153983259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113343084153983259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113343084153983259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113343084153983259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-chanced-upon-this-web-site-while-i.html' title=''/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113319930271029610</id><published>2005-11-29T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T01:35:02.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore out ,Nepal In</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/1600/manta%20nme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/721/1918/320/manta%20nme.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manta is going back on 29th nov'05 ..which is like 2 days away .. back to nepal for Good.. haiz. duno man .. i know we r still serving tog but yar ..physically we r apart.. but i really enjoyed our bonding of this mutual frenship.. .everytime still no matter how far apart we r , i still know she is around and it makes me feel the togetherness.its so joyful knowing her. everything abt her is positive,she rarely complains.!anyway .. she is the 1st person i known in Hope,wat a way i gotten to know her thru our 1st meeting...hee ..on one fine day year 2004 ,a wednesdae! at LTL NYP..gonna miss u MAnta!!! ;(&lt;br /&gt;but good things come and go and usually last for a while! haa..not like u gonna go be kidnapped! gonna visit u one of these days man ;D love u man Debz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113319930271029610?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113319930271029610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113319930271029610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113319930271029610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113319930271029610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/11/singapore-out-nepal-in.html' title='Singapore out ,Nepal In'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113325847309195555</id><published>2005-11-29T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T18:01:14.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>excited for my future!!</title><content type='html'>way to go man !! gonna go NUS excursion tml ! my aunt told me so much stuff abt my future while in phuket with her.. to think lastime i dint like adults lastime.. but after this 5 days experience with my godma julie and dawnie.. i learnt so so much from her, her past experiences really impacted me alot . to think i even want to stay in nyp ,retake another course n serve the student ministry .. i wld like to still but there are so much green pastures ahead,why limit myself to so few choices! way to go man .. ntu ,nus,smu,sim .. whoa!! so many happening things awaiting for me ! i cant wait to start life in campus and to live my 1st life in the hostel ..while serving HIM!!! whoa-hoa.. so fun man ! i m so so excited .wah .. my heart is being stirred up and on fire now !;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113325847309195555?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113325847309195555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113325847309195555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113325847309195555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113325847309195555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/11/excited-for-my-future.html' title='excited for my future!!'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19389434.post-113319586668151060</id><published>2005-11-29T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T00:37:46.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delighting in Phuket</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19389434-113319586668151060?l=whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/feeds/113319586668151060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19389434&amp;postID=113319586668151060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113319586668151060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19389434/posts/default/113319586668151060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoshywashywhacky.blogspot.com/2005/11/delighting-in-phuket.html' title='Delighting in Phuket'/><author><name>DebOraHzz =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179331128880791952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QxC6T57z1vQ/SDMEU3w1mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OyVnP-h1_kc/S220/me+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
