<?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-6462637</id><updated>2012-01-12T11:24:28.634+08:00</updated><category term='a day to remember'/><category term='snibbits'/><category term='Life transitions yallll'/><category term='bittersweet day'/><category term='Hello testing'/><category term='deepest condolence'/><category term='Crossroads starts....now.'/><category term='out and up from slumber'/><category term='when all else doesnt matter'/><category term='roller blades for holidays?'/><category term='CNY'/><category term='praise you through my circumstance'/><category term='quick help mum'/><title type='text'>yamgnap</title><subtitle type='html'>snippets of my simple yet exciting life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>602</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-3557920746241527576</id><published>2012-01-12T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T11:24:28.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick help mum'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This week have I've been helping mum do the cookies so no time to blog or do other things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of BTOs coming up, just looked at the cck one. quite cheap! and nice neighbourhood too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many decisions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sending off ppl is not a very happy thing to do :( but yet you must be excited/happy for them. random thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*/yamgnap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-3557920746241527576?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3557920746241527576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3557920746241527576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2012_01_12_archive.html#3557920746241527576' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-1026430372144111724</id><published>2012-01-09T11:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T14:25:57.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crossroads starts....now.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ecc 7:2b&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"...for death is the destiny of every man; the living should take this to heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For God to start me off this new journey, He had to tell me the ending; that my days are numbered and is considered short, that every moment/thing i do is precious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ecc 9:10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with allyour might, for in the grave, where you are going, there is neither working nor planning nor knowledge nor wisdom."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mind has always been so focused on "What do I do next? Which step do I take?" but instead of telling me what I ask of Him, He sets my heart right first, that whatever He gives to me, I have to do it with all my might, for when the time comes, I do not have the chance to do even anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it sounds all kinda morbid, but I think it makes perfect sense for me to know this and to digest this. Though I'm kinda like in the prime of my life now, I still must be mindful that humans all have a common destiny which is death. And so then, what do I do with this life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wise words from Yu Mushi: "it's good that you're searching and asking for God's direction in your next step, but most importantly you must have the faith in what God asks you to do."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wise words from Ian: "If you live your life in pleasure, or trying to make things easier for your life, you wont quite do things that count for the eternal.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roughly ba.. the words aren't exact but it was what I received from their heart. Oh gosh, crossroads are such a nice yet tricky place to be in. It makes or break and I know I've made wrong choices or had wrong mindsets here and there that's why I'm particularly careful now. Which may not be a good thing either cos it may mean I will not do anything at all. Must have BALANCE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;____________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A long time ago, Cheryl ann did this photoshoot for her photography class, and I, was her model. It was all very fun to get into different poses, and particularly I'd like a good composition for the picture so I went to all different lengths to make the picture look nice. 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-5732637555133065758</id><published>2012-01-06T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T13:25:45.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I think I've got a fetish for big bathrooms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7fo_BVuPcdk/TwaDpPpDCCI/AAAAAAAAAyE/OJ1ZG-DXznM/s1600/rowell_Bath3_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7fo_BVuPcdk/TwaDpPpDCCI/AAAAAAAAAyE/OJ1ZG-DXznM/s400/rowell_Bath3_lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694383523453143074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K4u32h3yZ6Y/TwaDoiBS-YI/AAAAAAAAAx4/a_v-dBWvhnw/s1600/pho_bathroom_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahh..next time, I would really like a big bathroom, or at least a nice cosy looking one :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Side note, my posb account kena blocked today, so matt asked me to check at the ATM..then, my card kena retained by the ATM machine LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, went down to the dbs bank, and asked for helped, this nice lady applied for me a new card when I decided to boldly ask about a debit card. heh. She ended up cutting the brand new card she got for me right in front of me. Sorry nice lady! Then she handed me a brand new debit card.. BLACK COLOUR SIOL:)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY HAPPY :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is also the last day of work for me, followed by a nice fellowship dinner near eugene's house..ee sarn if i'm not wrong. sigh.. transitions. On one side you're really excited that things are going to change (finally) but on the other hand, you don't know what might just happen next/in the future. The thing that I wish would happen to me is the very thing that gives me the chills from time to time. How ironic! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got another thing that I wana do when I'm taking this break. I'm gona DRAW :) draw draw draw draw..create create create. AND finish my painting..gosh it's half painted now heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers to me for the new and upcoming days ahead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fashion related part time job vacancy anyone??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*/yamgnap &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-5732637555133065758?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5732637555133065758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5732637555133065758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2012_01_06_archive.html#5732637555133065758' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7fo_BVuPcdk/TwaDpPpDCCI/AAAAAAAAAyE/OJ1ZG-DXznM/s72-c/rowell_Bath3_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-4039862680831110767</id><published>2012-01-05T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T16:34:47.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was doing my quiet time during lunch time. Walked around the pinnacle and found a nice spot to sit down at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I had the inspiration to write a song. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search me now my God&lt;br /&gt;Im right here at your feet&lt;br /&gt;Laying down my pride&lt;br /&gt;Putting everything aside&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear the things on your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know Lord &lt;br /&gt;Is that I've come to seek your face&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what to say or do&lt;br /&gt;Show me Lord in your ever loving way&lt;br /&gt;How much you want to meet me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord can you hear my heart&lt;br /&gt;Crying out to you&lt;br /&gt;To want to know you more &lt;br /&gt;And let it lean on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes I forget&lt;br /&gt;How much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;Lord see past the human me&lt;br /&gt;And remind once more &lt;br /&gt;Of the love you have for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't rhyme, doesnt sound poetically nice or it may even have some grammar mistakes. But one thing I'm sure and happy about these lyrics is that it perfectly reflects my heart.. Never had such a satisfying lyric writing session for a long time. Most of the time I'll be thinking whether it makes sense, whether it sounds nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*/yamgnap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-4039862680831110767?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4039862680831110767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4039862680831110767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2012_01_05_archive.html#4039862680831110767' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-6469788761686103780</id><published>2012-01-03T11:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T12:27:34.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whee it's 2012!!! And currently remembering Enli/Gab's conversation, WE ARE TURNING 23 THIS YEAR OMMOOOOOOHH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great start of the year having cough and sore throat :/ Took sick leave from work even though it's the last week heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UlQ9FzZdDIg/TwKCBRbzQOI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bI69KqXTp7s/s1600/photo10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693255837321216226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UlQ9FzZdDIg/TwKCBRbzQOI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bI69KqXTp7s/s320/photo10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sipping some tea at food for thought (Queen Street) with Amanda Ng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W47_QpfiFeY/TwKCBJ4dOrI/AAAAAAAAAw8/Zj_rkF5d_hE/s1600/photo9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693255835293924018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W47_QpfiFeY/TwKCBJ4dOrI/AAAAAAAAAw8/Zj_rkF5d_hE/s320/photo9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; NAFA Friends meet up: The Cheryls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cs4QPhwPeWo/TwKCApR7u6I/AAAAAAAAAww/ETEw1HJgTs4/s1600/photo8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693255826542410658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cs4QPhwPeWo/TwKCApR7u6I/AAAAAAAAAww/ETEw1HJgTs4/s320/photo8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Dinner: Popeyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5-_6q6sLd9w/TwKCAUkpbHI/AAAAAAAAAwg/BYaYADMEQrs/s1600/photo7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693255820983757938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5-_6q6sLd9w/TwKCAUkpbHI/AAAAAAAAAwg/BYaYADMEQrs/s320/photo7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cherie Chen Xueling LOL funny how i rem her full name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VO7pEvliJj0/TwKCAVt6iTI/AAAAAAAAAwY/aMT94rLjYJY/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693255821291063602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VO7pEvliJj0/TwKCAVt6iTI/AAAAAAAAAwY/aMT94rLjYJY/s320/photo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;End Of Year celebration on the rooftop! Self made rocket still seem simply awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MV0YUAuylfU/TwKAvfHGUtI/AAAAAAAAAwM/1NXis49RguA/s1600/photo6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693254432243208914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MV0YUAuylfU/TwKAvfHGUtI/AAAAAAAAAwM/1NXis49RguA/s320/photo6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693254415259353826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9rGFMlUCElw/TwKAuf11QuI/AAAAAAAAAvk/S4Un9qbAo0M/s320/photo3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;THE Maze at Teen's Camp&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693254415599575906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbzfNbhZ4a0/TwKAuhG8o2I/AAAAAAAAAwA/CA5pb8MT3TU/s320/photo4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693254416314384066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2tL_0OiWBI/TwKAujxXvsI/AAAAAAAAAvs/r3UU0G9ZPn8/s320/photo5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tany fooling around with the dry ice..LOLs&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693254413299691890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g_NeVrq4KFg/TwKAuYinMXI/AAAAAAAAAvc/u9omr2_LpmA/s320/photo2.JPG" /&gt; The rest of the dry ice used during the all time fav candle soccer. Julian in the background FY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sure what's with the blue underline. been reading up html but cant solve this one :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going out with mum to see a doc now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*/yamgnap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-6469788761686103780?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/6469788761686103780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/6469788761686103780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2012_01_03_archive.html#6469788761686103780' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UlQ9FzZdDIg/TwKCBRbzQOI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bI69KqXTp7s/s72-c/photo10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-4878628398381056307</id><published>2011-12-31T10:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T10:45:20.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life transitions yallll'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging from my iPhone now! In HTML format cos iPhone cannot type in blogger hurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bargained with K yesterday to let me end work earlier, so ending on the first week instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of the second week! Happy! Really feel that I should be moving on, not only cos it's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting boring but also meaningless. If it's meaningful and boring I still can tahan.. But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I find no reason to be there, it's a dangerous place to be in. And knowing myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find reasons pretty easily. Eg good for my growth blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I stop work, I'm gona do the following things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;join a dance club and dance at leaest once every week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep at least by 1am plus and wake up latest 10am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take up another piano student if the opportunity arises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find a part time job related to fashion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so I guess I have a fair bit of things to do to not let&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind stop working and also time to think about what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wana do. Eggcitingz much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/yamgnap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-4878628398381056307?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4878628398381056307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4878628398381056307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2011_12_31_archive.html#4878628398381056307' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-357781961988171016</id><published>2011-12-30T17:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T17:44:44.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one year has passed and a new year is coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hou eggcitteess! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gona invest in this new blog to post some photos that I take or really like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-357781961988171016?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/357781961988171016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/357781961988171016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2011_12_30_archive.html#357781961988171016' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-543422887741847990</id><published>2011-12-30T14:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T14:29:46.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello testing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yamgnap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-543422887741847990?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/543422887741847990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/543422887741847990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2011_12_30_archive.html#543422887741847990' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-5177534223450722341</id><published>2011-12-29T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T16:07:19.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello blogging from my iPhone! Woots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]                      [drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-5177534223450722341?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5177534223450722341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5177534223450722341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2011_12_29_archive.html#5177534223450722341' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-7662291594762289874</id><published>2011-12-29T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T16:06:18.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hello testing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-7662291594762289874?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7662291594762289874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7662291594762289874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2011_12_29_archive.html#7662291594762289874' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-889600778975457593</id><published>2011-04-05T01:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T01:39:19.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's so hard to love when you dont "feel" that you should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so hard to love when you dont feel loved back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]                      [drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-889600778975457593?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/889600778975457593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/889600778975457593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2011_04_05_archive.html#889600778975457593' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-1911649567019530389</id><published>2011-03-15T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T22:06:50.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out and up from slumber'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello Blog! haha surprise surprise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been like..how many years since ive blogged and just came back here for fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess my life has been pretty boring the past few months that I've decided to do something new, something different..well in this case something "new" hurhur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess coming back here now can help me organize my thoughts..remember them as I write them down..and not think think think...then do nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO many things changed..last time it's all about God..callings..dreams. Now looking back at my past entries and even my blog entry signature I must say I do feel very nostalgic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had an operation about a month ago..The experience was well..a whole new experience..and of course a painful one. Ever since then I've been mostly confined to my lovely comfy bed throughout the day and resting at home..thinking of what to eat the next day..the next day..and the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the first few days I thought this could be a very good time for me to stop..take a break from all my non stop action activities..and come back to God..renew my relationship with Him..get back on track..whatever, doing what will please Him in just simply coming to Him..But..I'm not sure whether I have achieved what I've set out to do then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that's the naggiest thing that has been in my head whenever I think about my life now. The second naggiest thing is my work..recently I've been eating drowsy pills that makes me wana just well..sleep. Forcing myself to do a bit of work everyday is sort of like an accomplishment to me now but I'll still feel bad coz it's work after all..i'm getting paid man..how can you slack and get paid? it's just not right for my conscience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, I've been watching series after series, movies after movies. That's my favourite past time now..but I almost feel guilty watching coz I still have work to do heh. I even resorted to watch a bit..do work a bit..it works..for a while. Well better than nothing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now taking a look back at the naggiest thing I have in my head. Relationship with God. I realized that I've also been teaching my kids in church about that too. Asking them whether they have a relationship with God. But I know deep down they don't. A part of me believes that they do, and that gives me hope that they are actually taking in all the good stuff. But if they dont have a relationship with God, I'm afraid they are just seat warmers in church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my kids.. this new batch.. or I have at least grown to love them. I felt so lost when I first met them but i felt confident in handling them coz dunlin said they were much easier to handle. But problem is..there are more guys than girls..and recently there were only 3 guys at class..which made the lesson very dull and not interesting without a dynamic group of pple to support the lesson. Ailing laoshi and I both felt very hard to get anything into them..well at least I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just the other day I heard on this audio cd that my parents put in the truck to listen. This guy, that's gona talk at our church soon. I remember this line preettyy weell.. "If you're not re borned, you are not in the Kingdom..and If you're not in the Kingdom you wont see Kingdom things" or at least some thing like that. If my kids at church dont care about what is spiritual or at least things of God..does that mean they are not reborned? not saved? I do think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh God.. Teach me then how to show them your love, that they will be drawn to you..and not to their own desires to be saved or somewhere along that line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still currently waiting for NIE to reply. I really want this. I don't know why but I do.. Maybe it's coz I get a stable income..or I have a chance of doing art again. But in any case.. I'm leaving the matter into God's hands now. If I get it it's God's way and if I don't it's God's way too. That's the idea I'm sticking to. All in all I'll wait..for right times and opportunities on the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did some career tests today. One really good one. I had ranging from the best suitable job 1. Dancer, 2. Actor, 3. Art/music teacher 4. Fashion Designer, 5. School counselor. Well..at first I'm thinking wow it's pretty accurate but not really feasible coz it's hard to work as a dancer in Singapore..not a professional one too. I can be an actor, but the lifestyle is too hectic and the Singapore media business on TV is quite boo boo now. Then comes Art/music teacher! Was pretty satisfied with the test I guess that it'll "guess" my desired profession. Hopefully it's accurate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The explanations were pretty accurate though.. That i'm most motivated when I'm gona like perform or in a lime light role. I find that pretty true. I find myself putting the highest standards on myself or others when it comes to dancing or choreographing. Quite cool huh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I can go for cell this week.. I really feel very "back" in my cell..not being able to catch up with them at all every week and not knowing what they are learning every week too, along with the rest of the church. Bp's one too.. miss hanging out with them and exchanging lots of ideas and mind sets. Oh gosh leg please get better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just bought two new dresses..doesnt really fit coz it's 10 bucks each..but I see what I can do about it. mix and match and all. bought a new mop thingy that aunty valerie uses..quite cool, using alcohol wipes with it. Floor feels much cleaner now. Daiso rocks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents went to meet the people session recently. Wonder how it must have felt for them to go ask MP for help hehe. Anyway, now waiting for letter to either waive off the amount or subsidized or something. Hopefully something! heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to visit Kita and his group project mates tmr for a video thingy! So eggcittinggg!!:) :) I'm not sure how it's gona turn out..maybe it'll motivate me to design more t shirts. Maybe it'll be a start of a new business! lol. yeah back of my head says "like real" as usual. Hope I keep a very open mind about things and stop being so negative or limit myself in any way. God has made us to be Great! we ARE GREAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait to serve in BP again. Miss playing in the band. But I guess God wants me to work more on our relationship before going back ba. As sherlyn says.."you sure you can? when you sit with the congregation at least you can hold on to the seats in front, but when you're up there on stage you can only hold the mike" haha..oh sherlyn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I find that I cant worship God anymore.. or at least in Lishi when I'm with the congregation. In YC..can..is it a mindset? Is it a spiritual thing? I really am curious to know. If I can worship God elsewhere, that means I can worship God anywhere. But it's just really hard..really really hard in Lishi and I'm getting worried there's something wrong. Worst thing is I dont know what's the problem. Gets on my nerves sometimes during worship..like why can't i just worship? then I'll start giving myself reasons like..ohh my relationship with God aint good enough. Or I just dont dare to express myself coz that's what usually happens when I really worship God!.. I start singing really loudly, in different parts, waving my head, hands, body etc..being free in the presence of God. Now thinking of that I wouldnt dare do it. Sometimes when I really get down to doing it, it becomes a reason for me to influence others to do the same. I guess I'll fall on other side of it but just that I've been falling on the "bad" side more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear God, would you reveal to me why I'm like that in Lishi? Please? Maybe it'll be the same reason why every one else feels too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okie till next time, thanks for being here bloggie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]                      [drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-1911649567019530389?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/1911649567019530389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/1911649567019530389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2011_03_15_archive.html#1911649567019530389' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-168191939063126554</id><published>2008-06-15T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T01:51:38.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snibbits'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/SFQBnVO4opI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/C7hqj0x7flM/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211792444000608914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/SFQBnVO4opI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/C7hqj0x7flM/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jigsaw..will never forget you..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yuzi going zi high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oli trying super hard to get other pple to be the same level as her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;michelle laughing at all our childish zi high sessions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;weixiang losing his sanity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;samson stretching whenever he can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leo in his bitch fit :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jasmin in her all composed ahem..slee*coughs* ping mode&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suzanne going "omg i'm so gona cry"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;David sharing on how he's like David cooperfield&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeah you guys really rock :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;btw above is the picture of our emblem, along with the teddy and the remainding mamee monsters and marshmellows we have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meet up soon to finish our qi den zhu game!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/SFQBn_K6zpI/AAAAAAAAAeY/081ux6sgxik/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211792455258263186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/SFQBn_K6zpI/AAAAAAAAAeY/081ux6sgxik/s320/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a picture taken after playing our "waste time" game heehee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/SFQBoDWajsI/AAAAAAAAAeg/_Hd-3mqh4gE/s1600-h/gorgeous.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211792456380223170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/SFQBoDWajsI/AAAAAAAAAeg/_Hd-3mqh4gE/s320/gorgeous.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;more to come!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-168191939063126554?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/168191939063126554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/168191939063126554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_06_15_archive.html#168191939063126554' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/SFQBnVO4opI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/C7hqj0x7flM/s72-c/Image017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-8611008963563517728</id><published>2008-05-26T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T00:41:27.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your love's enough to see the humbled man&lt;br /&gt;Find the cause of Christ, with his outstretched hands&lt;br /&gt;As the crippled grabs his mat to walk&lt;br /&gt;You're enough to save him from the pain he bore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah cant even feel where His love started and ended man..too wide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the beginning to the end..He sees it all. how cool is that&lt;br /&gt;you know whether i'll end this life good or bad (though i would 100% love to end well in life)&lt;br /&gt;to know that God is near and He oversees everything..is enough for me right now where i am&lt;br /&gt;jo chean's sermon today..i felt like it gave a lot of peace to the different generations&lt;br /&gt;like it was setting things in order..knowing that you're normal and all, and you dont have to keep on trying..&lt;br /&gt;that's for me..i guess for some others it maybe a reminder for them to transit well and obey&lt;br /&gt;thank you tany for the lil reminders too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry gor i gave you some random thoughtless answer when you asked what i thought about today's sermon..haha really no ambience to talk about it then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;would you love me no matter what you see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no matter what you hear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no matter how things seem to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;would you love me no matter what you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no matter how the winds of life may blow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this one thing i know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this one thing i know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that you still love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God you still love me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-8611008963563517728?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8611008963563517728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8611008963563517728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_05_26_archive.html#8611008963563517728' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-2287693097170276033</id><published>2008-05-24T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:34:45.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If ever one day God asks you to do whatever He wants you to do for a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Your actions follow your beliefs.” - Facing the Giants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GSS&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-2287693097170276033?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2287693097170276033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2287693097170276033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_05_24_archive.html#2287693097170276033' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-2987523047221867464</id><published>2008-05-15T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:52:27.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Read the Bible for instruction. Read it for inspiration. Read it for insight. Read it out of duty. Read it out of curiosity. Read it out of wonder. Whatever you do, read it. Not to read the Bible is to misunderstand God's mind and miss His heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-WOODROW KROLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-2987523047221867464?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2987523047221867464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2987523047221867464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_05_15_archive.html#2987523047221867464' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-8102710564932151769</id><published>2008-05-03T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:50:09.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deepest condolence'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some would say that you can not be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some would say that you are far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know you’re the God who&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; lives in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you will always have my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are good&lt;/span&gt; and your love endures forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are good&lt;/span&gt; and your love endures forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are good&lt;/span&gt; and your love endures forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are good&lt;/span&gt;, you are good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the only one, you are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the one that I desire,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;only one&lt;/span&gt;, my King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and let this song be true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-8102710564932151769?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8102710564932151769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8102710564932151769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_05_03_archive.html#8102710564932151769' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-9061852353830715818</id><published>2008-04-27T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T00:33:32.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what makes me different from the pple i see walking on the streets?&lt;br /&gt;what makes me a christian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel i'm just so sucked into the way of the world&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for the lil nugget reminders He gives, in every area of my life somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnt so many things even though i think this period is one of my "downest" (hurhur) period in my life with God. i guess it's really a lot of humbling and refining of my faith..putting it to test to see whether it's genuine or not..so that on the day He comes back, all glory, honour and praise will be to Him. it's not nice at all to be humbled but God wont settle for less in moulding us and presenting us faultless before Him when we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being inferior is actually pride turned inside out. when i cant accept who i really am, along with the imperfection and all, i'll tend to be insecure, always afraid someday somehow someone will find out that i'm not that good after all. which is true. just need to accept that everyone's not perfect and that we're all learning and spurring each other on in doing good deeds. (CHURCH COMMUNITY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wana do my best for God for assessment. but i keep being discouraged by the fact that i'm not as good as other pple. But thanks to my cell mates in teens and bp. you guys really helped me a lot. in many ways :) lol. motivations.hurhur. and yes glorify Him thru works that make jaws drop. unimaginable for me coz i keep limiting God by my own limitations heh. GB man..God's BiGGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had such a lovely lovely day today:)&lt;br /&gt;spent time with many of my loved ones :)&lt;br /&gt;big heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andthoughipraiseyouintears.&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-9061852353830715818?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/9061852353830715818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/9061852353830715818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_04_27_archive.html#9061852353830715818' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-2489709367794794756</id><published>2008-04-10T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T17:11:41.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R_3YwTfBUJI/AAAAAAAAAeA/_UtPHO6BRH4/s1600-h/at+the+stylish+30s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187540670176383122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R_3YwTfBUJI/AAAAAAAAAeA/_UtPHO6BRH4/s320/at+the+stylish+30s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at the museum :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R_3YwjfBUKI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sr4ajXJ_ZGc/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187540674471350434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R_3YwjfBUKI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sr4ajXJ_ZGc/s320/us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cheryl, cherie, me and nad :):):):)..cheryl ann is missing:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;love you gurls man.you make sch a much much better place:) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-2489709367794794756?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2489709367794794756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2489709367794794756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_04_10_archive.html#2489709367794794756' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R_3YwTfBUJI/AAAAAAAAAeA/_UtPHO6BRH4/s72-c/at+the+stylish+30s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-2403661383373959332</id><published>2008-04-06T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T23:51:09.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we went for a visit&lt;br /&gt;to see my grandma&lt;br /&gt;was late and she was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;woke her up and saw her beautiful familiar smile&lt;br /&gt;held her hand and she held back..dearly.&lt;br /&gt;she talked about many things.&lt;br /&gt;asking her usual questions.."ni chi bao le mar?"&lt;br /&gt;what was funny is that she cant rem where she was&lt;br /&gt;she kept thinking she was at our house instead of our uncle's..twice&lt;br /&gt;my mum said her thoughts got mixed up coz we woke her up during her usual sleep&lt;br /&gt;though i couldnt understand half the things she was talking about&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed her presence.&lt;br /&gt;used to think she was irritating coz she cant stop talking&lt;br /&gt;my older bro prayed for her..&lt;br /&gt;can only rem the line " thank you for ah ma for she gave life to all of us"&lt;br /&gt;before we left&lt;br /&gt;my mum gave her a kiss, and rubbed her nose against hers.&lt;br /&gt;my heart literally stopped&lt;br /&gt;didnt think that my mum could be so close to her.&lt;br /&gt;remembering all the mean stuff they would say to each other.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know she's not gona stay for long.&lt;br /&gt;mum just said she's hurting at her stomach area.&lt;br /&gt;cousin dao li asked us to visit her more often coz she misses us.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i admit i havent been visiting her much.&lt;br /&gt;not many chances left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-2403661383373959332?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2403661383373959332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2403661383373959332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_04_06_archive.html#2403661383373959332' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-1588310558754652876</id><published>2008-04-01T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T22:43:43.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we will miss you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but we will see you again soon aunty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;at a place where there are no tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no sin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;idontknowwhattodo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-1588310558754652876?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/1588310558754652876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/1588310558754652876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#1588310558754652876' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-2378405625742267743</id><published>2008-03-25T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:10:19.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Via Dolorosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Down the Via Dolorosa, in Jerusalem that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;the soldiers tried to clear the narrow street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;but the crowd pressed in to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;the man condemned to die on calvary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;He was bleeding from a beating and there were strikes upon His back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;and He wore a crown of thorns upon His head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;and He bore with every step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;the scorn of those who cried out for His death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Down the Via Dolorosa called the way of suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Like a lamb came the Messiah, Christ the King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;But He chose to walk that road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;out of His love for you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Down the Via Dolorosa all the way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;to calvary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;____________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to describe but the emotions flowing out of these words plus the song is tremendous!&lt;br /&gt;reminded me of the day where Ian shared about following Jesus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a follower of Jesus know no limit&lt;br /&gt;he knows the price that was paid for him&lt;br /&gt;even though it is impossible to repay what was done for him&lt;br /&gt;he tries with keeping his time with his father in heaven each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;a simple yet powerful time to help him with each day&lt;br /&gt;to live a life that brings God's presence wherever he goes.&lt;br /&gt;giving hope to the hopeless&lt;br /&gt;love, to the unlovely.&lt;br /&gt;dying to himself is a top priority&lt;br /&gt;struggles are steps bringing him closer to the father's heart.&lt;br /&gt;and when all else fails..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's grace and mercy is always there to catch whenever he falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our God is good, forever -&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181695359213791218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="231" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R-kUebQ6Z_I/AAAAAAAAAdo/Bdo_ibXlvoM/s320/old+old+photo.jpg" width="346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;through the years babbyy!! -there's Ian, Vic, and Jing.duno who's the uncle behind!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181695363508758530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R-kUerQ6aAI/AAAAAAAAAdw/VKDgOkPGxHs/s320/Pretty+sam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.this is for you sam taken at luke's wedding! Lovely Girl :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181695372098693138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R-kUfLQ6aBI/AAAAAAAAAd4/f9FyK1dGssQ/s320/ooooo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;misses :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1+1=1&lt;/p&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-2378405625742267743?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2378405625742267743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2378405625742267743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_03_25_archive.html#2378405625742267743' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R-kUebQ6Z_I/AAAAAAAAAdo/Bdo_ibXlvoM/s72-c/old+old+photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-4917011605850552474</id><published>2008-03-23T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:22:09.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;pictures from ! JTBHJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----mission #102 :CLUEDO -----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wish i could get more photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R-Zxq7Q6Z9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/2EjvB4J1FBM/s1600-h/beside+the+deceased.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180953403613407186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R-Zxq7Q6Z9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/2EjvB4J1FBM/s320/beside+the+deceased.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beside the deceased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R-ZxrbQ6Z-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/nD4iUEz7ncg/s1600-h/crazy+lab+partner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180953412203341794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R-ZxrbQ6Z-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/nD4iUEz7ncg/s320/crazy+lab+partner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my crazy lab partner :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you God:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-4917011605850552474?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4917011605850552474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4917011605850552474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_03_23_archive.html#4917011605850552474' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R-Zxq7Q6Z9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/2EjvB4J1FBM/s72-c/beside+the+deceased.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-8480928968583016244</id><published>2008-03-10T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T00:30:26.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a day to remember'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess what they say about not treasuring something till they are gone is somewhat true. and when it happens to you..that's when it really hits you..that something we love so much is always there, just that we dint take notice of it or we ignore it, take advantage of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;makeitcount&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-8480928968583016244?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8480928968583016244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8480928968583016244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_03_10_archive.html#8480928968583016244' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-1181500779686971295</id><published>2008-03-01T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T02:00:48.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roller blades for holidays?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha...so i got it all wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRIDE is our cancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's been revealing so much so much to me&lt;br /&gt;so much so that He has motivated me to live my life to the fullest&lt;br /&gt;inspiring me to do things that i never thought i would do but would love to do so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much joy and much freedom God is giving me :)&lt;br /&gt;and a bigger picture of what life is meant to be&lt;br /&gt;though i know i still cant truely grasp it&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy God has led me to this stage :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISSING YVONNE ALERTTTTT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais. though i havent really felt the punch yet&lt;br /&gt;coz now i'm currently talking to her&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure gona miss that sensible girl that sits at the side every sunday at DG&lt;br /&gt;that's always willing to listen to all the rubbish i say&lt;br /&gt;and laugh at every joke that i tell that isnt laughable at all most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes enwei..i'm updating prolly coz you encouraged me to&lt;br /&gt;hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thesweetestthing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-1181500779686971295?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/1181500779686971295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/1181500779686971295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1181500779686971295' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-3431666260615049583</id><published>2008-02-17T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T01:10:21.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;so this is our cancer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord your grace is too immense for us to take&lt;br /&gt;now it's just the foundation of our zeal and passion for You&lt;br /&gt;strike us down Lord for the glory of You&lt;br /&gt;that we may truely know who You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YouShine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-3431666260615049583?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3431666260615049583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3431666260615049583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_02_17_archive.html#3431666260615049583' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-7948039406615605257</id><published>2008-02-16T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T02:58:40.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are my freedom&lt;br /&gt;Jesus you're the reason&lt;br /&gt;I'm kneeling again at your throne&lt;br /&gt;Where would I be without you&lt;br /&gt;Here in my life&lt;br /&gt;Here in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..where will i be man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-7948039406615605257?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7948039406615605257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7948039406615605257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_02_16_archive.html#7948039406615605257' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-2809915197189569643</id><published>2008-02-15T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T02:55:39.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R7Rt1dXxfPI/AAAAAAAAAcw/6Z5aB9fy9Qw/s1600-h/IMGP4014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166875437685636338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R7Rt1dXxfPI/AAAAAAAAAcw/6Z5aB9fy9Qw/s320/IMGP4014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R7Rt2NXxfQI/AAAAAAAAAc4/SrSePqNmS0I/s1600-h/IMGP4018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166875450570538242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R7Rt2NXxfQI/AAAAAAAAAc4/SrSePqNmS0I/s320/IMGP4018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R7Rt2tXxfRI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ESoVzqFcTe0/s1600-h/IMGP4019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166875459160472850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R7Rt2tXxfRI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ESoVzqFcTe0/s320/IMGP4019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R7Rt3dXxfSI/AAAAAAAAAdI/PNIgmX17zSc/s1600-h/IMGP4020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166875472045374754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R7Rt3dXxfSI/AAAAAAAAAdI/PNIgmX17zSc/s320/IMGP4020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R7Rt4NXxfTI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/VphurlgeGv0/s1600-h/IMGP4027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166875484930276658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R7Rt4NXxfTI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/VphurlgeGv0/s320/IMGP4027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for taking so long to post all these photos!&lt;br /&gt;happy Vday you lovelies out there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-2809915197189569643?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2809915197189569643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2809915197189569643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_02_15_archive.html#2809915197189569643' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R7Rt1dXxfPI/AAAAAAAAAcw/6Z5aB9fy9Qw/s72-c/IMGP4014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-5238726592451575317</id><published>2008-02-08T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T01:07:36.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNY'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR ONE AND ALL!&lt;br /&gt;tis the season to be jolly still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R6sutavUh-I/AAAAAAAAAb4/rZlgD9v9oH8/s1600-h/IMGP3959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164272755517196258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R6sutavUh-I/AAAAAAAAAb4/rZlgD9v9oH8/s320/IMGP3959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from right, &lt;strong&gt;ENLI, ANG KAH HUAT&lt;/strong&gt; and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R6suuavUh_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/9bclj7ZyqOQ/s1600-h/IMGP3960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164272772697065458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R6suuavUh_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/9bclj7ZyqOQ/s320/IMGP3960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; us again :)..every year without fail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R6suu6vUiAI/AAAAAAAAAcI/pYBUlXiul60/s1600-h/IMGP3977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164272781287000066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R6suu6vUiAI/AAAAAAAAAcI/pYBUlXiul60/s320/IMGP3977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahahaahahahah XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R6suvavUiBI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/HLOESm2UQZI/s1600-h/IMGP3983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164272789876934674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R6suvavUiBI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/HLOESm2UQZI/s320/IMGP3983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; crazy pics before going to our uncle's house for dinner X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164275809238943778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R6sxfKvUiCI/AAAAAAAAAcY/zGFsetmuFeo/s320/IMGP3974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164275817828878386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R6sxfqvUiDI/AAAAAAAAAcg/g-qpskyVgpY/s320/IMGP3995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the beautiful super woman of the pang family :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164275830713780290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R6sxgavUiEI/AAAAAAAAAco/ZMmCTTaKwrg/s320/IMGP3976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;round one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-5238726592451575317?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5238726592451575317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5238726592451575317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_02_08_archive.html#5238726592451575317' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R6sutavUh-I/AAAAAAAAAb4/rZlgD9v9oH8/s72-c/IMGP3959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-7552327611459329166</id><published>2008-01-19T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T01:56:26.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Reality check 1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am a growing woman and I am turning 19 this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reality check 2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am studying in NAFA taking a DIPLOMA course and not just a mere art club session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reality check 3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am a christian, training to be a person that bears His name, to bring honour to Him in doing great and powerful things in the destiny that He has called me to. Also, growing more and more in His image every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amen amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;DeborahDecotta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-7552327611459329166?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7552327611459329166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7552327611459329166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_01_19_archive.html#7552327611459329166' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-2774930607126767340</id><published>2008-01-15T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T23:39:32.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155723779757672066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R4zPdiR9hoI/AAAAAAAAAbw/dBFgmgtL0VI/s320/IMGP3800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left, jiahao, ianwong, eddie, dawn, jing, queen, polar, jeannie, jas sia and reggie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:):):):):):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanksgiving was superb!hip hip hurraayy!the programs werent the greatest, the games werent the best but we had the greatest God, Pastor, Leaders, friends all present at the same carpark!&lt;br /&gt;what more can we ask for:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some pictures from BINTAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155717788278294050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R4zKAyR9hiI/AAAAAAAAAbA/D9ztkU_byPw/s320/IMGP3790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this is where we touched down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R4zKASR9hhI/AAAAAAAAAa4/RCGAANwJGgE/s1600-h/IMGP3759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155717779688359442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R4zKASR9hhI/AAAAAAAAAa4/RCGAANwJGgE/s320/IMGP3759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is where we stayed:) shiokalicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R4zKBSR9hjI/AAAAAAAAAbI/ejGYQTElZ0Q/s1600-h/IMGP3776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155717796868228658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R4zKBSR9hjI/AAAAAAAAAbI/ejGYQTElZ0Q/s320/IMGP3776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is where we ate our breakfast!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155723766872770162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R4zPcyR9hnI/AAAAAAAAAbo/KQVgG1QS5p8/s320/IMGP3774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Played grabble (5 words and above), volleyball, swimming cranium, cards and many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155721026683635266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R4zM9SR9hkI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/sbYQtvFrpzI/s320/IMGP3765.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;presenting to you the coke gang.hurhur.X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155721039568537170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R4zM-CR9hlI/AAAAAAAAAbY/LDh6LqwfNbk/s320/IMGP3768.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and this is the comeback of Peter walking on water! :D&lt;br /&gt;yeah and if you see clearer it's actually puipui.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155721056748406370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R4zM_CR9hmI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ouEqa9IE0J4/s320/IMGP3770.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jay unleashing his cooking powers, stirring two curry pots at one go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;oh yeah, the cooks from the bintan trip did a really good job in feeding us good food!thumbs up!:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bintan was so good coz of the pple that went there and made it so memorable:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cheers to all bintan boys and girls!:D&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Psalms 42 :10-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My bones suffer mortal agony as my foes taunt me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying to me all day long,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Where is your God?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wha are you downcast, O my soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so disturbed within me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Put your hope in God,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for I will yet praise him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my Savior and my God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's crazy to think about how much the world ignores God. to think that everyone live their lives on and on and not knowing there is something so much deeper so much more purposeful stored up for them. it's back to sch and the feeling of people just living life coz "that's just the way it is" is getting to me, telling me "just live". But i'm thankful for the sun that reminds me of God's promise of sustaining and working in everyone's lives. Brings me back to that place.yeah.that place:) and i guess this sem we wont be using much TGIF..we'll be using TGIW(ednesday) instead coz there's no sch on wed!RAWKETS MY SAWKETS :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God Loves You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LISTEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remeber your daily dose.&lt;/strong&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/6462637-2774930607126767340?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2774930607126767340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2774930607126767340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_01_15_archive.html#2774930607126767340' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R4zPdiR9hoI/AAAAAAAAAbw/dBFgmgtL0VI/s72-c/IMGP3800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-8088659479570117779</id><published>2008-01-07T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T01:18:39.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>three things i really really wana do in Bintan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.set things right in heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;2.get my appetite back&lt;br /&gt;3.go crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that when i do something else rather than these three..&lt;br /&gt;i'll think back on this post and quickly set things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;additional stuff will include things like..&lt;br /&gt;get a good tan or something.hurhur..&lt;br /&gt;super not my main concern but owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GodisgoodallthetimeallthetimeGodisgood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-8088659479570117779?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8088659479570117779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8088659479570117779'/><link 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die!"&lt;br /&gt;then after a while..kinda realised i did alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy to see miao again..&lt;br /&gt;was semi suffering from the absence of her and her funny jokes.&lt;br /&gt;and somemore vic was there to compliment it all!ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;combo sia X)&lt;br /&gt;rawkets my sawkets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for thanksgiving and bpmc's "hong xing da jiang"&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to see everyone dress up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tong xiao at ky was a success!&lt;br /&gt;probably worked due to the pple who were there..rawks:)&lt;br /&gt;there was soccer..table tennis..foos ball..the jamming group..bridge and grabble.&lt;br /&gt;mann seeing the guys play soccer always makes me go wow.&lt;br /&gt;i cant imagine the passion and the mmpphh going on inside&lt;br /&gt;must be woohoo mans.&lt;br /&gt;table tennis was hilarious esp when you had to say a name or a food&lt;br /&gt;whenever you hit the ball!whaha..funnay.X)&lt;br /&gt;then there was foosball..at around 5 plus 6, teams gathered to play&lt;br /&gt;and the losing team had to dance around the living rm doing some funny action.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;grabble dint last for very long coz we all had to do something that could keep us awake.&lt;br /&gt;and not drain us mentally.loll..&lt;br /&gt;but the girls kinda had another round at 7 plus in the morning.woots&lt;br /&gt;really very qiang.thumbs up to them!&lt;br /&gt;oh mann..and the jamming group.&lt;br /&gt;love it when all the instruments got together man.ahhhh..&lt;br /&gt;the power of music.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can get to be involved in something like that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BINTAN.&lt;br /&gt;7 8 9&lt;br /&gt;oh man..i'm so excited yet quite scared also&lt;br /&gt;coz everyone that is gg is older than me..&lt;br /&gt;or rather..MUCH older than me.&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;but i know i'll enjoy myself.&lt;br /&gt;and i really wana get to know the pple that are gg too.&lt;br /&gt;and as the saying goes.&lt;br /&gt;there's always a first time to everything!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch's staring on the 14th&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to know my new teachers and modules.&lt;br /&gt;it's gona be more challenging.&lt;br /&gt;gotta uphold my good grades and persevere!&lt;br /&gt;distractions aside&lt;br /&gt;my position in God secure&lt;br /&gt;my vision more clear in year 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amen amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;asi'mlivingasyourchildvictoriousandfree&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-6206078581650971179?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/6206078581650971179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/6206078581650971179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2008_01_03_archive.html#6206078581650971179' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-8682010994266036139</id><published>2007-12-25T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T01:15:29.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>merry christmas!&lt;br /&gt;erm.&lt;br /&gt;and happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;i must say this year's xmas is very different for me&lt;br /&gt;not enuff time to buy gifts.&lt;br /&gt;no mood to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;quite sad actually.&lt;br /&gt;like it was just another day..hmm&lt;br /&gt;wanted to do something about it but dint know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;currently missing serving in alpha camp&lt;br /&gt;due to the xmas party which was something like alpha camp part 2.&lt;br /&gt;really excited for ycite camp&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for all the fellowship and sessions&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for my friend , Cheryl Tan to know more about God and the ky family!&lt;br /&gt;must rem to bring&lt;br /&gt;towel&lt;br /&gt;charger&lt;br /&gt;towel&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;and charger&lt;br /&gt;just thinking of the pple gg for camp really gets my heart tingling!&lt;br /&gt;yay:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i msged my dad in indo&lt;br /&gt;i thank God He helped me do that.&lt;br /&gt;coz i really got a msg back that really touched my heart.&lt;br /&gt;never felt that close to my dad b4.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th is enwei day&lt;br /&gt;30th is cell day and charmain khoo's day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;show the world that God isnt a God of religion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but a God of relationships.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-hannah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh i should be sleeping now.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go at 12 plus..&lt;br /&gt;but ended up playing some sea species game with aly.&lt;br /&gt;lol!loved it though.&lt;br /&gt;never had such nice long convos with pple for such a long time&lt;br /&gt;really appreciate all the convos today.yay:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Godcome&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-8682010994266036139?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8682010994266036139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8682010994266036139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_12_25_archive.html#8682010994266036139' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-6301124414657924170</id><published>2007-12-11T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T02:10:48.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Leaving for the "Last Flight J316" in a few hours time!&lt;br /&gt;feeling now:&lt;br /&gt;scared&lt;br /&gt;inadequate&lt;br /&gt;tired&lt;br /&gt;uneasy&lt;br /&gt;doubtful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know God is gona do lots of stuff in this camp.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just afraid that i'll doubt God's work and His might&lt;br /&gt;gotta live the life that God has called me to&lt;br /&gt;and answer to all who finds it weird.&lt;br /&gt;and do what i'm supposed to do when others arent.&lt;br /&gt;_____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's not about bpmc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's about who i am as a person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-6301124414657924170?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/6301124414657924170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/6301124414657924170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_12_11_archive.html#6301124414657924170' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-270228307446897220</id><published>2007-12-02T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T01:54:18.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a reason to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a reason to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a reason to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a reason to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;strive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a reason to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a reason to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-friends-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;what a day man!&lt;br /&gt;matt's bday was a success!ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;really gotta thanks the siew parents for the treat.food was awesome&lt;br /&gt;thankew sharon for fixing up the video.despite her busy schedule.&lt;br /&gt;wish you were there with us:)&lt;br /&gt;and matto.it's our honour to have you as our friend:)&lt;br /&gt;may you savour every bit of the video!&lt;br /&gt;esp the last part!ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;*sniff sniff* X)&lt;br /&gt;______________&lt;br /&gt;the thailand mission trippers are gg off tmr...mm..later..&lt;br /&gt;so excited for them.gona miss them much though.&lt;br /&gt;may they bless the pple there much much&lt;br /&gt;_____________&lt;br /&gt;T3 is SUPER NICE AND BIG&lt;br /&gt;really thank the organisers for doing up all the stuffz&lt;br /&gt;a lot of effort has been put in..looking at the story line and all&lt;br /&gt;hope you guys had a great time&lt;br /&gt;______________&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can see jonsies tmr!&lt;br /&gt;but possiblities are low..:(&lt;br /&gt;ohwell..&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;CANT WAIT FOR JYC CAMP OMG&lt;br /&gt;gonaa meet up with the legendary primary 6s.lol!&lt;br /&gt;hope i'll know how to communicate with them.&lt;br /&gt;lots of transformation's gona happen in jyc camp!&lt;br /&gt;may God's will be done.&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord i'll love you&lt;br /&gt;no matter what i see&lt;br /&gt;no matter what i hear&lt;br /&gt;no matter how things seem to be&lt;br /&gt;Lord i'll love you&lt;br /&gt;no matter what i know&lt;br /&gt;no matter how the winds of life may blow&lt;br /&gt;this one thing i know&lt;br /&gt;this one think i know&lt;br /&gt;that you are faithful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..if we are faithless, He remains faithful. He cannot deny Himself." 2 timothy2:13b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-270228307446897220?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/270228307446897220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/270228307446897220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_12_02_archive.html#270228307446897220' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-8779002319913671623</id><published>2007-11-30T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T03:04:27.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R08MvWO5_7I/AAAAAAAAAaw/o62sejSgZpE/s1600-h/File0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138339707414511538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R08MvWO5_7I/AAAAAAAAAaw/o62sejSgZpE/s400/File0073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lord help me to stay strong.&lt;br /&gt;I know you will pull me through just like any other trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R08MkWO5_6I/AAAAAAAAAao/-i_ZLavWAKA/s1600-h/File0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shanglewodebolixin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-8779002319913671623?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8779002319913671623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8779002319913671623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_11_30_archive.html#8779002319913671623' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/R08MvWO5_7I/AAAAAAAAAaw/o62sejSgZpE/s72-c/File0073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-2084046368471476318</id><published>2007-11-29T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T02:30:03.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;it's amazing how&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a 50cent coin or a dollar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and a table..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can make a room of pple go crazy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wahahahahha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seriously man..i want all my friends to learn this simple yet hilarious game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPER FUN CAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry to&lt;br /&gt;miao&lt;br /&gt;daozhi&lt;br /&gt;xiaoyang&lt;br /&gt;benwu&lt;br /&gt;tany&lt;br /&gt;ally&lt;br /&gt;and many others which i know i cant rem&lt;br /&gt;for replying so late in msn convos&lt;br /&gt;hen bao qian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ah gong thanks for talking to me and just sharing with me what you think. really treasure your words a lot!glad we've got to catch up so much:) thanks for being such a friend:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven years.alright babbyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what'syouridentity?-jyc&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-2084046368471476318?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2084046368471476318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2084046368471476318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_11_29_archive.html#2084046368471476318' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-9153179115195036968</id><published>2007-11-28T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T01:43:47.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wonder if there's gona be a proper closure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been so long.and i dont like things to be hanging around like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-9153179115195036968?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/9153179115195036968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/9153179115195036968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_11_28_archive.html#9153179115195036968' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-1020608551509710275</id><published>2007-11-26T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T00:30:48.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holy dissatisfaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running towards your giants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finding your desti&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothingness/glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man's praise=0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's praise=everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-1020608551509710275?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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faces..doing the familiar things..observing the "always surprising" stuff..&lt;br /&gt;oh joy:)&lt;br /&gt;slipped a chopstick and placed glasses at the wrong basket today&lt;br /&gt;but things were still okay.lol..&lt;br /&gt;a lil changes here and there..&lt;br /&gt;a girl that came in later than me is now my ASSISTANT MANAGER!LOL&lt;br /&gt;prices for desserts, juices and some seafood went up like .WHOO...&lt;br /&gt;coming back to pp..i found myself different.&lt;br /&gt;i rem being afraid of going to work.&lt;br /&gt;now i go to work wanting to improve myself.&lt;br /&gt;thank God for the work He has done in me mans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle paul aka boss, " may may..must pray for God to give you a hearing heart yeah? you know when solomon prayed for wisdom he actually prayed for a hearing heart?the wisdom that solomon mentioned in greek terms horh..is actually a hearing heart you know! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you uncle paul once again for your "nuggets from God" sessions :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with hasvindddddddd..elann..vogan.:S&lt;br /&gt;lol.so cool to catch up with him n all..talk about all the irrelevant stuff&lt;br /&gt;and hasvind if you are ever gona read this.&lt;br /&gt;i hope that one day you'll think that praying for Singapore is not funny yeah&lt;br /&gt;treasure you a lot brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prayer meeting was.&lt;br /&gt;indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;seeking God, letting God search our hearts, talk to our spirit man&lt;br /&gt;great fellowship and sharing.&lt;br /&gt;sensing God's heart, God's Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;ahhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;God will make a way&lt;br /&gt;where there seems to be no way&lt;br /&gt;He works in ways we cannot see&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way for me&lt;br /&gt;He will be my guide&lt;br /&gt;hold me closely to His side&lt;br /&gt;with love and strength for each new day&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soulvsspiritman&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-2794586883880135584?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2794586883880135584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2794586883880135584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_11_21_archive.html#2794586883880135584' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-3773578389206581528</id><published>2007-11-17T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T02:24:09.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont want to be stuck in _______&lt;br /&gt;i just realise that&lt;br /&gt;when i said it out in words today..finally.&lt;br /&gt;out of the four walls.&lt;br /&gt;out of your own mind.&lt;br /&gt;can be quite scary.&lt;br /&gt;can look quite wrong.&lt;br /&gt;a whole ambiguity about it.&lt;br /&gt;but still.something wants to BREAK FREE.woots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;if it really happens.&lt;br /&gt;where will i be?&lt;br /&gt;would i be coming back to the same old place again?&lt;br /&gt;i guess so. but things will definitely wont be the same.&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention i hate changes?&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;but yeah.step out of your comfort zone may may.&lt;br /&gt;life is not all about _______&lt;br /&gt;it's about..so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i went out with a hot date with dawn.&lt;br /&gt;lovely leader, lovely woman of God&lt;br /&gt;it was such a blessing to open up myself to her.&lt;br /&gt;i rem the first time she came to yc..&lt;br /&gt;she's like.. you no friend no talk!lol&lt;br /&gt;super dao super scary.&lt;br /&gt;but now.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;thank you God for your miracles&lt;br /&gt;quoting dawn:&lt;br /&gt;"treating something so intengible, intengibly."&lt;br /&gt;that's how our relationship with God is like.&lt;br /&gt;how cool it that:)&lt;br /&gt;i really want to be more open with my relationship with God&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i'll say things like&lt;br /&gt;"aiyarh they wont understand.."&lt;br /&gt;"aiyarh i wont be able to explain it.."&lt;br /&gt;but dawn expresses it in such simple ways like..&lt;br /&gt;"thank God for a parking lot!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;am i ashamed of my relationship with God?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for.&lt;br /&gt;jyc camp&lt;br /&gt;teens camp&lt;br /&gt;alpha camp&lt;br /&gt;christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to start working at PP man.&lt;br /&gt;everyday thinking about going out going out..&lt;br /&gt;always thinking about expenditure but not the income.&lt;br /&gt;God reminded me about it twice in a day&lt;br /&gt;yeah...PP here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been playing 02jam recently.&lt;br /&gt;it's really fun playing with the siews and all&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah SAM!&lt;br /&gt;if you're reading this.&lt;br /&gt;Matt got owned twice:)&lt;br /&gt;hahahh..dont worry matt.you're still very pro.X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;coz i need you Jesus&lt;br /&gt;to come to my rescue&lt;br /&gt;where else can i go&lt;br /&gt;there's no other name by&lt;br /&gt;which i am saved&lt;br /&gt;capture me with grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will follow you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this world has nothing for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord sometimes it's hard following what you want me to do..coz many times i'm so selfish and i wana live the life you gave me in a way that i want it to be. Lord strip away the desires in my heart that my heart will be aligned to your desires. coz my desires have nothing to offer me. Lord come. disillusion me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takemyheartcoziknowyouwontbreakit &lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-3773578389206581528?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3773578389206581528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3773578389206581528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_11_17_archive.html#3773578389206581528' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-1524318259759875061</id><published>2007-11-15T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T01:02:07.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so it was a game that dint appeared to be fun at all but thanks to ben's perseverence we all were BLESSED by it..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis is how the game goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a person starts, writing a sentence..the other person continues the sentence without looking at the previous sentence. so yeah.here are some of our masterpieces..first one i forgot who wrote what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the curtain opened and on the stage was.. so he pants tore into pieces.. so i thrusted my finger into jiahao's nose.. and he dig his nose and flick it away.. he flew out of the window, onto the road, and danced like a mad person.. and so, the coke flew out of his nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ianT says:&lt;br /&gt;suddenly there was a heavy storm&lt;br /&gt;S A M says:&lt;br /&gt;and i was so tired i wasnt really looking&lt;br /&gt;may says:&lt;br /&gt;he/she suddenly jump down the building, transformed, and flew into jiahao's nose.&lt;br /&gt;mAtt says:&lt;br /&gt;and she wished she could do it all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mAtt says:&lt;br /&gt;Tany was running away from ben and jiahao&lt;br /&gt;benw says:&lt;br /&gt;fell into a pile of poo and ate a bit and&lt;br /&gt;may says:&lt;br /&gt;but he/she thought of something else and started running into the jungle banging into trees and monkeys and&lt;br /&gt;S A M says:&lt;br /&gt;and there was an adrenaline rush&lt;br /&gt;ianT says:&lt;br /&gt;i really want all my friends to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;benw says:&lt;br /&gt;matt wants to go jogging but&lt;br /&gt;ianT says:&lt;br /&gt;i feel like dancing with shorts on my head&lt;br /&gt;S A M says:&lt;br /&gt;and he was listening to some hip hop music when&lt;br /&gt;mAtt says:&lt;br /&gt;wishing that it would last forever&lt;br /&gt;may says:&lt;br /&gt;after everything he/she sat down and poured coffee over his/her head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mAtt says:&lt;br /&gt;May thinks that she can get away with anything by smiling&lt;br /&gt;benw says:&lt;br /&gt;he/she decided to be crazy and start to run around screaming but then&lt;br /&gt;may says:&lt;br /&gt;so he/she poured salt all over her shouting "showers of blessings!"&lt;br /&gt;ianT says:&lt;br /&gt;and he/she felt the passion burning within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh goodness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a good relief for my boring days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should really pray about what i should do during my hols&lt;br /&gt;cannot go on like this liaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-1524318259759875061?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/1524318259759875061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/1524318259759875061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_11_15_archive.html#1524318259759875061' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-1077820774824508095</id><published>2007-11-12T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T12:13:06.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4bsGgUclSoo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4bsGgUclSoo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4bsGgUclSoo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4bsGgUclSoo&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-1077820774824508095?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/1077820774824508095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/1077820774824508095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_11_12_archive.html#1077820774824508095' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-4112872091712158166</id><published>2007-11-07T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T01:59:18.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah..you got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell in love with a guy called &lt;strong&gt;Jesus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-4112872091712158166?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4112872091712158166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4112872091712158166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_11_07_archive.html#4112872091712158166' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-3463159786178662180</id><published>2007-10-22T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T22:58:31.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rxy5wLRuwAI/AAAAAAAAAaI/WVYmZBO-IUc/s1600-h/P1000584%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124174713352798210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rxy5wLRuwAI/AAAAAAAAAaI/WVYmZBO-IUc/s320/P1000584%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;missing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rxy5wbRuwBI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/nyFqRX-cEmI/s1600-h/Bandcamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124174717647765522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rxy5wbRuwBI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/nyFqRX-cEmI/s320/Bandcamp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;those days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cant wait..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rxy5wrRuwCI/AAAAAAAAAaY/EanVNu_03Gw/s1600-h/File0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rxy5wrRuwDI/AAAAAAAAAag/1qi30TiYGPU/s1600-h/arnold_newman_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124174721942732850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rxy5wrRuwDI/AAAAAAAAAag/1qi30TiYGPU/s320/arnold_newman_06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;not very cool at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-3463159786178662180?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3463159786178662180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3463159786178662180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_10_22_archive.html#3463159786178662180' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rxy5wLRuwAI/AAAAAAAAAaI/WVYmZBO-IUc/s72-c/P1000584%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-5161710685785163153</id><published>2007-10-18T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T02:52:25.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's &lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt; to give pple a lil scare due to my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol.whether it's a positive or negative response.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;netball tmr!cant wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eddie's bday was &lt;strong&gt;awesome:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hearing about what happened in his entire burfday period&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one can tell that Eddie is one very loved brother indeed:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow i really thank God for breathers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to stop and think about no problems at all, no work at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant stand the whole idea of rushing up stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slowly trying to bring myself out of those situations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;know that Time...isnt as big as God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;happy burfday to dearest yanny..my dearest human partner..love you till the day i die:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope i can talk to someone soon about my priorities and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's always getting out of hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aint a very disciplined person apparently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still am trying to get used to the fact that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only in God i have my identity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;keep on thinking that society, friends, things depict who I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but so far.it has been a wonderful experience:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;pray for jingdi..she's rushing up assignments with her big tummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;pray for william handling lots of sch and church stuff at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pray for alpha camp pple.pray for alpha camp pple.pray for alpha camp pple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tostopemofyingthings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-5161710685785163153?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5161710685785163153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5161710685785163153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_10_18_archive.html#5161710685785163153' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-2435742556022643887</id><published>2007-10-15T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T01:31:13.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121244639418826722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RxJQ3bRuv-I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/jpxcH4Y17Lc/s320/Before.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RxJQ3LRuv9I/AAAAAAAAAZw/skDMzJWGor4/s1600-h/After.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121244635123859410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RxJQ3LRuv9I/AAAAAAAAAZw/skDMzJWGor4/s320/After.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After!!!!............notice that enli's fringe dint change much.LOL.i wana cut somemore for you girl!but it's still totally up to you..lol.had so much fun today with you:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RxJQ3rRuv_I/AAAAAAAAAaA/KiH1sJ7V2EU/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121244643713794034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RxJQ3rRuv_I/AAAAAAAAAaA/KiH1sJ7V2EU/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I look totally different here..omg.macham ACBC aka china doll..lol.but i like my new look:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RxJQSbRuv5I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/lUjzJa22n44/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RxJQTbRuv8I/AAAAAAAAAZo/MpIOXn2rkQI/s1600-h/Act+coolz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121244020943536066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RxJQTbRuv8I/AAAAAAAAAZo/MpIOXn2rkQI/s320/Act+coolz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Sean Tan and Regina Donna Wong showing their really cool shades.Jeannie said Reggie looks like she's gg skiing.hurhur.X).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ps: thanks for the treat Sean!really blessed:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for the jamms to start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BRING ON DA MUSIC MARNNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my name isnt important.but my Father is King.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;slowly now.one by one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-2435742556022643887?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2435742556022643887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2435742556022643887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_10_15_archive.html#2435742556022643887' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RxJQ3bRuv-I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/jpxcH4Y17Lc/s72-c/Before.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-5654300514270810537</id><published>2007-10-12T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T01:01:57.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rw5T5bRuv3I/AAAAAAAAAZE/fvC76Xor8DE/s1600-h/Cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120122072406605682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rw5T5bRuv3I/AAAAAAAAAZE/fvC76Xor8DE/s320/Cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our lil ah nod&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rw5Tb7Ruv1I/AAAAAAAAAY0/bCmiw6RocSo/s1600-h/Funnay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120121565600464722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rw5Tb7Ruv1I/AAAAAAAAAY0/bCmiw6RocSo/s320/Funnay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enli............lol..heartsyou.harrppyy Geraldine:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rw5SG7RuvvI/AAAAAAAAAYE/sgPydzk1bco/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120120105311583986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rw5SG7RuvvI/AAAAAAAAAYE/sgPydzk1bco/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ally the funnnayy..X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rw5SHLRuvwI/AAAAAAAAAYM/yQj-_qa6UpI/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120120109606551298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rw5SHLRuvwI/AAAAAAAAAYM/yQj-_qa6UpI/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KEL LAU:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rw5SJLRuvxI/AAAAAAAAAYU/c5x5gu_hayk/s1600-h/Miao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120120143966289682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rw5SJLRuvxI/AAAAAAAAAYU/c5x5gu_hayk/s200/Miao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sorry miao i couldnt resist!ahahah.you look really cool here:) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120120148261256994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rw5SJbRuvyI/AAAAAAAAAYc/1Fz-q_1shfE/s200/Vic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Vic soo posing just right for da cam.lol.&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120121578485366626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rw5TcrRuv2I/AAAAAAAAAY8/OCRbS9_NiuE/s320/Sunjoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;i've got another flower from the backstage!:)))).i namezzz ittzz SUNJOY &lt;3&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;In Your Freedom I Will Live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;say the word and i will sing for You&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-5654300514270810537?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5654300514270810537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5654300514270810537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_10_12_archive.html#5654300514270810537' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rw5T5bRuv3I/AAAAAAAAAZE/fvC76Xor8DE/s72-c/Cute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-2097553889775270399</id><published>2007-10-08T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T02:26:25.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you hurt me time and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i dont understand why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and it's getting harder and harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;i had a great time at ky today:)&lt;br /&gt;i had a great time at the surprise today:)&lt;br /&gt;though i was half dead&lt;br /&gt;seeing Geraldine's smile beats nothing..even my tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;HARPPY BURFZDAY GIRL.though i know you wont read this.X)&lt;br /&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i belong to no man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pleaserespect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-2097553889775270399?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2097553889775270399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2097553889775270399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_10_08_archive.html#2097553889775270399' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-6309125340493058998</id><published>2007-10-06T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T03:00:16.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at the wedding..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117928044198018770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RwaIcLRuvtI/AAAAAAAAAX0/JzXugRii0jE/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;enli and vons..beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RwaH3rRuvpI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rhLlQpEuW-o/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117927417132793490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RwaH3rRuvpI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rhLlQpEuW-o/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from right, gabby enli and i..lovely lovely!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RwaH37RuvqI/AAAAAAAAAXc/MVMyV83XwZk/s1600-h/Lyds+n+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117927421427760802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RwaH37RuvqI/AAAAAAAAAXc/MVMyV83XwZk/s320/Lyds+n+i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the pleasant surprise!LYDIA!aka VENUS.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RwaH37RuvrI/AAAAAAAAAXk/7ToH5IhTFIg/s1600-h/wedding01"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117927421427760818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RwaH37RuvrI/AAAAAAAAAXk/7ToH5IhTFIg/s320/wedding01" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the VERY HAPPY BRIDE and her sisters:))))gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RwaGyLRuvlI/AAAAAAAAAW0/2-aNQjQHQtk/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117926223131885138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RwaGyLRuvlI/AAAAAAAAAW0/2-aNQjQHQtk/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; enli with juin's specs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RwaGybRuvmI/AAAAAAAAAW8/5D6TVUaUCKI/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117926227426852450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RwaGybRuvmI/AAAAAAAAAW8/5D6TVUaUCKI/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yuantying with juin's specs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RwaGyrRuvnI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Xdh9R8JjreU/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117926231721819762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RwaGyrRuvnI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Xdh9R8JjreU/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; zhijing with juin's specs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117926231721819778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RwaGyrRuvoI/AAAAAAAAAXM/eAP5I2NcLxg/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me with juin's specs!&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117927425722728130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RwaH4LRuvsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/5b8v5lrSLts/s320/00Bpjz-22844184.jpg" border="0" /&gt; came across this pic while i was finding for yellow colour swatches for my project. it said there &lt;em&gt;Asian Woman&lt;/em&gt;. the first question that came to my mind was.."how different is my life..from this woman?"..aint I an asian woman too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-6309125340493058998?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/6309125340493058998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/6309125340493058998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_10_06_archive.html#6309125340493058998' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RwaIcLRuvtI/AAAAAAAAAX0/JzXugRii0jE/s72-c/Image015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-358877948558863517</id><published>2007-10-06T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T01:33:31.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One day, Jesus was walking around&lt;br /&gt;and then..satan came along and said..&lt;br /&gt;"i bet i'm better than you at Programming!"&lt;br /&gt;then Jesus said " oh really?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah..let's have a challenge.."&lt;br /&gt;and so Jesus accepted the challenge of&lt;br /&gt;who can come up with the best programme..with God being the Judge.&lt;br /&gt;and so..1.. 2... 3!&lt;br /&gt;both Jesus and satan started typing away on the computer..&lt;br /&gt;suddenly..at the 58th second..the power went off!&lt;br /&gt;and all the computers started rebooting..&lt;br /&gt;then satan was like " WHAT?!?! WHAT IS THIS!?!"&lt;br /&gt;so after an hour or so..&lt;br /&gt;God came to them and He said to satan..&lt;br /&gt;"So...where's your programme?"&lt;br /&gt;and he answered..&lt;br /&gt;"God..the power went off just now how am i suppose to show you my programme!?"&lt;br /&gt;then God turned to Jesus..and asked Him..&lt;br /&gt;"how about yours?"&lt;br /&gt;then Jesus clicked a button&lt;br /&gt;and the whole heaven's angels appeared on the screen with all the stuff beautifully done..&lt;br /&gt;satan couldnt believe it!&lt;br /&gt;"BUT HOW CAN THIS BE!?" he said..&lt;br /&gt;then God told him..&lt;br /&gt;"didnt you know?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus saves."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are the three pple in the bible who got constipation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Moses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos God gave him two tablets.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;coz he sat on the throne for 40 years.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Cain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;coz he wasnt able.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the first lingerie mentioned in the bible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when David paraded out in triumph.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;_________________________________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is the smallest man mentioned in the bible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new record&lt;/strong&gt;: the man who guarded Jesus's tomb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;coz he slept in his watch &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;_________________________________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;our God is a humorous God:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jokes and riddles above are courtesy of &lt;strong&gt;Joel Wong&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Anton Wibowo&lt;/strong&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Cell today was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;it was such a joy to see the cells combine as one.&lt;br /&gt;it was so so good to worship with the older ones.with Nicole leading worship.man..&lt;br /&gt;talk about unity.and yeap..that was the exact picture that God wanted to see.&lt;br /&gt;all his children worshipping him.having fun together.celebrating life and family.&lt;br /&gt;short M&amp;amp;Ds were fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;the time given was too short for all those hilarious presentations!:)&lt;br /&gt;sigh:)&lt;br /&gt;i really love times like these.&lt;br /&gt;really thank God for bringing me into a family that is so protected.&lt;br /&gt;so real.so loving..&lt;br /&gt;for us all to grow old together .go through thick and thin together.&lt;br /&gt;most imptly.. we do so in God.&lt;br /&gt;that's the best part of it all.&lt;br /&gt;i wish many more could experience families like these.&lt;br /&gt;i hope to bring it out into the world.into my church..&lt;br /&gt;Lord may your will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothingcomparestoyourgloryohLord.nothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-358877948558863517?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/358877948558863517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/358877948558863517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_10_06_archive.html#358877948558863517' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-2250842871819613492</id><published>2007-10-03T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T00:30:11.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh please grow up.&lt;br /&gt;please grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-2250842871819613492?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2250842871819613492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2250842871819613492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_10_03_archive.html#2250842871819613492' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-7774799814624946193</id><published>2007-10-02T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T00:57:53.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Never will I leave you;&lt;br /&gt;never will I forsake you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we say with confidence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord is my helper; I will not be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What can man do to me&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to dance only for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;washmewhiterthanthesnow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-7774799814624946193?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7774799814624946193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7774799814624946193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_10_02_archive.html#7774799814624946193' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-5600812176576903165</id><published>2007-10-01T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:26:48.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you Father.&lt;br /&gt;for giving me such a good break.&lt;br /&gt;from the realities of the world.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we give thanks not because He has done something good for us..&lt;br /&gt;we give thanks because He IS good.&lt;br /&gt;we give thanks even in bad times..&lt;br /&gt;coz in bad times..He IS still good..&lt;br /&gt;oh the joy of truely understanding these.:)&lt;br /&gt;it produces tears..of joy.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord you are so worthy to be praised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='html'>Tmr..will be THE DAY:)&lt;br /&gt;sea of cream and white.WEDDING!&lt;br /&gt;jiandaojian.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully boardgames.&lt;br /&gt;gooddaye=good feilouship:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's tough.&lt;br /&gt;i know it's hard.&lt;br /&gt;i know it's painful.&lt;br /&gt;i know it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;stay strong.for our God is strong and mighty to save.&lt;br /&gt;heart you and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let no sadness consume us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but let the tears come..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for they relief the soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God'sgloryisyettoberevealed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-1323316840780188031?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' 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WEDDING:)))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DINNER WITH LOVELIES:)))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no!&lt;br /&gt;i shall rem to bring change.dont wana wear dress to dinner.hurhur&lt;br /&gt;and i've been wearing this dress to &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all the weddings.-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about dresses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TAN MIAO FENG WORE A SKIRT TO &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; .XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh!miao you should wear things like that more often.X)&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;life with 8 fingers and a thumb can be rather interesting..&lt;br /&gt;from zipping your pants to writing a word..&lt;br /&gt;life seems very different.&lt;br /&gt;you'll get to experience what left handies go thru.&lt;br /&gt;saw a teacher in nafa today..she was walking weirdly.&lt;br /&gt;then i realised..her whole RIGHT HAND&lt;br /&gt;was shrivelled up..&lt;br /&gt;then now i think about my thumb.hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for 8fingers and 2thumbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;is a time for a great gathering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahma..ahma..popo..popo..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-7778730985574130438?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7778730985574130438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7778730985574130438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_09_26_archive.html#7778730985574130438' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-5778286132508204215</id><published>2007-09-22T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T23:44:29.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SONG SHARING WAS AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;i was so glad for that small group of pple&lt;br /&gt;that we can be so open towards each other.&lt;br /&gt;i thank God that wenya came today:)&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for the organisers:)&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for being so awesome.to let us have such an awesome event:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wedding was SOOOOOOOOo sweett.:)&lt;br /&gt;it's true..God made us to come together as one.&lt;br /&gt;when Pastor gave the announcement that they were one..&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is just..*melts*..it is done.&lt;br /&gt;but.yeah.cant see all the things they went thru..&lt;br /&gt;they are an awesome couple alright.&lt;br /&gt;and the word that was given was WOW.haahah&lt;br /&gt;literally WOW..X)&lt;br /&gt;love pastor Lillian lots lots..&lt;br /&gt;man..i &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;secretly &lt;/span&gt;wish my wedding would be like that..&lt;br /&gt;where there's &lt;strong&gt;worship&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;there's &lt;strong&gt;renewing&lt;/strong&gt; of so many things.&lt;br /&gt;bt it's so &lt;em&gt;far away&lt;/em&gt;.and it seems like i'm even &lt;em&gt;afraid &lt;/em&gt;of it.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.i shall focus on the &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how i'm gona face school reopening man.&lt;br /&gt;i have 90 over fabrics to hand up on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;and i only have 20 odd.&lt;br /&gt;i have to find three more fashion articles and comment on them.&lt;br /&gt;hardly found any yet.&lt;br /&gt;i have to draw and sketch many many things.&lt;br /&gt;but i only did one.&lt;br /&gt;i have to find fabrics that match my theme.&lt;br /&gt;dint do it either.&lt;br /&gt;i have to draw the technical drawings of different types of cuttings&lt;br /&gt;havent smelt that yet&lt;br /&gt;and..let's see..&lt;br /&gt;i have.&lt;br /&gt;one more night to do 90 percent of all these.&lt;br /&gt;well..yeah.i really duno how to face this whole pile of work.&lt;br /&gt;but i know i'm&lt;strong&gt; facing it with God&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;confess&lt;/span&gt; something.that going somewhere and doing something.&lt;br /&gt;is beginning to be a &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;burden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's not good.&lt;br /&gt;coz we're not supposed to be burdened.&lt;br /&gt;esp in this area.&lt;br /&gt;it's ironic.&lt;br /&gt;dramatically ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God you know what i'm thinking and going through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You change and mould my thinking and emotions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaah.i think..it's quite cool to talk to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;reggie&lt;/span&gt;.:)&lt;br /&gt;new found msn friend.LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH.i &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wana go back to SCH.lol.&lt;br /&gt;where as some other pple are gona have breaks soon.heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need an energy booster in my work!.hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm mad seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when all else doesnt matter'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i better write this down before i forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so this was how the dream went:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in prison..this really huge prison that &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;dint seem like it was a prison&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but you could feel it.everything around you was &lt;strong&gt;constrained.not in your control.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was clear to me that all of the pple there were in prison for &lt;em&gt;a wrong reason&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the wardens/police were baddies..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;we dint do anything wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.yet we were in there..&lt;br /&gt;Ky pple were there..good friends and all.but not all of them were there.&lt;br /&gt;there were many different kinds of pple.&lt;br /&gt;All of sudden..there was a problem in the prison..&lt;br /&gt;and everyone started running..as if the system broke down or something..&lt;br /&gt;so my close friends( i cant rem who exactly..but i just know quite close )&lt;br /&gt;we were all running..trying to stay together but &lt;em&gt;hardly..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i had to run in another direction&lt;br /&gt;and i had to keep on running and running away from the wardens.&lt;br /&gt;lots of stairs i encountered..up down..all have.&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly in this route i met &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Alysson and another little girl&lt;/span&gt;(i cant rem who)&lt;br /&gt;i was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so happy and relieved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to see them okay.omg.&lt;br /&gt;then we ran and ran and ran..not very sure whether we'll make it or not..&lt;br /&gt;up and down many stairs..hearing the chaos around us..&lt;strong&gt;shoutings and all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then when we opened this door..&lt;br /&gt;we could see the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sky&lt;/span&gt; outside!it was around evening 7 plus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we were out of the prison!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg we &lt;em&gt;RAN&lt;/em&gt; like nobody's business..but the running was &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so different &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ran..stopping occassionally to decide which direction to run to..&lt;br /&gt;but in my heart.all i felt was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;joy and excitement&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;that i was actually...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ran to church..but we realised that there were a lot of police there.&lt;br /&gt;then i brought ally n the little girl somewhere else instead.&lt;br /&gt;we were all still trying to escape..&lt;br /&gt;and as i ran, i saw &lt;strong&gt;Joel..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he gave me a smile.&lt;br /&gt;that says "&lt;em&gt; i'm glad you're out&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to stop but i just kept on running..&lt;br /&gt;and then i saw Jia hao..&lt;br /&gt;the same thing he gave the look and the smile.."&lt;em&gt;i'm glad you're out&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;however, we kept on running.&lt;br /&gt;somehow..i split directions with Aly and the little girl.&lt;br /&gt;and then i ran and ran and i ended up somewhere near my house..&lt;br /&gt;at that point of time i think the police were almost everywhere alrdy..&lt;br /&gt;so i just sat at a place..where i know they would find me.&lt;br /&gt;in my heart i know &lt;strong&gt;i dont want to go back to prison.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was too happy and joyful to move to another position.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.they did find me..&lt;br /&gt;many of the people who were caught were there too.&lt;br /&gt;THEN.(this part is werid)&lt;br /&gt;the warden gave orders to go to mos burger to eat.(-_-)&lt;br /&gt;i think it was kinda like &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;a celebration&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;on the way there and at mos burger..i was happily talking to the other pple.&lt;br /&gt;though &lt;strong&gt;i knew&lt;/strong&gt; i was gg back to the prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dream part two:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it was after alpha camp..and i wanted to find God..&lt;br /&gt;so i went to the sanctuary in bpmc..&lt;br /&gt;and then i saw hong jie there..then i told her.&lt;br /&gt;"sorry i've gotta do something.."&lt;br /&gt;then i ran down the red carpet towards the cross&lt;br /&gt;and when i reached the cross i elevated up to the middle of the cross.&lt;br /&gt;and then i came back down..&lt;br /&gt;then i elevated up again..and back down..many many times..&lt;br /&gt;then when i was done..i turned around and saw many people&lt;em&gt; sitting&lt;/em&gt; at the pews..&lt;br /&gt;just looking at me..&lt;br /&gt;and i shouted to them.."&lt;strong&gt;It's God who makes you fly&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;then i ran out..&lt;br /&gt;if i'm not wrong..&lt;em&gt;a service was about to start&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;i know... my dreams are weird.&lt;br /&gt;i understand why i dreamt my first dream..&lt;br /&gt;i think there's more to it though..&lt;br /&gt;but i really dont understand much..for my second.&lt;br /&gt;and if i really did..i dont wana think that that is what i think of.&lt;br /&gt;those people sitting on the pews were all strangers to me.&lt;br /&gt;yet i was hurt by their ..so called.. no enthusiasm attitude.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.and one thing quite cool about the first dream.&lt;br /&gt;is that Joel and Jiahao werent in the prison&lt;br /&gt;and they were walking the streets as normal civilians&lt;br /&gt;coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS FREEDOM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disciples experience and express Freedom as loving God and loving neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disciples are persons whose &lt;strong&gt;faith is nourished by hope&lt;/strong&gt;, whose life is powered by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Disciples are &lt;em&gt;set free&lt;/em&gt; by Christ to love. Their newfound freedom does not cause them to do whatever they wish, but, rather, to live in the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;spirit of love and self-giving&lt;/span&gt;, a lifestyle &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;higher than any set of rules.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master.Mission.Mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm beginning to understand this statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-3782809593093979673?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3782809593093979673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3782809593093979673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_09_19_archive.html#3782809593093979673' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-8075903854204401807</id><published>2007-09-17T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T00:11:36.435+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praise you through my circumstance'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I have to make a stand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just like what ben shared.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant live a life according to guilt and other people anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord i need you more than ever now..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;please come..please&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whenGodmattersmorethantherest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-8075903854204401807?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8075903854204401807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8075903854204401807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_09_17_archive.html#8075903854204401807' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-3021148758855508441</id><published>2007-09-15T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:51:43.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Ruq7iFKW7AI/AAAAAAAAAWc/lPVogJLJCxQ/s1600-h/may+and+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110102921380817922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Ruq7iFKW7AI/AAAAAAAAAWc/lPVogJLJCxQ/s320/may+and+i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; samowamo and i at NUH..lol..sam arh sam..X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Ruq7ilKW7BI/AAAAAAAAAWk/7UUKD1Wp2pU/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110102929970752530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Ruq7ilKW7BI/AAAAAAAAAWk/7UUKD1Wp2pU/s320/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love my long long hair:)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah.true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you spend all your time on your bf/gf &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah.your world will be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you spend more time thinking of getting a car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah it'll show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so on and so forth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;the thing is...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;why put your heart/treasures in the places where it's perishable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway.thanks Jing.for the picture.and for reminding me of stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;______________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110102934265719842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Ruq7i1KW7CI/AAAAAAAAAWs/jwkIlPfrx0U/s320/IMGP1961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;mercysacrificeJesusFreak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-3021148758855508441?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3021148758855508441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3021148758855508441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_09_15_archive.html#3021148758855508441' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Ruq7iFKW7AI/AAAAAAAAAWc/lPVogJLJCxQ/s72-c/may+and+i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-8178212077044924344</id><published>2007-09-13T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T00:19:56.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so this is how it went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely day started off with lunch at BK with sharon tany bensoh benwu and ivan&lt;br /&gt;catching up was fun..&lt;br /&gt;listening to the funny stories of tany was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;looking at sharon's lil actions was an all time fav for me.X)&lt;br /&gt;ben..being his usual self punkin around..always ready to tease.X)&lt;br /&gt;bensoh with all his weird terms that made all of us laugh.like..kena maaooed.lol&lt;br /&gt;ivan with his stories of army and a frankness that no one can replace.lol..&lt;br /&gt;met the girls, nuo and sam in church.&lt;br /&gt;planning was fun..getting down to doing stuff..was..fun-er?.lol.X)&lt;br /&gt;ivan nuo sam bensoh and i went down to brasbasah to get stuff.&lt;br /&gt;it was really a joy spending time with ivan and the girls.:)&lt;br /&gt;took some time off to visit haji lane&lt;br /&gt;became sua ku lil kids..looking at all the cool stuff there..&lt;br /&gt;muffins and pastry was mm mmmm..deliciouso.&lt;br /&gt;went back to church..&lt;br /&gt;cut cut cut!cut till my hands were sore!&lt;br /&gt;everyone was helpful&lt;br /&gt;everyone contributed in a way or another.&lt;br /&gt;rawks my sawks man:)&lt;br /&gt;so for dinner..we all headed down to KFC..bugis.&lt;br /&gt;it was there i felt the ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;that i couldnt spend time with so many pple heading down to KALLANG.&lt;br /&gt;like omg.KALLANG.&lt;br /&gt;and the jamming pple were going coz there werent any jamming..&lt;br /&gt;and and..it was FULL COURT.&lt;br /&gt;omg omg omg.&lt;br /&gt;adrenalinrushh..&lt;br /&gt;ohwell..&lt;br /&gt;i WILL miss all these coz i have YYXZ..i told myself.&lt;br /&gt;so maymay happily headed down to bpmc.&lt;br /&gt;happy to see all her friends once again.&lt;br /&gt;some of the all time faithful was there.&lt;br /&gt;QIWEI was a surprise:))))&lt;br /&gt;prat pract..but we couldnt make it..coz the drummer couldnt catch our style..&lt;br /&gt;so how?&lt;br /&gt;another pract.&lt;br /&gt;TMR.&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;8PM!&lt;br /&gt;GG....*faints.&lt;br /&gt;i told xy that i wont be gg.but should i have said that?&lt;br /&gt;Cell is impt to me.&lt;br /&gt;but then again..&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.i'm not serving&lt;br /&gt;i went yyxz for nothing&lt;br /&gt;test of obedience?*shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how my emotions&lt;br /&gt;have raged&lt;br /&gt;and no matter how many intriguing questions&lt;br /&gt;have forced out tears to my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;i thank GOD.&lt;br /&gt;for his goodness.&lt;br /&gt;in giving me friends to whine to.&lt;br /&gt;for giving me friends that can help me sought out my thinking.&lt;br /&gt;like.nuo and miao.coming up with different reasons why things had to happen.&lt;br /&gt;like sam lionel ben sharon ivan tany matt for listening to my whinings.lol.&lt;br /&gt;like darren who helped sought out my thinkings.&lt;br /&gt;thankew thankew thankew&lt;br /&gt;i thank God that even though i dont understand many things now..&lt;br /&gt;He still loves me.&lt;br /&gt;and yes.i do too:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple as abc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;andwehavemadethingstoocomplicated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-8178212077044924344?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8178212077044924344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8178212077044924344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_09_13_archive.html#8178212077044924344' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-676732502141224032</id><published>2007-09-12T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T00:28:31.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a list of "something new every day" that i did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. QUEUEING UP FOR DONUTS at the donut factory for an hour:)&lt;br /&gt;2. making avocardo with condensed milk&lt;br /&gt;3. helping two japanese tourist get to where they wana go..(Gucci Gucci LV LV!!.lol)&lt;br /&gt;4. arriving at takashimaya at 930am, witnessing all the shop keepers bowing to the very first customer.(LOL.hilarious i tell you)&lt;br /&gt;5. eating ALONE at NUS..(faints)&lt;br /&gt;6. composing 4 songs in a period of three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;7. buying 830ml of strawberry milk all for myself.lol.(my bro drank a cup of it though)&lt;br /&gt;8. eating "naked fish" at bukitpanjang plaza.&lt;br /&gt;9. working without stopping for half a day!(omg i still cant believe it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like these..first time things.&lt;br /&gt;i rem &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Joel &lt;/span&gt;telling me to try walking home from church(ky) one day.&lt;br /&gt;it helps you broaden your mind..he says.&lt;br /&gt;pple think it's impossible&lt;br /&gt;but when you really do it.it shifts your mindset.&lt;br /&gt;broadening of your mind.hurhur..&lt;br /&gt;recently i've always been thinking of &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;backpacking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not the..very..&lt;em&gt;proper&lt;/em&gt; way of backpacking.&lt;br /&gt;it's just simply taking a few clothes.some money.and a passport.&lt;br /&gt;and start somewhere at msia or something.then &lt;em&gt;travel travel travel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know a lot of pple say backpacking at Europe is very fun..&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not really thinking about that kinda backpacking..&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking about the backpacking that might need you to sleep on the streets&lt;br /&gt;when you have no money and all..and..what are you planning to do about it the next day..&lt;br /&gt;darren said it was inviting trouble.&lt;br /&gt;hasvind just gave me stares.o.o&lt;br /&gt;ohwell..this is our &lt;strong&gt;Father's world&lt;/strong&gt; right?hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;okay.mayb i'm thinking too far.&lt;br /&gt;BART..imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;EVERY SINGLE DAY.you'll be doing something new.OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;cool bananas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohman..a dream so near yet so far..loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;andthegreatestoftheseislove&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-676732502141224032?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/676732502141224032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/676732502141224032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_09_12_archive.html#676732502141224032' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-4890226228347506429</id><published>2007-09-10T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T22:12:07.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;this song is dedicated to my grandma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This Greater Purpose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this life we have many road to travel&lt;br /&gt;many things to do..many dream to fullfill.&lt;br /&gt;But as i run down this pathway of life&lt;br /&gt;Many thing..they begin to unfold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a thread&lt;br /&gt;it breaks or hold&lt;br /&gt;and in every breath,&lt;br /&gt;God's grace is shed&lt;br /&gt;This life of mine..&lt;br /&gt;i'm slowly letting go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt matter what you've accomplished&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt matter what you plan to be in future&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt matter how you're gona earn a living&lt;br /&gt;Cox in everything God has a hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always freedom in God's truth&lt;br /&gt;and i am slowly learning why&lt;br /&gt;To live a life with greater purpose&lt;br /&gt;No regrets , my final breath, i'll lie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-11thseptember2007.214am&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how long it'll be&lt;br /&gt;before i really know that you'll be peacefully with Him.&lt;br /&gt;but thanks for being there.just there..&lt;br /&gt;with all your naggings and brags.&lt;br /&gt;your so predictable questions&lt;br /&gt;that hold only love&lt;br /&gt;so take care...take care.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;"i'm scared..i wished i had your faith now.. ... but no more excuses.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i was blind..but now..i see..now go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thedetiorationoflife&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-4890226228347506429?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4890226228347506429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4890226228347506429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_09_10_archive.html#4890226228347506429' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-4917413097523560097</id><published>2007-09-09T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T00:18:49.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NO SCHOOL FOR TWO WEEKS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHICH MEANSS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HAVE TO CHEONG ALL MY PROJECTS!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boohoo:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i could spend some times hanging out with my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;frwensss:)))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had such a &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; time at ruth's house!&lt;br /&gt;it was like a celebration of friendship and life.&lt;em&gt;beautiful:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love my friends love my leaders:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt go and celebrate &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xiaoen's bday&lt;/span&gt; though..&lt;br /&gt;well i guess they had as much fun as i did:D&lt;br /&gt;today's launch was so fun!&lt;br /&gt;i guess everyone was rather impressed with our dressing..walking down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;lol.but the whole point is..&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ALPHA CAMP's REGISTRATION IS OPEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;it was fun interacting with pple signing up.though the younger ones appeared rather shy&lt;br /&gt;and my pj uniform &lt;em&gt;so dint fit&lt;/em&gt; with all the lovely skirts and long sleeve shirts.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.it was fun though.havent worn my uniform for ages.&lt;br /&gt;later was lunching with the juniors..&lt;br /&gt;crazy stef suddenly invited so many pple for lunch!lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but really appreciate her heart for doing so:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; enwei&lt;/span&gt; too for being in cahoots with her!lol.&lt;br /&gt;had a lovely time with you guys:))))))&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love yaall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my new motto&lt;/strong&gt; : &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;TRY TO DO SOMETHING NEW EVERYDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.i tried something new indeed.i sat down in macs waiting for a call&lt;br /&gt;and drew different things from my surroundings for like..an hour or so?&lt;br /&gt;and i think one person noticed me staring at him and his silhouette..OOPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somethin'sstirringupinsideme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-4917413097523560097?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4917413097523560097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4917413097523560097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_09_09_archive.html#4917413097523560097' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-1482337762538986590</id><published>2007-09-08T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T00:56:43.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"life is like a thread..it breaks or it doesnt..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you feel the thorns when you're going slow..so you have to go fast.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a generation all out for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calling them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;onebyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-1482337762538986590?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="videoThumb=http://www.godtube.com/thumb/1_10371.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf " flashvars="flvPath=http://www.godtube.com/flvideo1/6/10371.flv" flashvars="videoThumb=http://www.godtube.com/thumb/1_10371.jpg" quality="high" bgcolor="#000000" width="330" height="270" name="video" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;can you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the love of another man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the chase after wealth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;indulgence..drink and be merry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;compare..and look down on yourself..thinking your not good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to come to desperation..all hope is lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i understand..i understand this video &lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to want to be with Him so much..yet cant..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to come to a point of desperation..yet failing &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;again and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i know how it feels like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;meeting this video is like a breaking point.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what i have been through for a good 6 years of my life..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;is being expressed 90% in this simple video.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's why i cry.that's why i cry whenever i think about / see this video.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i really liked the part where God was trying to pull the girl back..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the parts where God could not do anything..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the part where He finally came in and rescued the girl..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the part where &lt;strong&gt;they hugged&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;it's so heart breaking to think that sometimes i may take God as.."He's not doing anything" after watching this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then at the same time comforted by His Love.ever always there..pulling us back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again..sometimes..the scene might be the girl trying to run away from God..&lt;br /&gt;then God runs after us..calling out our name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could anything be better than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-672489510395181393?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/672489510395181393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/672489510395181393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_09_06_archive.html#672489510395181393' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-340836414496609659</id><published>2007-08-30T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T23:57:05.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RtboLZ0bOdI/AAAAAAAAAWU/N5S6YX28dIo/s1600-h/SS03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104522510278015442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RtboLZ0bOdI/AAAAAAAAAWU/N5S6YX28dIo/s320/SS03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;sunset serenity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Kotatingi tmr:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;teachers' day tmr:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;shopping day tmr:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;working day the day after tmr:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lynn's house dinner the day after tmr:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a &lt;strong&gt;GREAT GOD&lt;/strong&gt; that lives in all of my seasons and days:))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohlordbemyinspiration&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-340836414496609659?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/340836414496609659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/340836414496609659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_08_30_archive.html#340836414496609659' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RtboLZ0bOdI/AAAAAAAAAWU/N5S6YX28dIo/s72-c/SS03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-5491310471629296283</id><published>2007-08-30T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T00:39:54.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i went into pastor's cubical..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastor: "why you look so tired?"&lt;br /&gt;me: " yeah i am.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went on the bus with my library books..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus uncle : " HUAH! jiang duo shu yao du arh?(got so many books to read arh)..hen lei horh(very tired horh..).."&lt;br /&gt;me : "mm (nods)..dui(correct)..hen lei..(very tired)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;but i'll stay strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a women or an investment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mystrongtowerintimesofneed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-5491310471629296283?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5491310471629296283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5491310471629296283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_08_30_archive.html#5491310471629296283' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-4234809446443773125</id><published>2007-08-25T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:21:51.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the going home gang!love you guys..you all always make my trips home so much more meaningful:)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RtA52p0bObI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Ngfgok6Ckds/s1600-h/IMGP2014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102641988912232882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RtA52p0bObI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Ngfgok6Ckds/s320/IMGP2014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the yyxz all time faithfuls:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RtA5250bOcI/AAAAAAAAAWM/7eI73uvek1U/s1600-h/IMGP2002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102641993207200194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RtA5250bOcI/AAAAAAAAAWM/7eI73uvek1U/s320/IMGP2002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the lovelies:)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RtA3xJ0bOYI/AAAAAAAAAVs/cW9-Cn2w148/s1600-h/IMGP1977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102639695399696770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RtA3xJ0bOYI/AAAAAAAAAVs/cW9-Cn2w148/s320/IMGP1977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is xiaoyang for you...testing/playing the guitar on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RtA3zp0bOZI/AAAAAAAAAV0/c4WSQSPFbNw/s1600-h/IMGP1999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102639738349369746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RtA3zp0bOZI/AAAAAAAAAV0/c4WSQSPFbNw/s320/IMGP1999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RtA30J0bOaI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ZTFDzjz6bbM/s1600-h/IMGP2002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M TAKING A &lt;em&gt;BREAK&lt;/em&gt;.mwaahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have so many things to do bart i'm still here.&lt;/div&gt;but looking at pics just makes my heart lighter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after listening to what jiafa laoshi said..&lt;strong&gt;i WANA TRAVEL AROUND THE WORLD&lt;/strong&gt;!LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOTS.just go and experience different cultures..and expand my minute narrow mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thought of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes pple just learn it the hard way..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it's in the hard ways..that you really get it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;allihaveneededthyhandhathprovided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-4234809446443773125?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4234809446443773125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4234809446443773125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_08_25_archive.html#4234809446443773125' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/RtA52p0bObI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Ngfgok6Ckds/s72-c/IMGP2014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-1319315156877446560</id><published>2007-08-21T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T00:34:54.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've gotta learn..to put You in every part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;not only the times i look up to the blue sky&lt;br /&gt;or when i stare into the empty night streets..&lt;br /&gt;do i think of You..&lt;br /&gt;i wana make You more involved.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wana try anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i'm dead tired in doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;religionnot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-1319315156877446560?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i agree.budden..&lt;br /&gt;issit different for different pple?&lt;br /&gt;pastor andy told us today about having the zeal and all&lt;br /&gt;it is good to read the bible coz that is the real thing..since everything in the world is fake&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes we just turn a blind eye to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hear God's heart..when ian said..&lt;br /&gt;"it's no use when you hear something in your heart that goes..'try harder..try harder to read the bible the next day...and the next day.." coz that's not of God..and ultimately that's not gona work.."&lt;br /&gt;it's not about trying harder..i finally figured that out..heh.&lt;br /&gt;but i think this is just the first step.my mind is so filled up with what ian and pastor andy said.&lt;br /&gt;i really gotta ask God all over again..what is He saying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-5248884288875610364?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5248884288875610364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5248884288875610364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_08_20_archive.html#5248884288875610364' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-5496434897116706399</id><published>2007-08-18T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T01:16:53.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when your experiences doesnt meet your theologies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's when you might go into a circle of doubting God..&lt;br /&gt;that's when you should come to God and say..&lt;em&gt;God&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;em&gt;u know i really dont understand.help me to..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the way how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;joel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;put it..&lt;br /&gt;"i cant understand why pple always complain about their projects and exams..why?for what?they are a student lah of course they need to have projects and exams.complain for what?it's their job what..would they rather worry about what is coming out for the next test or worry about how to earn money for a living or whether they have meal to eat for the next day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rawks man.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many other wisdom nuggets.lol..&lt;em&gt;lovvin it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HONG BAI&lt;/span&gt; DA SAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tmr!&lt;br /&gt;it's a race against the sexes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOMEN OWNS MAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;towalkhomeonefinedayfromafarfarawaylandwiththeoneiloveprefably:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-5496434897116706399?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5496434897116706399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5496434897116706399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_08_18_archive.html#5496434897116706399' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-3763673035451097453</id><published>2007-08-16T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T02:09:13.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I tell you the truth, when you were younger you dressed yourself and went where you wanted; but when you are old you will stretch out your hands, and someone else will dress you and lead you where you do not want to go." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rem the times where i used to read the bible..hear all the books that paul, peter, john etc wrote..and i go ..WOW.. they are aWeSoMe mannn.lol..little did i know that..God was calling me to be the same..to be a disciple.&lt;br /&gt;it is true.now i can do whatever i want..go where i want..dress myself up.&lt;br /&gt;but i highly doubt it'll be the same when i grow old..in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Jesus said this to indicate the kind of death by which Peter would glorify God."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb i wont die like peter.but my life may be or end in some horrible state.&lt;br /&gt;i know i sound sadistic&lt;br /&gt;but i really wana know about ... the thing that sustains these disciples of God..&lt;br /&gt;when they go through ... everything but good times.&lt;br /&gt;what runs through their thoughts?what makes them go on..i wana have that.&lt;br /&gt;now i still have a family..friendships are blissful..&lt;br /&gt;i dont have evil pple running down my neck every hour of the day.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for a chance to destroy me or something..&lt;br /&gt;mayb there is in the spiritual rhealm&lt;br /&gt;but it's not as bad as what the disciples went through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think i'm still in the period of my life..&lt;br /&gt;where i'm young.and choices are still in my control.&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's why it's impt to me that i make the right choices.&lt;br /&gt;coz i dont wana disrupt God's destiny for me.&lt;br /&gt;it is said that no one can hinder you from your destiny..&lt;br /&gt;only you yourself can..&lt;br /&gt;and i can only picture a person having a second best after that..&lt;br /&gt;and that weighs my heart down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord when you are glorified..my heart is satisfied..to know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all praise and honour are yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont fully understand this sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i get it..sometimes i dont..quite weird.&lt;br /&gt;i guess when my own desires overides&lt;br /&gt;then i wont geddit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is so here and there..i can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it's focused on eternity&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it's pulled back to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just living everyday as it comes&lt;br /&gt;no aim no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;G.A.W.P.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-3763673035451097453?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3763673035451097453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3763673035451097453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_08_16_archive.html#3763673035451097453' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-97864995481240225</id><published>2007-08-14T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T01:34:10.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You see, the world around you is in &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;negative flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Like a rushing rive, it's always &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;pulling at you, &lt;/span&gt;trying to get you to flow with it. &lt;strong&gt;Living by faith&lt;/strong&gt; and speaking &lt;strong&gt;words of faith&lt;/strong&gt; is like trying to &lt;em&gt;paddle upstream&lt;/em&gt;. You can do it--but it's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a great deal of work&lt;/span&gt;. And there's never a time you can afford to take a vacation from it. If you relax a little bit you'll just&lt;em&gt; start drifting right back down the river.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"attend to my words; incline thine ear unto my sayings"(provbs 4:20).&lt;br /&gt;Let God's word be your watch and everything you say will take you a little further &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;upstream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i'm still here typing with &lt;em&gt;half my lids closed&lt;/em&gt;.hurhur&lt;br /&gt;i want to update!hehe&lt;br /&gt;school is coming like torpedo&lt;br /&gt;and it feels good&lt;br /&gt;i just need to cut down on my food intake.&lt;br /&gt;gona go broke soon.heh.no joke man.&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand.&lt;br /&gt;i still have to go eat icecream with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;samowamo&lt;/span&gt;.lol.&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3 color="#ff6600"&gt;orange girl&lt;/span&gt; i know you're big enough to handle what is bothering you now.&lt;br /&gt;i pray and hope that you'll know what it means to obey and submit to your authorities:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;miggy &lt;/span&gt;thanks for helping me out with the printing stuff(saved my life mans!) and yakult and filling my waterbottle..loll.appreciate it loads:)&lt;em&gt;dont stress with exams&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;benwu&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;matt&lt;/span&gt; told me something about a model..and i'm dying to find out what it is:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends add colours to my life n to my blog as you can see.hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;breakfast.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-97864995481240225?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/97864995481240225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/97864995481240225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_08_14_archive.html#97864995481240225' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-7836798183233695441</id><published>2007-08-12T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T02:22:51.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rr3jYb71HPI/AAAAAAAAAVk/DJ2QTOnaPsI/s1600-h/upperroom+cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097480362208337138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rr3jYb71HPI/AAAAAAAAAVk/DJ2QTOnaPsI/s320/upperroom+cross.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;need you so much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;_________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Band camp was how cool:)&lt;br /&gt;catching up with lil ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being loved by older ones so much so much:)&lt;br /&gt;love yall.:)&lt;br /&gt;serving with you all seems all a lil different now.&lt;br /&gt;a better difference:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss ky pple.after not seeing them for like a week.&lt;br /&gt;i feel oddddddd:(&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to see them tmr.but then again..&lt;br /&gt;i'm gg late.coz i have subcomm meeting.&lt;br /&gt;i hope some of them will still be there for dinner.heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;lovehurts..and yes i can finally testify that now.&lt;br /&gt;but it all seems so earthly.and i am grossed out..&lt;br /&gt;by how it captures the whole of me..&lt;br /&gt;but yet knowing it shouldnt.&lt;br /&gt;i know God still cares about these lil things of mine.&lt;br /&gt;and i know that if i cry out to him about all these hurts He's there to comfort.&lt;br /&gt;but then again..&lt;br /&gt;God is too big to be caring about all these lil things of mine&lt;br /&gt;i kinda dont want Him to care about all these lil things..&lt;br /&gt;i want to know more about the bigger things.&lt;br /&gt;it's like a seesaw now..the rate i'm letting the small things affect me.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it does.sometimes it doesnt as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really need him to see it.but what if he doesnt.then what do i do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;life is much more than meets the eye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thoumyfirstlove&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-7836798183233695441?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7836798183233695441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7836798183233695441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_08_12_archive.html#7836798183233695441' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rr3jYb71HPI/AAAAAAAAAVk/DJ2QTOnaPsI/s72-c/upperroom+cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-4194408472282554910</id><published>2007-08-05T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T23:53:56.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3) i laugh at every small thing..i laugh even more at things tt arent funny.(this is according to some of my friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)(recently)i like to walk slow when i'm alone.walk..really really slowly..(if i'm not in a rush that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)i go to two services every sunday:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)sometimes when i wana do so much for a friend i might end up doing nothing for that friend.always happens..:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)i look at girls :) but rest assured i'm not a les.just have too much influence from other guys.hint hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)i take around half an hour to decide what to wear for the day when i dont plan what to wear before the day starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)i do QT usually from 1am onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)i pluck my eyebrows around once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay done.:)&lt;br /&gt;tagging..hmm.&lt;br /&gt;i duno who :S&lt;br /&gt;i no friend..lol&lt;br /&gt;okie..erm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.Samowamo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.gabby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.benwu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4.nukes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5.ally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6.matthosiew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okie.these six pple please make a list of ten weird habits that you have.:)if you're too busy it's okay.LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-4194408472282554910?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4194408472282554910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4194408472282554910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_08_05_archive.html#4194408472282554910' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-6950491586348775734</id><published>2007-08-05T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T00:52:13.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;10 weird things or habits game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i forget things really easily like today..i forgot where i had lunch..who i had it with..and what i had...it was with matt and ben at ikea - meatballs.but it was totally wiped from my mind during dinner..matt and ben reminded me about it.:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i bite the inner walls of my lips almost 80% of the time when i'm not doing anything.and lionel's always the one imitating me.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll cont another day:)&lt;br /&gt;ahhahaah..sorry enwei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tired&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-6950491586348775734?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/6950491586348775734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/6950491586348775734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_08_05_archive.html#6950491586348775734' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-9110360069484318446</id><published>2007-08-04T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T02:15:41.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so happy for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you guys:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mission aint complete yet:)&lt;br /&gt;___________________&lt;br /&gt;"Now faith is being sure of what we hope for, and certain of what we do not see " Hebrews11:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;memory verse for the week:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;just know that this phase is inevitable and that it sucks but you learn from it. learn how to cope when feelings arent tat strong and all.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry about it ay.dont feel sad about it either. things cant always be looking up right. so when they are not deal with them the way you know God will want you to. to surrender-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;from a person i really love:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God just really rawks in putting people called friends into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dearest dearest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.God has really made you a strong person.and now i look back&lt;br /&gt;at all that you've been through.and i say it's worth it..it's all worth it:).&lt;br /&gt;the blessing that comes out from every word you say..man.goes deep down.&lt;br /&gt;and i treasure that a lot..i treasure you a lot:)&lt;br /&gt;lupchumuchmuch:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything that i depend on..everything that i love.and i spend time on.&lt;br /&gt;is &lt;em&gt;slowly detatching&lt;/em&gt; itself from me.&lt;br /&gt;and i &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hate it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hate it to the core.i dint realise how much i hated it till i started typing this out.&lt;br /&gt;but then again.&lt;br /&gt;i got reminded of the lil story that was said during cell.&lt;br /&gt;the story of faith..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine there is this big..beautiful house.that God has made.&lt;br /&gt;and God is overlooking the whole thing.and it is indeed beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;but we're standing right at the house..right in front of..&lt;br /&gt;one single brick.&lt;br /&gt;and we're thinking..&lt;br /&gt;wow..such an ugly brick.&lt;br /&gt;God..why cant you make the brick nicer?&lt;br /&gt;but then as we pray as we seek God and his agenda..&lt;br /&gt;we take steps back.we go closer to Him.&lt;br /&gt;and then we start to see other bricks...&lt;br /&gt;and then the bricks form a wall..&lt;br /&gt;then the wall joins up with other walls..&lt;br /&gt;and so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;until we stand beside God and have this partnership with Him..&lt;br /&gt;we see the whole big beautiful house that God has made.&lt;br /&gt;imagine if God were to take out that "ugly brick" that we mentioned about&lt;br /&gt;the whole house wont be perfect..it might even fall if it was taken out.&lt;br /&gt;faith..is being sure of what we hope for ( the beautiful house )&lt;br /&gt;and certain of what we do not see ( the beautiful house )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wana see that beautiful house.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;author of story- kitaloo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE NEVER AGAINs...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...will i confess 'i cant' for "&lt;strong&gt;i can do all things through Christ who strengthens me&lt;/strong&gt;!"(phil4:13)&lt;br /&gt;...will i confess 'lack' for "&lt;strong&gt;my God will meet all my needs according to his riches in Christ Jesus!&lt;/strong&gt;"(phil4:19)&lt;br /&gt;...will i confess 'fear' for "&lt;strong&gt;God has not given me a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind&lt;/strong&gt;."(2Tim1:7)&lt;br /&gt;...will i confess 'weakness' for "&lt;strong&gt;the Lord is my strength of whom shall i be afraid&lt;/strong&gt;?"(Ps27:1b) and&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;the people who know their God shall prove themselves strong and stand firm and do exploits for God"&lt;/strong&gt;.(Dan11:32")&lt;br /&gt;...will i confess supremacy of satan over my life, for "&lt;strong&gt;He who is in you is greater than he who is in the world&lt;/strong&gt;"(1Jn4:4)&lt;br /&gt;...will i confess defeat, for "&lt;strong&gt;God always leads us in triumph in Christ&lt;/strong&gt;"(2Cor2:14)&lt;br /&gt;...will i confess the dominion of sickness over my life , for "&lt;strong&gt;by His stripes we are healed&lt;/strong&gt;"(Is53:5)&lt;br /&gt;...will i confess worries and fustrations, for I am "&lt;strong&gt;casting all my cares on Him, for He cares for me&lt;/strong&gt;."(1Pet5:7)&lt;br /&gt;...will i confess bondage, for "&lt;strong&gt;where the spirit of the Lord is there is liberty&lt;/strong&gt;."(2Cor3:7)&lt;br /&gt;...will i confess condemnation, for " &lt;strong&gt;there is no condemnation to those who are in Christ Jesus, who do not walk according to the flesh, but according to the Spirit&lt;/strong&gt;."(Rom8:1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;freedominChrist=faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-9110360069484318446?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/9110360069484318446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/9110360069484318446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_08_04_archive.html#9110360069484318446' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-7598076431967603342</id><published>2007-08-02T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T01:52:34.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I dont want to hear any words like 'ugly' or 'beautiful' in this class.&lt;br /&gt;what is ugly and beautiful anyway?" -&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TLN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (lecturer of fine arts class)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's true.&lt;strong&gt;what's ugly and beautiful anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;in class TLN just made me realise how &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;conscious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i am with my drawings sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;charcoal was how cool to use larh.X)..i wana draw a silhouette of all my friends.:D&lt;br /&gt;disciple was wow wow today!&lt;br /&gt;rawks man&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;netball&lt;/span&gt; tmr.though i might not be playing i wana work out.somehow.:S&lt;br /&gt;well.watching the game alone makes me get &lt;strong&gt;adrenaline rush&lt;/strong&gt;.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;grace empowers us to do what truth demands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"i have not failed. i've just found 10,000 ways that wont work" - Thomas Alva Edison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tired&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-7598076431967603342?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7598076431967603342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7598076431967603342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_08_02_archive.html#7598076431967603342' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-89457267842581565</id><published>2007-08-01T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T00:27:59.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry gabby i arrived so late for the appointment!was busy buying art stuff!X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired i can slp for a million years!&lt;br /&gt;lol.but i still have millions of things to do.hurhur.X)&lt;br /&gt;i kinda love being busy at the moment.mayb this mindset will change after this year.hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;the teachers in nafa say that students usually change for the better&lt;br /&gt;throughout the years..like they dress better and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm tired&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;andi'llfollowyoutheretotheplacewherewemeetandi'lllaydownmyprideasyousearchmeagain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-89457267842581565?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/89457267842581565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/89457267842581565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#89457267842581565' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-7660756245134753419</id><published>2007-07-30T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T01:13:11.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the crisis of complacency&lt;br /&gt;the curse of complacency&lt;br /&gt;the cure of complacency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;complacency&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a feeling of quiet pleasure or security, often while unaware of some potential danger, defect, or the like; self-satisfaction or smug satisfaction with an existing situation, condition, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;today i went to see matt's room.&lt;br /&gt;like omg.it was like &lt;em&gt;another city..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how harry potter stays in rooms in the castle and all..hurhur&lt;br /&gt;very &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;solitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt; lifestyle we have here in a lil town called &lt;em&gt;eusoff hall&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i cant imagine the pple living there what they do all the time.&lt;br /&gt;the thought of staying in there scares me a lil..but ohwell&lt;br /&gt;it's not me who's living there..it's matt!lol.&lt;br /&gt;please pray for matt as he has difficulty getting a nice room with a &lt;em&gt;good working fan&lt;/em&gt;.hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;pray that God will grant him a &lt;strong&gt;new room with nice position&lt;/strong&gt;!haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing bball today was quite funny.esp when my lil bro joined in.lol.&lt;br /&gt;it's cool to see how the game dynamics change&lt;br /&gt;and funny to see how pple boo pple who bully my lil bro.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week.is gona be a tough week.&lt;br /&gt;a week of work and projects&lt;br /&gt;and a new challenge to be taken up..&lt;br /&gt;and i think that's about it..and..that's scary to think about.&lt;br /&gt;but i know deep inside.there's still this sense of joy.&lt;br /&gt;i duno why.but there's joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kingdom impact.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish we all were like that too..&lt;br /&gt;i wish we were all there to hear it all..&lt;br /&gt;i wish we were all there to witness..&lt;br /&gt;i wish we were all there to have a chance to receive from God.&lt;br /&gt;i wish we were all given a chance like that to make a choice as such.&lt;br /&gt;i wish we would understand such stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i guess i have to give it all back to God again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Godhelp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-7660756245134753419?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7660756245134753419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7660756245134753419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_07_30_archive.html#7660756245134753419' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-3485053689928410895</id><published>2007-07-26T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:57:34.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rqd_Sb71HLI/AAAAAAAAAVE/YHRkwOp-Jvo/s1600-h/grp+pic!edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091177858478709938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rqd_Sb71HLI/AAAAAAAAAVE/YHRkwOp-Jvo/s320/grp+pic!edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hangout dudes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rqd_Sb71HMI/AAAAAAAAAVM/PUa0tKYYEds/s1600-h/DSCN3173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091177858478709954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rqd_Sb71HMI/AAAAAAAAAVM/PUa0tKYYEds/s320/DSCN3173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rqd_Tr71HNI/AAAAAAAAAVU/LGmArog0Mho/s1600-h/IMG_6960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091177879953546450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rqd_Tr71HNI/AAAAAAAAAVU/LGmArog0Mho/s320/IMG_6960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and dudettes:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rqd_Ur71HOI/AAAAAAAAAVc/H9HSygFI80k/s1600-h/CIMG3178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091177897133415650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rqd_Ur71HOI/AAAAAAAAAVc/H9HSygFI80k/s320/CIMG3178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rqd5mL71HKI/AAAAAAAAAU8/JCeMy74MwJI/s1600-h/peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091171600711359650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rqd5mL71HKI/AAAAAAAAAU8/JCeMy74MwJI/s320/peace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;WHAHAH!!i really &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; this pic!LOOLL...&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;self&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sch's been fun!i love going out in the big groups.doing all the stuffs together.though there are awkward moments.i'm sure it's all part and parcel of making new friends.but i love my coursemates.they are really &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;good pple.with good hearts&lt;/span&gt;.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SHACKLERS!WELLDONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys really rawked the house down huh!X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant wait to see your videos!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate bigbird n &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;slacked&lt;/span&gt; at darren's house today!woots!&lt;strong&gt;super shiok&lt;/strong&gt;!:)&lt;em&gt;thanks for being the usual great host darren!:D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;disciple was as usuall really good!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pastor said &lt;em&gt;not to miss&lt;/em&gt; the next few lessons coz they are really impt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I NEED MAGAZINES..SOS...SOS...SOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have &lt;strong&gt;four &lt;/strong&gt;themes to come up with and i need &lt;strong&gt;as many&lt;/strong&gt; mags as possible:S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANY KIND WILL DO..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i dont get them by &lt;strong&gt;next week&lt;/strong&gt; i think i'll just ..duno.ahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SOS...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;amarniarmaniarmaniarmaniarmaniarmani-_-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lordi'mgonagetit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-3485053689928410895?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3485053689928410895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3485053689928410895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_07_26_archive.html#3485053689928410895' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Rqd_Sb71HLI/AAAAAAAAAVE/YHRkwOp-Jvo/s72-c/grp+pic!edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-8733704051025067325</id><published>2007-07-24T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T00:31:56.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.just a simple design to replace my previous unloadable pictures.hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch was &lt;em&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt; today:)&lt;br /&gt;had so much fun with making &lt;strong&gt;new friends&lt;/strong&gt;..discovering much about their &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;lives&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;had a peak into what i was about to encounter in the next few months..&lt;br /&gt;which is..projects..erm...projects?..and..erm..&lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt; projects.yeah.HURHUR.&lt;br /&gt;timetable &lt;em&gt;looks&lt;/em&gt; slack.like there's no sch on friday.but i think there's more than meets the eye.lol!scarllleee friday is the day for us to sit in the library and research research research like&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; there's no tmr&lt;/span&gt;!X)&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;strong&gt;overwhelmed&lt;/strong&gt; by the amt of pple msging..msning me.&lt;br /&gt;and to all i give the same answer.hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to the all faithful pple that i hang out with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ben matt and sam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had loads of fun with you pple.shopping and and..erm.eating &lt;strong&gt;hokkien mee&lt;/strong&gt;!ahha&lt;br /&gt;lovin it..but i foresee times like these are gona &lt;em&gt;slowly slowly creep away&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;imissedyoutoday..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohLordyourjoyismystrength&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-8733704051025067325?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8733704051025067325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8733704051025067325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_07_24_archive.html#8733704051025067325' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-7688477779444511450</id><published>2007-07-21T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T00:53:27.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>they say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in every part of life.&lt;br /&gt;if your graph goes up hill too fast..it'll come down fast too..&lt;br /&gt;the only way is the steady gradual increase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a race.too much energy used up.you'll lose out in the next half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________&lt;br /&gt;i really respect sam for her tears today.&lt;br /&gt;it was the last thing she wanted to do..but it was the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.thanks for sam that she made me realise how good&lt;br /&gt;my knee injury was actually.like how you'd actually realise a lot of pple do care for you..and..&lt;br /&gt;how you'll get lil talks like what i got with sam..X).walking slowly all the way from...alameen to beauty world and back again.ahaha..rawks la:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;captain's ball was abit rough and violent this year.&lt;br /&gt;but as ian said.that just proves that we are getting to know each other better.&lt;br /&gt;first few time when we just met teams from other churches.we were more polite with each other..&lt;br /&gt;now over the years.we know their faces..we dare to be more and more daring with our blockings and all.&lt;br /&gt;then again.captain's ball really challenges us to live out the values of the christian life that we claim to live.and thru out the day..&lt;br /&gt;i really could see myself struggling to live out that live&lt;br /&gt;that God called me to live..to let go of situations..to love..to forgive.&lt;br /&gt;hard.yeah.of course.if not then what's the point.&lt;br /&gt;really agree with what ian said about "what's the point of this captain'sball"&lt;br /&gt;if you came to this captain's ball tournament expecting to see someone you know..and go like "Heyy!"..&lt;br /&gt;then that's the reason why CAC captain's ball have been around till now.&lt;br /&gt;if not they'll just say.."lets not have captain's ball next year"&lt;br /&gt;or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed captain's ball.i choose to take all the good things of it away.&lt;br /&gt;and leave the bad stuff behind.&lt;br /&gt;coz that's not the point of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAC...proud to be part of it.i wonder what that really means.i hope i do someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to love someone the way God would want you to love them ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'mgrowing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-7688477779444511450?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7688477779444511450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/7688477779444511450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_07_21_archive.html#7688477779444511450' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-8456929821612303708</id><published>2007-07-20T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T14:26:44.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zomygosh.i twisted my knee again again again again again..&lt;br /&gt;this is like the 12381794230565th time.n i dont rem it so painful:(&lt;br /&gt;was emoing a lot.whining a lot..complaining a lot.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's coz this time i wont be able to dance.wont be able to playball wont be able to join captain's ball that's why i'm so affected by it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry team.sorry&lt;br /&gt;it just really making me feel guilty when i know like the pple in my team..&lt;br /&gt;is so wanting to win.so wanting to do their best.&lt;br /&gt;then as a captain i have to not play.sit by the side.and not give what i can normally give.&lt;br /&gt;i duno larh.shouldnt add so much pressure on myself.&lt;br /&gt;my fault my bad my fault my bad.sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm thankful for darren n wugong.&lt;br /&gt;who had to absorb all my complains and whinings.lol&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there for me:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gona miss playing with the bp and ky gang.&lt;br /&gt;competition is around the corner and i'm just taking the back seat now.&lt;br /&gt;too bad for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;itriedgivingthanksLord.buticant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.iwanabegratefulbuticant.what'swrongLord?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-8456929821612303708?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8456929821612303708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8456929821612303708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_07_20_archive.html#8456929821612303708' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-3723117092387307121</id><published>2007-07-14T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T00:32:16.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>idunowhattodo.thingsjustgettomyheadwhenimalone.icantstopthinkingof&lt;br /&gt;_andi'vecometoadmitittomyself.itseverywhere.nomatterwhereigothe&lt;br /&gt;thoughtsfollowme.itrytoaskGodforhelpbutthethoughts&lt;br /&gt;stillcame.imnumbedtocryinginallmyqtsalrdyandicantgetridofthe&lt;br /&gt;feelingofnotknowingwhattodo.ifindmyselftryingveryhardtotrustGod.&lt;br /&gt;tryingveryhardnottothinkaboutit.tryingveryhardtoknowthat&lt;br /&gt;thingswillturnoutfine.iguessiamjustinadarkareaofmylifenowandits&lt;br /&gt;suckingouteveryounceofjoyinmyheart.itrytolaughbutitalwaysendswitha&lt;br /&gt;inwardsighwithoutmyknowing.itsevenharderwhenithink&lt;br /&gt;that_notdoingwellattheothersidetoo.ithurts.idonowhybutthisthoughtjust&lt;br /&gt;hurtsandiknowicantdoanythingaboutit.andidunowhattodoaboutit.&lt;br /&gt;ilookatotherpplehowtheygoalongwithitanditconfusesme&lt;br /&gt;evenmore.icantbeartolookatwhathappensoutsidealrdy.&lt;br /&gt;icantbeartocompareanymore.myheartissour&lt;br /&gt;itotlifewasntsupposedtobethisway.whatexactlyishappeningcansomeone&lt;br /&gt;pleasetellme.everythingthatitrytodoturnsoutfakecoziknowimnotokay.&lt;br /&gt;butwhatcanothersdo.icantgoaroundansweringthatimnot&lt;br /&gt;okayeither.butinanycase.theonlytruthiholdontonowisGodknowswhatimgg&lt;br /&gt;thruandHeissendinghelpin.ijustneedtowait.ialsoknowthatifigoaheadwithmy&lt;br /&gt;feelingsandemotionsillendupinahugemessandnot&lt;br /&gt;toforget.alotofconfusion.iholdshawshankmovieasaremindertometoholdon.&lt;br /&gt;andholdoneventhoughtheresnothingtoholdonto.hope.andhope.eventhough&lt;br /&gt;everyoneelseseemstothinkotherwise.orinthiscase.eventhougheverypartofme&lt;br /&gt;seemstohavegivenuphope.myhopeistoseeGodsoevidentlyworking&lt;br /&gt;inourlives.that'salliask.toseeGod'spermissionineverythingthatwedo.&lt;br /&gt;that'salliask.that'salliask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;okay i just heard this really boom bang thing in my neighbourhood&lt;br /&gt;and there's like..tons of heads sticking out to see what it is..&lt;br /&gt;cooll.what if there was WW3?hurhur..oops.:X&lt;br /&gt;anyway.today was "spend the whole day in bpmc" day.&lt;br /&gt;SHAWSHANK WAS HOW COOL MAN..RAWKS LARH SERIOUSLY&lt;br /&gt;credits=======GABBY AND VIANs...XDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;enli!i'm so sorry i dint cut your hair today:(&lt;br /&gt;ohman.and i cant dance for shackles coz i have disciple..:(&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whether i should call for a day off to go dance.but i guess..&lt;br /&gt;it's better for the KY pple to dance for a KY event.mmhhmm.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i was so looking forward to playing captain's ball in ky.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i might have to forgo it coz BP needs to train too.&lt;br /&gt;but if there's not enuff pple.then i'll go ky.&lt;br /&gt;sorry to sam if i'm not gg ky&gt;.&lt; mywishlistfornextweek=""&gt; meet up with as many loved ones as i can:) (note:WISH &gt;.&lt;) &lt;em&gt;takemylifeallthatihavetogive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-3723117092387307121?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3723117092387307121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3723117092387307121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_07_14_archive.html#3723117092387307121' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-661016997089253865</id><published>2007-07-12T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T00:41:25.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thank God for making the world move even though i feel like it should stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for friends like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enli.&lt;br /&gt;thankew for talking to me today.it's good to know someone cares.it's good to know that you care:).thanks for the eye opening theory you gave me.it helped a lot and made me think.though i couldnt catch up with you much..i know we would soon..very soon..when your as are over.WHAA..that's like..8 months:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;william&lt;br /&gt;thankew for your kaypoh ness..though many times i hide things from you you never hesitate to keep on kaypohing..and giving me encouragement:).really appreciate it uncle william:).even though you had problems on your own..you still helped me..talked to me.even though i wasnt responding much.thankew for your care and kindness and openess:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam&lt;br /&gt;samsam..you dont know how much your words sank into my heart:)but the more evident one was your heart.it's just so all out to bless..i see that and i'm moved..even to the point where i feel a lil guilty coz you're younger than me..haaha..man.you're growing into one beautiful woman in God:).appreciate your little msn talks with you!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nickaye&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your efforts..you're a natural lamer really.X).thanks for cheering me up.at the moment where everything else seems like.black.hmm..no other word to describe.but yeah.you've grown a lot since the last time i talked to you:)and i thanks God for that growth..dont be afraid of the past!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wombat&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the little msn talks!:).you're such a sweet you noe..really.i know i dont really talk to you much on msn.still..you initiate every convo to cheer me up time and again.thankew for you your love dearest one:).i'll learn from you:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankew for all the tags &lt;strong&gt;dear friends&lt;/strong&gt;.i know i seem kinda unresponsive.so sorry for that!i'll try not to do it again!:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darren&lt;br /&gt;thankew for understanding so much so much so much..during this whole course.rocks larh:).i know nothing can really express what you've gone through..what you've experienced..i'm truely blessed by your friendship and love.you stood your ground in every circumstance and still gave that same amount of grace and love.i thank God for you much much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.and thanks mum.for being there for me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;isimplyliveforyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-661016997089253865?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/661016997089253865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/661016997089253865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_07_12_archive.html#661016997089253865' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-4813637381146569155</id><published>2007-07-10T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T22:11:01.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes i am going through a difficult time..i admit.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for being sad at weird random moments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;imissthemimissthememories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-4813637381146569155?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4813637381146569155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4813637381146569155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_07_10_archive.html#4813637381146569155' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-4711528706992826459</id><published>2007-07-08T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T01:12:15.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Ro_G6CkkSfI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Dxo2X3YL8t8/s1600-h/IMG_5244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084501204749535730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Ro_G6CkkSfI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Dxo2X3YL8t8/s320/IMG_5244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;ihaveforgottenthefeelingofggtosch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-4711528706992826459?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4711528706992826459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4711528706992826459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_07_08_archive.html#4711528706992826459' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irpUjRe7dMI/Ro_G6CkkSfI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Dxo2X3YL8t8/s72-c/IMG_5244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-3423094998644006716</id><published>2007-07-04T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T02:40:18.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and because i know..i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He holds the future..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and life is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;worth the living..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;just because He lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord.you rawk.&lt;br /&gt;you never fail to pick me up from a fall..&lt;br /&gt;be it lasting for days weeks or years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;negativity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-3423094998644006716?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3423094998644006716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3423094998644006716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_07_04_archive.html#3423094998644006716' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-4693200095485915338</id><published>2007-07-03T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T01:38:14.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sheeps.pure sheeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are all the sheperds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;issit here?no..there?no..then..where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..how?&lt;br /&gt;____________&lt;br /&gt;it's scary.&lt;br /&gt;to not know the way.&lt;br /&gt;when things just shuts it's information at your face&lt;br /&gt;and leave you alone in a place&lt;br /&gt;with nothing&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to live for something bigger..&lt;br /&gt;you've gotta leave the little things in your life.&lt;br /&gt;the chance to live for something bigger always comes by time after time..&lt;br /&gt;but it's always the small things that challenges you..&lt;br /&gt;it's always the same small things you face..&lt;br /&gt;each time..the invitation from God comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there such a thing as a burden too heavy to carry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i just too bothered with the current issues.&lt;br /&gt;coz i really dont wana be..&lt;br /&gt;i wana see the bigger picture that God can show&lt;br /&gt;to rejoice in tribulations.&lt;br /&gt;i could ..could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whatisgoingonexactly?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-4693200095485915338?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4693200095485915338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/4693200095485915338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_07_03_archive.html#4693200095485915338' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-3941775100136026714</id><published>2007-06-23T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T01:18:25.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lord i feel like a complete idiot now.&lt;br /&gt;that my mum has to communicate with me this way.&lt;br /&gt;mayb i shouldnt have said that things were fine at home to pastor..that was a lie..&lt;br /&gt;things arent fine at home.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt stop crying when i read the mail.&lt;br /&gt;Lord did you make me so busy so that i would realise how much i love my mum and how much i miss her?&lt;br /&gt;Lord why make her life so miserable that she has to carry all these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stabmesomaybeicouldfeelherpain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-3941775100136026714?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3941775100136026714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/3941775100136026714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_06_23_archive.html#3941775100136026714' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-8439744777192075646</id><published>2007-06-19T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T03:32:27.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAWADEE KHAAAA :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 2am now..i'm tired.hungry.oops.&lt;br /&gt;just came back from THAILAND.&lt;br /&gt;touch down at eleven plus.&lt;br /&gt;so many so many thought..so many so many emotions.&lt;br /&gt;honestly speaking i feel a lil out of place here in spore now.&lt;br /&gt;after witnessing all that happens in thailand.&lt;br /&gt;but still seeking God..still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i shall write down the things we did on the trip.&lt;br /&gt;so that i can refresh all the memories.:)&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;first day.we bunked into the &lt;em&gt;penthouse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which had &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bright pink&lt;/span&gt; lacy curtains.X)&lt;br /&gt;a toilet that had a heater that trips the whole electricity in our unit.hurhur&lt;br /&gt;felt really mmm..uneasy.not used to the whole environment..&lt;br /&gt;visited the phayakapum church.it's like..&lt;br /&gt;two levels...area is..twice the size of my hall.small..very small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a lot of things to do..we were all on our toes.being&lt;em&gt; task orientated&lt;/em&gt; and all.&lt;br /&gt;coz the next day we had to teach the towns and villagers alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;..devotions with faces you hardly meet.&lt;br /&gt;and off to bed with pple that you say hi and bye to during church&lt;br /&gt;________________________&lt;br /&gt;second day was off to the school at 7 plus.(wed)&lt;br /&gt;ohmygoodness i tell you..&lt;br /&gt;the kids are SUPER CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;not only physically..but their hearts were so innocent.&lt;br /&gt;when we were in the room..they dint dare to come in.&lt;br /&gt;when they finally did..they crawled into the room.&lt;br /&gt;i think it was some form of respect thingy if i'm not wrong..coz apparently their heads cant be higher than ours..&lt;br /&gt;the kids were lively..and they had the loveliest accent of all times.&lt;br /&gt;love the way they greeted us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon: Good morning everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Kids: Gooooodd..MORRNNniinnngg..TTSSEEE cccsshhherrr..(in unison)&lt;br /&gt;Sharon:..how are you?&lt;br /&gt;Kids: ammm FFInneee...andd YOUU??(in unison)&lt;br /&gt;Sharon: Yes i'm fine thank you..sit down sit down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*waves the hands to signal them to sit*..&lt;br /&gt;bearing in mind that 99% of the time they dont know what you're talking about&lt;br /&gt;so you have to use actions to explain to them.&lt;br /&gt;lolness man&lt;br /&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;third day..we had Village evangelism and teaching in the town sch again.(thursday)&lt;br /&gt;we did fruit salad in the lesson..man.the way they snatch for food..&lt;br /&gt;is..:S.i dunno what to say..like..they havent eaten for a thousand days..&lt;br /&gt;even if the mango pieces dropped onto the table that is obviously not wiped for..a bazillion years..&lt;br /&gt;they would pick it up and put it back into the bowl:S&lt;br /&gt;ohh yeah..thailand kids love to cam Hore..:)&lt;br /&gt;the most famous one is the number seven across the chin..&lt;br /&gt;and the number two beside your head.loll.&lt;br /&gt;VE was..haah..funny and good.it was here i got to know the living waters pple much better:)&lt;br /&gt;we performed a lot..everything went according to plan..untill..&lt;br /&gt;it started to pour.&lt;br /&gt;and pour..&lt;br /&gt;and thunder came.&lt;br /&gt;part of the preparations were futile that nite.&lt;br /&gt;but we gave thanks..for the word was said..and the impt things were done.we gave thanks.&lt;br /&gt;when we got back to the church.&lt;br /&gt;we saw that the tentage outside the church half blown away.&lt;br /&gt;we were greeted by the other team members in a common way..&lt;br /&gt;"are you all okay?"&lt;br /&gt;we actually dint realise how big the storm was and how dangerous it was to be&lt;br /&gt;in that small village with little shelter&lt;br /&gt;even the shutters in the church were bent coz of the wind.:S&lt;br /&gt;God was there.&lt;br /&gt;_________________&lt;br /&gt;forth day.(friday)&lt;br /&gt;we had a town camp.&lt;br /&gt;different stations.different teams compete with one another.&lt;br /&gt;sharon, sherlyn and me aka the three musketeers in the team were in charge of captain's ball.&lt;br /&gt;that's where i got my lovely tan:D.&lt;br /&gt;it was also when i gotta know the power of body language.the power of God's love.&lt;br /&gt;it's okay if you cant speak thai.&lt;br /&gt;it's okay if they dont understand what you're saying.&lt;br /&gt;coz in the end..actions speak louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;a smile.an eye contact..means a million to them.&lt;br /&gt;their hearts are really so ready to be bless..&lt;br /&gt;and by that we are blessed.&lt;br /&gt;God really has opened up the doors for thailand..to receive.&lt;br /&gt;Night fell, and we went to the village for our second evangelistic movement.&lt;br /&gt;one man received christ.&lt;br /&gt;three woman did the same.&lt;br /&gt;and all the youths stood up&lt;br /&gt;to be prayed over..&lt;br /&gt;this..was the villiage that bpmc has visited for a few years.&lt;br /&gt;and now they are seeing the fruits of it.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;________________________&lt;br /&gt;saturday!camp at the villiage school&lt;br /&gt;omg..was so tired alrdy.but still i had so much fun with the kids.:)&lt;br /&gt;during the sermon..i was at the back..got hold of a guitar.&lt;br /&gt;played the very few cool chords i know that mattmatt taught me.&lt;br /&gt;brought back so many memories in church..&lt;br /&gt;somehow i thought i would cry..&lt;br /&gt;but at the other side of my heart there is a knowledge of me..&lt;br /&gt;being satisfied with where i am..where God has placed me.&lt;br /&gt;sher took a photo of me playing guit in the greenary.would like to post that up soon:)&lt;br /&gt;after the camp was over.it was ICECREAM GALORE..&lt;br /&gt;everyone bought at least 2 icecreams..&lt;br /&gt;i bought 3:D&lt;br /&gt;omg..jellyicecreams rawks my socks in thailand!&lt;br /&gt;and according to pastor..&lt;br /&gt;what the icecream man earned from us.&lt;br /&gt;can last him the whole month.&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;VE at this last nite..was the best:).though we dint had any alter call or anything..&lt;br /&gt;coz the village head was actually eyeing us..seeing if we did anything against their belief or anything.&lt;br /&gt;bpmc and living waters combined for this VE..and there was this difference that i cant explain.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it was the strengths of the churches combined together..&lt;br /&gt;the gaps filled in..&lt;br /&gt;prayers unified and doubled.&lt;br /&gt;it was great..not only for the pple there..but for us..the team itself.&lt;br /&gt;it almost rained again..but the rain was prayed away..&lt;br /&gt;when we drove back to the church..we saw a tree struck down..and the ground wet.&lt;br /&gt;God really shifted the rain to the borders of the newvillage.&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;sunday.back to bangkok..rangsit church.&lt;br /&gt;stayed there for a nite.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY FINALLY got to see some form of civilisation.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow.&lt;br /&gt;it felt foreign again.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i was too used to the run down conditions in phayak.&lt;br /&gt;and..i FINALLY FINALLY got to play the piano.&lt;br /&gt;omg...*melts..like finally man..so missed playing the piano!!&lt;br /&gt;did a devotion/debrief..till 3am:)&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things were laid on the table..complains..disagreements..evaluations..and&lt;br /&gt;thanksgiving:)&lt;br /&gt;a open and purposeful devotion it was.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY..hurhurhur...&lt;br /&gt;we went shopping at PLATINUM..lol.this fareast look alike mall.&lt;br /&gt;just that prices are SLASHED there.WOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha..felt like some crazy girl running around being amused by all the cheap prices.&lt;br /&gt;bought lotsa stuff:)definitely.&lt;br /&gt;came back satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;bought bubblegum:D&lt;br /&gt;mmhmmm..&lt;br /&gt;missing all the team members currently:(&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;i guess this trip really tore me apart from my oldself.&lt;br /&gt;right before this trip..God really fed me non stop..camps after camps.&lt;br /&gt;conferences after conferences..&lt;br /&gt;talks after talks.&lt;br /&gt;revelations after revelations..&lt;br /&gt;and it all came to a halt when i had to go thailand.&lt;br /&gt;it was like..okay.enuff of feeding.&lt;br /&gt;now you go feed.&lt;br /&gt;what really broke me during the mission trip was our visit to this church..&lt;br /&gt;this church without walls.literally.&lt;br /&gt;the village had 5 families..hardly surviving.&lt;br /&gt;and their once full of vibrant church..&lt;br /&gt;is now left with 4 members..faithfully praying..and waiting. for God to save them.&lt;br /&gt;we sat in the church that was originally built by two evangelist..&lt;br /&gt;with pple gg to bangkok,selling ballons to children,earn money and buy a roof for the church.&lt;br /&gt;we believe, that God's glory is going to come back to that village.&lt;br /&gt;just like how God's glory slowly came into nong kae.&lt;br /&gt;when we left the church i couldnt stop tearing.&lt;br /&gt;like here in thailand we have pple desperately trying to stay alive..yet being so faithful to God.&lt;br /&gt;and back in spore..we are easily troubled by lil things in church..&lt;br /&gt;having all the different politics..&lt;br /&gt;like..it makes it seems like.we're making things complicated for ourselves sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;we're spoilt.really..&lt;br /&gt;the simplicity of the pple there in thailand really blows my mine.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it makes me shake my head when i think of some youngsters in spore..&lt;br /&gt;and how they live their lives.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;well..this trip was really an eyeopener&lt;br /&gt;thank you Lord.&lt;br /&gt;will always rem how you sustain the van&lt;br /&gt;we were practically siting on a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;the van only had two screws left..one broke the other two cracked.&lt;br /&gt;even the car fixer couldnt believe what he saw..&lt;br /&gt;but we believe..&lt;br /&gt;we believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;ahh...&lt;br /&gt;so many so many.&lt;br /&gt;it will go on forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh on another note.&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of tany&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of xiaoyang.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i guess i really missed the fellowship back here in spore!&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to see you all again again again:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;liew and kat..i'll never forget your hospitality towards the team.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;peopleneedtheLord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-8439744777192075646?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8439744777192075646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/8439744777192075646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_06_19_archive.html#8439744777192075646' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-1310455979240081173</id><published>2007-06-09T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T22:12:48.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your will above all else..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my purpose remains..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the art of losing myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and bringing you praise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;my heart aint right i know it.&lt;br /&gt;i cant go thailand like that..&lt;br /&gt;i dont wana go thailand and keep thinking of how much fun pple are having in ycite camp.&lt;br /&gt;no cannot.&lt;br /&gt;so glad that i met up with ben today and talked it out abit.&lt;br /&gt;the great commission is much more greater than my own fun.&lt;br /&gt;so i said a lil prayer..saying..God.you are more impt than my fun..&lt;br /&gt;and i'll come back and share the joy that my friends had in ycite.&lt;br /&gt;the art of losing myself and bringing you praise.broke down when i heard it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how selfish i was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now.i hope darren gets to go to ycite.&lt;br /&gt;so it's almost like saying .."nahh..go have fun in my place."&lt;br /&gt;haahah.XD&lt;br /&gt;well.not only fun.but so much more.so much so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PRAY FOR US ON WED THURSDAY AND FRIDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're having village evangelism on these days.&lt;br /&gt;need a lot of spiritual help..&lt;br /&gt;as Queenie jie's email template says..&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is the slender nerve that moves the muscle of God’s omnipotence.- Charles Spurgeon&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIGHOOHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohman.so hope to see all the CAC churches gathering together.&lt;br /&gt;CAC &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; a family.&lt;br /&gt;then why dont we see each other often?&lt;br /&gt;it's like..how the mother father brothers sisters live in the same house.&lt;br /&gt;have the same surname..&lt;br /&gt;have the same faith..&lt;br /&gt;but they dont see each other often.&lt;br /&gt;family aint supposed to be that way.&lt;br /&gt;hope the different CAC churches will care to meet up..&lt;br /&gt;and on my part i'm gona try my best to entice them to come!&lt;br /&gt;cumon CAC..cumon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;takemyheartbutpleasedontbreakit.vulnerable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-1310455979240081173?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/1310455979240081173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/1310455979240081173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_06_09_archive.html#1310455979240081173' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-2090180143965561016</id><published>2007-06-04T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T01:11:23.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;significance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why dint we see that?&lt;br /&gt;so much to do.&lt;br /&gt;so much we can do.&lt;br /&gt;so much we need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am feeling like i'm gg to a far away land.&lt;br /&gt;and that happens whenever i go ky.&lt;br /&gt;just that this time it's gona be bigscale cos its....*drumroolll*&lt;br /&gt;JYC CAMP!!!!!!!!!WOOTS&lt;br /&gt;the very camp that brought me to ky.&lt;br /&gt;going to be there from mon to..thursday.&lt;br /&gt;so no onlining and chatting for these days.heh.&lt;br /&gt;can sense a really fun camp coming up!:D&lt;br /&gt;hope i really can be some good help to the leaders.&lt;br /&gt;and be a blessing to the younger ones.YAYNESS!:)&lt;br /&gt;been to jyc this morning..and saw so much space we older pple can work in.&lt;br /&gt;to point them to God..to tell them stuff..to give affirmation.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD COME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gonamissyouyea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-2090180143965561016?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2090180143965561016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/2090180143965561016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_06_04_archive.html#2090180143965561016' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-1523560382337226161</id><published>2007-06-02T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T23:30:49.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love is a choice.&lt;br /&gt;a very good one:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for mission trip to start!:)&lt;br /&gt;i think it wont be long b4 we'll be heading back from Thailand..&lt;br /&gt;missing all the kids there..&lt;br /&gt;can alrdy feel the moment when we'll be siting the car back home.&lt;br /&gt;thinking of all the things we've done in the trip.&lt;br /&gt;wondering how the kids are doing..&lt;br /&gt;wondering how the other team members are doing.&lt;br /&gt;sigh:)&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;recently i've been playing so much isketch.&lt;br /&gt;hanging out so much with the thursday gang.&lt;br /&gt;it's really a blessing&lt;br /&gt;i keep wondering ..how did i ever get to be in such a wonderful group&lt;br /&gt;such a wonderful church&lt;br /&gt;it almost seems surreal.&lt;br /&gt;a miny heaven i call it.:)&lt;br /&gt;it's like how cool how everyone has a part to play in the gang.&lt;br /&gt;we have from the entertainers to the planners to the victims.HURHUR.&lt;br /&gt;X)&lt;br /&gt;___________________&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for bighooha and jyc camp!:)&lt;br /&gt;hope bpmc goes for bighooha.&lt;br /&gt;it's gona be a wham man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;justtobebyyoursidethereishopeinmylife.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-1523560382337226161?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/1523560382337226161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/1523560382337226161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_06_02_archive.html#1523560382337226161' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-6101492729853105043</id><published>2007-05-29T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T02:01:36.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you joel.coz of you i have learnt so much.&lt;br /&gt;________&lt;br /&gt;it is true.&lt;br /&gt;pple..esp our generation do things&lt;br /&gt;because they like to..just because they &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; like doing it.&lt;br /&gt;like how pple decide whether they wana study..&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like studying..&lt;br /&gt;and therefore i dont study.&lt;br /&gt;kinda makes what they feel a matter of fact.&lt;br /&gt;and then they miss out.&lt;br /&gt;and i am very conscious of this too coz i've done it so many times in my life&lt;br /&gt;and not only in studying.but also in every aspect of my life.&lt;br /&gt;makes me wonder what i've been doing for the past decade of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;andyou'veopenedmyeyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='html'>all that i am is you&lt;br /&gt;all that i seek &lt;em&gt;is to follow you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll&lt;em&gt; run&lt;/em&gt; to your side when you call&lt;br /&gt;there is the hope i am longing for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just to be by your side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there is hope in my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no greater freedom i'll find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so take my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that i have to give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take my world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just inhabit all of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take my dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;make me assuredly yours..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord i can never ever express how thankful i am for these last few days&lt;br /&gt;just lingering in your presence&lt;br /&gt;is the best thing i can do on this earth,in this life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bringmedeeper&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;assuredlyyours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-1513654362186316826?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/1513654362186316826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/1513654362186316826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamgnap.blogspot.com/2007_05_27_archive.html#1513654362186316826' title=''/><author><name>YaM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123465928884807143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462637.post-5408141270128438160</id><published>2007-05-22T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T15:22:37.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was in a state of melted shock..&lt;br /&gt;when sarah ran over to hug me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why what's the matter dear?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no...because you're going off to study already.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... ... dont worry kay?i'll try to come back and visit you all when i'm free"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah nods..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"where are you going?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mm..i'm going toilet.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she ran off..&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;my heart almost broke into two pieces larh.&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm not gona come back anytime soon..&lt;br /&gt;aint got the time to anyway&lt;br /&gt;i really hope they dont stop music classes coz i'm not their teacher anymore.&lt;br /&gt;really feel very moved by these little kids..&lt;br /&gt;they really know how to move their way into your heart.&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand.&lt;br /&gt;they wont remember me either.&lt;br /&gt;i myself never remembered any teachers in my kindergarten day anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;okay thankew time:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankew for all wellwishes friends!truely felt blessed and loved by your lil msges and dedications, smses and all..no matter how LAME or how short it was..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankew 4 all the small surprises you all gave.:)&lt;br /&gt;the one at glenn's house was a blast!hahaha..thanks to the ORGANISER.hurhur.that i get to have such a wonderful unforgettable bday party of my life:D&lt;br /&gt;thankew to all the 89ers!for the funny candlesss, tiramisu icecream and lovely hugs and smiles.XD.hurhur..hilarious cann..love you guys to bits bits bits!XD&lt;br /&gt;thankew to the KY pple!for the cake for the prayers:)really that's the best gift i can ever get.a blessing by you all through a simple prayer simple smile:)love you all:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in office now..so chow!XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;soblessedicantbelieveit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GoDLoVeZyOu!#&amp;amp;$@)%]&lt;br /&gt;[drownedingod'slove]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462637-5408141270128438160?l=yamgnap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5408141270128438160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462637/posts/default/5408141270128438160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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