<?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-10125574</id><updated>2011-12-15T11:06:34.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The JoyRIde</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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>415</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-1442118096153169216</id><published>2010-03-07T22:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:54:01.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span my="" birthday=""  style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;My Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember 2 years ago, no one remembers my birthday or celebrated with me except for my brother. And I still remember that is when the Lord spoke to me and said that if I trust on Man and put expectations on them, they shall surely fail me. Trust in the Lord and He shall NEVER fail you. And from then onwards, I told the Lord that if no one remembers my birthday, its ok because He created me on this date and as long as He remembers, it is all that matters. And I began to put expectations on the Lord. And true enough, he never fails. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dearest friends, Melissa and Vanessa, Susan( not able to make it in the end) celebrated with me my birthday during the weekday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two days before my actual birthday, Robin and gang celebrated with me my birthday at Ebisboshi. I didn't expect them to remember my birthday since it has been a while since we last met up. I thought it was one the gathering. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5PCJ_fq4PI/AAAAAAAACA0/nY3jTrKrjvQ/s1600-h/24109_346101769548_626149548_3509701_3430870_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5PCJ_fq4PI/AAAAAAAACA0/nY3jTrKrjvQ/s400/24109_346101769548_626149548_3509701_3430870_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445909851339940082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5PCJkUC_JI/AAAAAAAACAs/5r36DZRtN5M/s1600-h/24109_346101614548_626149548_3509689_5859783_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5PCJkUC_JI/AAAAAAAACAs/5r36DZRtN5M/s400/24109_346101614548_626149548_3509689_5859783_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445909844043431058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5PCJVyHecI/AAAAAAAACAk/lVsqRI7_X-o/s1600-h/24109_346101724548_626149548_3509699_172775_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5PCJVyHecI/AAAAAAAACAk/lVsqRI7_X-o/s400/24109_346101724548_626149548_3509699_172775_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445909840143022530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5PCJGYOUEI/AAAAAAAACAc/ZfHJIWxA2a0/s1600-h/24109_346101719548_626149548_3509698_6371008_n.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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5PCJGYOUEI/AAAAAAAACAc/ZfHJIWxA2a0/s400/24109_346101719548_626149548_3509698_6371008_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445909836007886914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5PCI-2qbtI/AAAAAAAACAU/j1TXGF40nxQ/s1600-h/my+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5PCI-2qbtI/AAAAAAAACAU/j1TXGF40nxQ/s400/my+cake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445909833988075218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All along, I expect God to do things for me. It can be little things but yet meaningful to me. For example, by allowing me a slot to do presentation for the 1 Day Financial Empowerment Workshop means a lot to me since I was always passionate about public speaking. It was an interesting experience for me. Later that night, some of our caregroup members and me went to watch movie together. I didn't expect them to celebrate for me since I believed they must have done so on Friday caregroup. After the Alice and wonderland show, we went to chill out as usual. And they actually give me a little surprise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5Zjv7GmSPI/AAAAAAAACCU/7SOs_D06J9I/s1600-h/24227_1343803227493_1003595553_1037198_7939500_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5Zjv7GmSPI/AAAAAAAACCU/7SOs_D06J9I/s400/24227_1343803227493_1003595553_1037198_7939500_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446650474321561842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5ZjvDHN9kI/AAAAAAAACCM/cMXlFZl2XSo/s1600-h/24227_1343803187492_1003595553_1037197_4028688_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5ZjvDHN9kI/AAAAAAAACCM/cMXlFZl2XSo/s400/24227_1343803187492_1003595553_1037197_4028688_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446650459291776578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5Zju0aLJfI/AAAAAAAACCE/geyGkCGAoGk/s1600-h/24227_1343803107490_1003595553_1037195_7228948_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5Zju0aLJfI/AAAAAAAACCE/geyGkCGAoGk/s400/24227_1343803107490_1003595553_1037195_7228948_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446650455344752114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5ZjubCY_cI/AAAAAAAACB8/bxjatrtqH8A/s1600-h/24227_1343803067489_1003595553_1037194_3225551_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5ZjubCY_cI/AAAAAAAACB8/bxjatrtqH8A/s400/24227_1343803067489_1003595553_1037194_3225551_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446650448534109634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5ZjuPVFJzI/AAAAAAAACB0/cMQcD93vYdo/s1600-h/24227_1343802987487_1003595553_1037192_3508495_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5ZjuPVFJzI/AAAAAAAACB0/cMQcD93vYdo/s400/24227_1343802987487_1003595553_1037192_3508495_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446650445391275826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5ZkfTZPK1I/AAAAAAAACCs/Ni8Kj18FCEw/s1600-h/24227_1343803227493_1003595553_1037198_7939500_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5ZkfTZPK1I/AAAAAAAACCs/Ni8Kj18FCEw/s400/24227_1343803227493_1003595553_1037198_7939500_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446651288296041298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5ZkeNZfPwI/AAAAAAAACCc/3moSnMQ3Fe4/s1600-h/24227_1343803267494_1003595553_1037199_4563732_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5ZkeNZfPwI/AAAAAAAACCc/3moSnMQ3Fe4/s400/24227_1343803267494_1003595553_1037199_4563732_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446651269506612994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5ZkerO78jI/AAAAAAAACCk/UL4CWuMQx0w/s1600-h/24227_1343813187742_1003595553_1037224_4706351_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5ZkerO78jI/AAAAAAAACCk/UL4CWuMQx0w/s400/24227_1343813187742_1003595553_1037224_4706351_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446651277515420210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The actual day itself, I received ang baos from my uncle and auntie, beautiful card from Edwin and Eugene. Moreover, I thought the church service was exceptional good! The whole Israel episode trip and sermon seems to speaking to me throughout the whole session. I choose to spend time with my beloved brother for a yummy dinner.  When I reached home, my family bought a cake for me as well. I believe this year is the first time I ate so many cakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And not to forget all the people who wished me well wishes over Facebook, sms and calls especially from Brennon all the way from Korea and Eric whom I have not catch up for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these people are sent by the Lord to bless me and I shall receive all the blessings that they speak forth over me and may it all come true! 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1442118096153169216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S5PCJ_fq4PI/AAAAAAAACA0/nY3jTrKrjvQ/s72-c/24109_346101769548_626149548_3509701_3430870_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-2940905005740886537</id><published>2010-02-28T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:28:53.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to the doctor</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Visit to the doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I was scalded by real hot boiling water. At first I thought its just a scald and will recover after a while. As my sis was using the toilet, I didn't bother to put my scald under running water. It didn't cross my mind to use ice, thinking that it's not that serious. Little did I expect that a huge scar was formed the very next day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried applying olive oil to lessen the intense pain as well as lighten the scar. It works actually. The pain subsides readily after I applied. However, my brother got really worried due to the wound. Therefore, I was persuaded to visit a doctor. But he was really concerned for me that made me really touched although he nagged for quite a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all people that knew about it, he was the only one who truly cared. He accompanied me to the skin specialist at 8-11 clinic &amp;amp; surgical at Yishun Central which is renowned for the effectiveness. Alas! The bill cost a bomb! $123! I am so going to claim from my personal accident insurance! The doctor said that it was a first degree burn and just a portion maybe a second degree burn. Scarring might or not might happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frankly speaking, the cream seems to really work to my surprise. I always thought that doctors are out to cheat our money by giving us cream that doesn't work anyway. However when I applied that cream, immediately, the colour changed to a darker colour and the 2nd degree burn that has accumulated the dead skin fall off. The skin seems to regenerate and repair though still a bit exposed. Antibiotics is also given. I am very kiasu about making sure I finish the dosage since I heard scary consequences of not doing so. Vitamins are also given. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe God's healing also works together with the cream!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-2940905005740886537?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/2940905005740886537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=2940905005740886537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2940905005740886537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2940905005740886537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2010/02/visit-to-doctor.html' title='Visit to the doctor'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-8768458334118771064</id><published>2010-02-26T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T22:25:03.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review of 3 Idiots</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Review of 3 Idiots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the first time I ever gone to a cinema meant for Tamils. Since Brennan highly recommend and treat the show, I together with another 2 colleagues went for the show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The show is only screened at REX which is a cinema meant for the Tamils. All the shows are in Tamil. I wasn't too convinced about how nice the show but the way he bragged about it, I thought no harm giving it a shot. Indeed, this was one of the best shows ever! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story begins with two best friends together with a challenger to find Rancho, their best friend. The challenger wanted to prove that he is more successful after many years compared to Rancho. In addition, the challenger is supposed to have a deal with one of the most renowned scientist, Sandra Wangdu due to his invention after challenging and finding Rancho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon flashback, Rancho was an extraordinary student in university known for his passion for learning and engineering. He has the guts and courage not found in an ordinary student. I was deeply moved and motivated by his desire to learn and apply knowledge learnt to situations. One interesting scene was when the professor presented the students about this fountain pen invented after spending millions of dollars to be used by astronauts in space. As ordinary pen could not be used due to the absence of gravity, the pen was created. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rancho raised a question that shocked the professor:"If pen could not be used in space, why not use a pencil, then we can save millions?" Interesting question huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story continues with him encouraging his two friends that if one will to "Pursue excellence, success will chase after him or her" Sounds like when you seek and pursue Jesus, success will hunt you down. Throughout the show, he challenged the norm and seek for better teaching methods by showing the professor how ineffective as a professor he is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He invented on an machine that was created by another student and caused it to be able to fly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most amazingly, he managed to deliver a baby in a table tennis room. Due to the pregnancy difficulty, he have to use a vacuum suction equipment to suck out the baby. However, due to the power failure, he managed to create the equipment through use of car batteries, vacuum cleaner and rubber pads in the midst of the chaos. Awesome feat!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best part of the story was the twist when Rancho is not his real name. He actually studied and obtain the degree on behalf of someone who is rich and famous. After obtaining the certificate, he left the country. After much search by his friends, finally he was found in a village being a teacher. Many of the items were invented using simple machines to make chores more simple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The friends finally brought his girlfriend and find him. Just as the challenger was mocking him due to his incompetency in being just a village teacher, Rancho revealed his real name Sandra Wangdu, the famous scientist that the challenger is looking for! Awesome movie! The best I ever saw, one that made me cry and laugh then cry and then laugh.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/10125574-8768458334118771064?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/8768458334118771064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=8768458334118771064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8768458334118771064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8768458334118771064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2010/02/review-of-3-idiots.html' title='Review of 3 Idiots'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-8630760416386671402</id><published>2010-02-20T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:51:41.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purpose in my career</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Purpose in my career&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long long time since I last blog. Well, partly cause I am always at work when I am at the computer. Just recently, I felt a greater purpose in my career. I knew I am called by God to be in the insurance industry. But recently, I really have a new found revelation in my role. Being with Prudential, I am not competing with AIA, GE or any other companies. I am actually in competition with enemies like death, dread diseases like cancer etc. Its a race between them and me, either I get to the friends/ individual first or them. The moment once I am first, they are well protected with the free of worry for the huge hospitalization bills and the sorrows that comes along with it which only money can solve. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently have been hearing news from friends that either their friends or loved ones got strike with critical illness like lung cancer and brain cancer. It just pains my heart to know that one is  not protected and yet relieved to know that one is protected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On top of that, money can actually be maximized and work for us rather than us just blindly working for money and keeping in the bank. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, I yearn for more of God's wisdom and His favour to guide me through my career.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-8630760416386671402?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/8630760416386671402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=8630760416386671402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8630760416386671402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8630760416386671402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2010/02/purpose-in-my-career.html' title='Purpose in my career'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-8715363364108911029</id><published>2010-01-01T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:30:15.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to 2010- Year of restful increase</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Countdown to 2010- Year of restful increase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry that I never update blog for so long. Really do not have the mood to blog recently due to busy schedule. Well, therefore I shall blog on some events that I have been for those who wonder where I disappeared to. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally enjoy the countdown to 2010 cause I had lots of fun with the games and the people. The food is also fantastic. I heard that Desmond spent $800 just on the catering! Indeed it was delicious. Even have clayfish... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah ya.. maybe let some of the pics show what is happening...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nvR380mfI/AAAAAAAAB_U/j5L_0QA6zts/s1600-h/20055_273090058974_753478974_4492859_8152384_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nvR380mfI/AAAAAAAAB_U/j5L_0QA6zts/s400/20055_273090058974_753478974_4492859_8152384_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425130316500343282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nvRq6EA2I/AAAAAAAAB_M/QfsrJlzzenE/s1600-h/20055_273090043974_753478974_4492858_270531_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nvRq6EA2I/AAAAAAAAB_M/QfsrJlzzenE/s400/20055_273090043974_753478974_4492858_270531_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425130312999109474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nvRKe-hmI/AAAAAAAAB_E/uOI3jIHj-8k/s1600-h/20055_273090038974_753478974_4492857_706943_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nvRKe-hmI/AAAAAAAAB_E/uOI3jIHj-8k/s400/20055_273090038974_753478974_4492857_706943_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425130304295568994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nvQmbZr-I/AAAAAAAAB-8/iD0KNT6wieU/s1600-h/20055_273090028974_753478974_4492856_521631_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nvQmbZr-I/AAAAAAAAB-8/iD0KNT6wieU/s400/20055_273090028974_753478974_4492856_521631_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425130294616895458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nvQH2HHkI/AAAAAAAAB-0/B8Ml42c7VGQ/s1600-h/20055_273083938974_753478974_4492789_2659667_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nvQH2HHkI/AAAAAAAAB-0/B8Ml42c7VGQ/s400/20055_273083938974_753478974_4492789_2659667_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425130286407425602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nv6sY3w9I/AAAAAAAAB_8/ymNFyqIdHaA/s1600-h/Chan+n+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nv6sY3w9I/AAAAAAAAB_8/ymNFyqIdHaA/s400/Chan+n+me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425131017771402194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nv6Th4l-I/AAAAAAAAB_0/oqyLhnOGa0g/s1600-h/20055_272948213974_753478974_4491737_3687863_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nv6Th4l-I/AAAAAAAAB_0/oqyLhnOGa0g/s400/20055_272948213974_753478974_4491737_3687863_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425131011098318818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nv6GQliYI/AAAAAAAAB_s/e2kFuxOBdtw/s1600-h/20055_272941013974_753478974_4491683_2325284_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nv6GQliYI/AAAAAAAAB_s/e2kFuxOBdtw/s400/20055_272941013974_753478974_4491683_2325284_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425131007536105858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nv5vTRAgI/AAAAAAAAB_k/VIlBbtyfCbI/s1600-h/my+present.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nv5vTRAgI/AAAAAAAAB_k/VIlBbtyfCbI/s400/my+present.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425131001373327874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nv5YyO19I/AAAAAAAAB_c/EolPXG0q8go/s1600-h/longest+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nv5YyO19I/AAAAAAAAB_c/EolPXG0q8go/s400/longest+hair.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425130995329193938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nwwXtMj_I/AAAAAAAACAE/BwlSBTgDm1s/s1600-h/amy%27s+turn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nwwXtMj_I/AAAAAAAACAE/BwlSBTgDm1s/s400/amy%27s+turn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425131939932442610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-8715363364108911029?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/8715363364108911029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=8715363364108911029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8715363364108911029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8715363364108911029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2010/01/countdown-to-2010-year-of-restful.html' title='Countdown to 2010- Year of restful increase'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/S0nvR380mfI/AAAAAAAAB_U/j5L_0QA6zts/s72-c/20055_273090058974_753478974_4492859_8152384_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-1775497140983252838</id><published>2009-11-14T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T21:02:41.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My experience at Gen Rev Camp 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;My experience at Gen Rev Camp 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that my God spoke to me during the camp.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is such a faithful God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had many expectations before I go this camp. I was burdened with the cares of this world, about the many things that a person would be troubled about, career, relationships, health etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am facing myself not liking to work, ankle being injured and feeling tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it is spiritual warfare somehow and I really believe the Lord shall provide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True enough, he provides. During the whole camp, the services really speaks to me. I have been sleeping for the longest time during service on Sunday. I will sleep till like no one's business and could not wake up even when my friend nudge me. I will listen half of the service, and sleep the other half, sometimes it got so bad that I slept throughout. It is not that I am tired, but somehow I just felt so sleepy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amazingly, during the camp, I did not sleep during service but was of full attention. I really received a lot, more than I thought I would. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is good, he knows my heart and my fears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was most precious was my experience with the Holy spirit. I was prayed for twice by other leaders but I felt I did not receive despite the leaders mutter some prayers over me. Then when Pastor Benjamin called for people who are doing business to come up, I went ahead. I was hoping that he would pray some prophetic words over me but instead, he just tap on my forehead with anointing oil and go. To my amazement, I was slained. I fell to the ground and my body shook uncontrollably and my face felt so hot and I just cried uncontrollably. Soon, I felt the Lord spoke to me this words so clearly," I have called you for a purpose such as this" and my heart felt a burden lifted off. Anyway, the prayer I asked God was whether it is his will that I am in the financial line. And it was a confirmation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was healed from my ankle pain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And throughout the camp, I knew that I shall certainly have double restoration in my life, in terms of finance, health, relationships and many many more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Praise Jesus, all glory to Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-1775497140983252838?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/1775497140983252838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=1775497140983252838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1775497140983252838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1775497140983252838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-experience-at-gen-rev-camp-2009.html' title='My experience at Gen Rev Camp 2009'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-8560862011526701706</id><published>2009-10-04T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T21:51:34.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ushering</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Ushering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;God has been faithful and good to me. I am amazed that I kinda of enjoy serving as usher. Partly cause my location is quite easy to manage. I see things in a different point of view and felt that I am in for an awesome time of receiving. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though I was really not feeling well whereby I keep sneezing and  feeling tired, I still enjoyed serving. During the second service, I sit in and listened and was amazed how God spoke to me regarding eczema and career. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Truly God is faithul. He has something great for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-8560862011526701706?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/8560862011526701706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=8560862011526701706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8560862011526701706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8560862011526701706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/10/ushering.html' title='Ushering'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-665891810968125837</id><published>2009-10-03T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T21:45:47.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mooncake festival 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Mooncake festival 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our beloved Van invited us to her house as usual for mid autumn celebration. Though I was tired, I totally enjoyed the food and the accompany. We had hotplate beef, sotong, mushroom etc which was very well prepared. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we went to the playground and took picutres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Ssimripb3FI/AAAAAAAAB-o/b22wmPhMfHY/s1600-h/8823_142840272195_518707195_2743600_369415_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388740221113982034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Ssimripb3FI/AAAAAAAAB-o/b22wmPhMfHY/s400/8823_142840272195_518707195_2743600_369415_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SsimrL0BvyI/AAAAAAAAB-g/t_F0uzBM_Ns/s1600-h/8823_142840302195_518707195_2743602_5067392_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388740214984392482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SsimrL0BvyI/AAAAAAAAB-g/t_F0uzBM_Ns/s400/8823_142840302195_518707195_2743602_5067392_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SsimqnSuiuI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/Ys060E0GF2E/s1600-h/8823_142840162195_518707195_2743584_5153722_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388740205181045474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SsimqnSuiuI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/Ys060E0GF2E/s400/8823_142840162195_518707195_2743584_5153722_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-665891810968125837?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/665891810968125837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=665891810968125837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/665891810968125837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/665891810968125837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/10/mooncake-festival-2009.html' title='Mooncake festival 2009'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Ssimripb3FI/AAAAAAAAB-o/b22wmPhMfHY/s72-c/8823_142840272195_518707195_2743600_369415_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-2798823929153760629</id><published>2009-08-29T00:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:04:33.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIM Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;SIM Graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I was not at all excited about this graduation. To be its just part of the process of graduation. Its weird how a person's concept will change with time. I remembered when I first enter uni I was so admiring the graduates who wore the gown and walking around. But when it comes to my turn, all such excitement was no longer there. And also initially I thought that other then my brother, no one else will be there. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still remember during my poly graduation, no one (family members) was there. So somehow, I thought this might be the same this time. Somehow I was a bit upset thinking that in the end no adult might be here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, God is great, I remembered just mentioning this to God. And guess what? This time, my uncle, brother, father and sister came! As I only have 2 tickets for the ceremony, my uncle and brother sit through and took a picture of me while I was on stage. Only family members would really sit through and pay attention till my name is called to take a picture. At the back of my mind while I was waiting for my turn, "wow... so many people, if its me, will I notice who is who?". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe its the rare chance for all my family members to be around, I felt a sense of warmth while taking pictures with them and knowing they are around for me. Thereby explaining the majority pictures taking with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, it was fun taking pictures with my beloved friends Melissa and Susan who survive with me during these years in the university. Before school began, I was wondering if I am able to graduate successfully and when I graduate, all things just seems easy and actually enjoyable in its season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also met up with my ex caregroup members who make my life so enjoyable while I was in uni. They are the ones that makes me want to go back to school other than for projects and lessons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to forget the other friends that I made during my course of study. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SpgFM8pPOgI/AAAAAAAAB8g/DF9jbrgn7w4/s1600-h/P1060068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SpgFM8pPOgI/AAAAAAAAB8g/DF9jbrgn7w4/s400/P1060068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375051875262347778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SpgFMfSTDEI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/ewwIDa2LCh4/s1600-h/P1060071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SpgFLHGty1I/AAAAAAAAB8A/wvhn4dom6SQ/s400/P1060088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375051843710602066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SpgGt1xPqUI/AAAAAAAAB84/TMHuXCE93DI/s1600-h/DSC01685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 383px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SpgGt1xPqUI/AAAAAAAAB84/TMHuXCE93DI/s400/DSC01685.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375053539864193346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SpgGta4FmII/AAAAAAAAB8w/OEEeolO6kOk/s1600-h/DSC01684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SpgGta4FmII/AAAAAAAAB8w/OEEeolO6kOk/s400/DSC01684.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375053532645136514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SpgGtJAK2PI/AAAAAAAAB8o/JJAisVHu-QQ/s1600-h/DSC01683+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SpgGtJAK2PI/AAAAAAAAB8o/JJAisVHu-QQ/s400/DSC01683+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375053527847196914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-2798823929153760629?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/2798823929153760629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=2798823929153760629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2798823929153760629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2798823929153760629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/08/sim-graduation.html' title='SIM Graduation'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SpgFM8pPOgI/AAAAAAAAB8g/DF9jbrgn7w4/s72-c/P1060068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-6573832199742951891</id><published>2009-08-07T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:01:03.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanessa's 23rd Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Vanessa's 23rd Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is our beloved Vanessa's birthday. As usual it was always enjoyable to have her around. We went to Tony Roman's for the first time and shared the food as the servings were huge. Then we proceed to Paulander for a drink. It was only because it was her birthday that I agreed to go. Doesn't really fancy such places. However, ended up thinking that the beer was nice and not bitter as I imagined. And its great that she enjoyed herself there. It was an awesome evening with Vanessa and the gang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sn7Us38euBI/AAAAAAAAB74/EsHTE4xzMfw/s1600-h/5416_111458367195_518707195_2390081_4512615_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sn7Us38euBI/AAAAAAAAB74/EsHTE4xzMfw/s400/5416_111458367195_518707195_2390081_4512615_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367961673269164050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sn7UsuRhxuI/AAAAAAAAB7w/e3jixhDZFN8/s1600-h/5416_111458467195_518707195_2390096_6212178_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sn7UsuRhxuI/AAAAAAAAB7w/e3jixhDZFN8/s400/5416_111458467195_518707195_2390096_6212178_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367961670673090274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sn7UV2LtJSI/AAAAAAAAB7o/wFajP7cSmAw/s1600-h/5416_111458572195_518707195_2390113_6498617_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sn7UV2LtJSI/AAAAAAAAB7o/wFajP7cSmAw/s400/5416_111458572195_518707195_2390113_6498617_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367961277659161890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sn7UVnNyCRI/AAAAAAAAB7g/U2FHTLj0vr4/s1600-h/5416_111458662195_518707195_2390126_390007_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sn7UVnNyCRI/AAAAAAAAB7g/U2FHTLj0vr4/s400/5416_111458662195_518707195_2390126_390007_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367961273641339154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sn7UVcj2VNI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/us70BrUdwZY/s1600-h/5416_111458877195_518707195_2390156_3319112_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sn7UVcj2VNI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/us70BrUdwZY/s400/5416_111458877195_518707195_2390156_3319112_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367961270781105362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sn7UVAyMl5I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/cF-TD3ruywA/s1600-h/me+and+beer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sn7UVAyMl5I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/cF-TD3ruywA/s400/me+and+beer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367961263325091730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sn7UUdrLwAI/AAAAAAAAB7I/DHHlI_5xOLk/s1600-h/5416_111459052195_518707195_2390183_7405375_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sn7UUdrLwAI/AAAAAAAAB7I/DHHlI_5xOLk/s400/5416_111459052195_518707195_2390183_7405375_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367961253900435458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-6573832199742951891?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/6573832199742951891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=6573832199742951891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/6573832199742951891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/6573832199742951891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/08/vanessas-23rd-birthday.html' title='Vanessa&apos;s 23rd Birthday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sn7Us38euBI/AAAAAAAAB74/EsHTE4xzMfw/s72-c/5416_111458367195_518707195_2390081_4512615_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-198123714992124101</id><published>2009-07-19T00:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T01:13:21.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look into your eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Look into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an area of my life that I seek God about. And, He really answers when I seek Him. It was so uncanny that He told me to just look into His eyes. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reading a book and there was this story about Anna and the king. The king is rich and lots of women are eyeing Him. He held a banquet and many beautiful women are invited. When it was time for the ballroom dance, the king walked straight to Anna, his eyes fixed only on her. He bypass all the other women and offer his hand to her. Anna glazed into his eyes and offered her hand to her. As she followed him to the centre of the ballroom, he continued to glazed only into her eyes as the other women are feeling jealous and critizing Anna. Then Anna told him that she can't dance, but the king told her:"Do not fear, look into my eyes and let me lead you". Immediately her heart was at peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprisingly, during caregroup time, Galvin and Melvin demonstrated this principle. It was really concidence. I never mentioned this story to anyone but Galvin was prompted to share this principle by getting Melvin to glare into his eyes while he lead him around the room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was amazed that God really speaks to me. I have got the answer, that is only to look into Your eyes, and all things will go smoothly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indeed as You have spoken:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;Enlarge the place of your tent, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;      And let them stretch out the curtains of your dwellings;&lt;br /&gt;   Do not spare;&lt;br /&gt;   Lengthen your cords,&lt;br /&gt;   And strengthen your stakes.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18723" class="versenum" value="3" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; For you shall expand to the right and to the left,&lt;br /&gt;   And your descendants will inherit the nations,&lt;br /&gt;   And make the desolate cities inhabited.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18724" class="versenum" value="4" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; “ Do not fear, for you will not be ashamed;&lt;br /&gt;   Neither be disgraced, for you will not be put to shame;&lt;br /&gt;   For you will forget the shame of your youth,&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18725" class="versenum" value="5" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; For your Maker &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; your husband"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;Surely, the Lord will bless my career. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-198123714992124101?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/198123714992124101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=198123714992124101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/198123714992124101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/198123714992124101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/07/look-into-your-eyes.html' title='Look into your eyes'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-3830089383132574956</id><published>2009-07-05T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:32:32.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Bored Sunday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today majority of my caregroup went to Hillsongs in Australia. I kinda of feel a bit sian. Fortunately Adeline helped me book a seat in the auditorium and I met Angie to enter together. However, after the service, I went back home alone as they are meeting their JC friends.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I somehow just felt so bored, a feeling that I haven't been feeling for sometime. Kinda of just felt like talking to someone. To my dismay, after asking two friends out, they are not able to make it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I just went window shopping (can't  buy le, spend too much yesterday), and took a few pics while trying out some clothes. Lord, fill my heart with your joy. I hate this feeling of boredom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SlC3zsH5eVI/AAAAAAAAB6I/7ZwsXmqX2O0/s1600-h/DSC01646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SlC3zsH5eVI/AAAAAAAAB6I/7ZwsXmqX2O0/s400/DSC01646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354982055589017938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SlC3zcKFNqI/AAAAAAAAB6A/XW8bTgHw4Io/s1600-h/DSC01642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SlC3zcKFNqI/AAAAAAAAB6A/XW8bTgHw4Io/s400/DSC01642.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354982051303208610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-3830089383132574956?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/3830089383132574956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=3830089383132574956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3830089383132574956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3830089383132574956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/07/bored-sunday.html' title='Bored Sunday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SlC3zsH5eVI/AAAAAAAAB6I/7ZwsXmqX2O0/s72-c/DSC01646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-668287369990593516</id><published>2009-05-17T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T00:25:15.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Following God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sg7nIkG0UXI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/OPi5Aw-u1gw/s1600-h/DSC01547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sg7nIkG0UXI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/OPi5Aw-u1gw/s400/DSC01547.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336456742797857138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sg7nIkAydwI/AAAAAAAAB4I/a43ecYChQuY/s1600-h/DSC01544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sg7nIkAydwI/AAAAAAAAB4I/a43ecYChQuY/s400/DSC01544.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336456742772569858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sg7nIQGkzHI/AAAAAAAAB4A/Ji-4os6_CZ8/s1600-h/DSC01543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sg7nIQGkzHI/AAAAAAAAB4A/Ji-4os6_CZ8/s400/DSC01543.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336456737428130930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-668287369990593516?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/668287369990593516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=668287369990593516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/668287369990593516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/668287369990593516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/05/following-god.html' title='Following God'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sg7nIkG0UXI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/OPi5Aw-u1gw/s72-c/DSC01547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-4037142662571268777</id><published>2009-05-13T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T01:05:59.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Following God's leading</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Following God's leading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I was wear high wedges and the stupid train breakdown. The time taken for me to stand in the MRT is enough for me to reach my stop. In between my trip home, the train just paused and paused. Finally at AMK station, all trains are terminated and all the people are supposed to take alternative transport home. All are to leave the station. Everyone was feeling distressed and irritated. Things appear in chaos as everyone scurried to get out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I too was about to feel distressed when the Lord prompt me to take a seat and  listen to Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then sat down on the bench and listen to His promptings in my heart. I was asking Him in my heart what should I do? I heard and saw people around me calling someone to tell them what they should do, to take bus or to get someone to fetch them. But I have no one to call. Therefore, I just asked God what I should do. Suddenly, he just gave me this desire to shop at AMK Hub and have dinner there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just follow my desire and squeeze my way to AMK Hub. All along I wanted to go there to shope for shoes but since I won't want to specially stop there to take a look at the shoes. After scanning through the shoes there, I still could not find anything that will suit me. So as I headed towards the food court to have my dinner, I seemed to saw someone familiar at New York New York. Indeed, its Kelissa and Wei Loon there.  I was feeling grateful that He caused me to run into them. I then joined them for dinner divinely and enjoyed my dinner there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we left, it was time that the MRT disruption was settled and I went back home. I felt so loved by God as despite this incident, God has already something nice planned for me. =) Thank You Jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sg7uqttZaMI/AAAAAAAAB5A/n8jjdpjh59o/s1600-h/DSC01547.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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sg7uqttZaMI/AAAAAAAAB5A/n8jjdpjh59o/s400/DSC01547.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336465026072537282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sg7uqWwl3qI/AAAAAAAAB44/DePi1ebYehc/s1600-h/DSC01544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sg7uqWwl3qI/AAAAAAAAB44/DePi1ebYehc/s400/DSC01544.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336465019911921314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sg7uqacJFVI/AAAAAAAAB4w/5-iJavU8UNI/s1600-h/DSC01543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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Random thoughts  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really believe people will really change. For myself, I see the change in myself. Change in different areas of my life. Things I thought I do not like to do, I realise I kinda of enjoy doing. Some things we really have to try to know whether or not we will like.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't realise the change until don't know why when I was having dinner alone at Tanjong Pagar MRT exchange, eating something I refuse to try- Sambal Squid Set. I used to hate squid, think it feels like I eating plastic. But somehow, I just have a strong desire to eat it. And I realised that I love it! I believe the food there really is of good quality with quite a number of people eating  it. As I was dining alone, some thoughts just came to my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the things I thought I hated, I ended up liking. Like how I thought I hated to go for networking sessions such as high teas, HR gathering etc. Surprisingly, because of work, I have to network at HR Summit at Suntec. Then only I realised its quite cool. Like there is food, yet we can still chat with people and the people there are mostly quite all right to talk to me. It seems like its not as bad as I thought it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also I used to hate jogging and exercise. And suddenly, I kinda of don't mind exercising. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many things change in my life. I believe God is working in the midst of it. I know I can't, but He can! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I felt that I receive much growth in this company, yet I really felt my pay is not what a graduate supposed to deserve. Come on, I still need to repay my loans etc! I can only trust God in this area. To cast my cares on Him for He cares for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still trusting God to bless me much more abundantly. Praise the Lord Most High!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-8023470741430678635?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/8023470741430678635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=8023470741430678635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8023470741430678635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8023470741430678635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-3461851833801493229</id><published>2009-05-02T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:22:59.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Italian Restaurant at Liang Court</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Italian Restaurant at Liang Court&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SfxkFKOm5LI/AAAAAAAAB34/m2oj8wd8idI/s1600-h/DSC01516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SfxkFKOm5LI/AAAAAAAAB34/m2oj8wd8idI/s400/DSC01516.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331246098707571890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SfxkE_HrKII/AAAAAAAAB3w/l5IOeGsKJOw/s1600-h/DSC01515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SfxkE_HrKII/AAAAAAAAB3w/l5IOeGsKJOw/s400/DSC01515.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331246095725701250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SfxkE-OF4bI/AAAAAAAAB3o/rNvlJwPRVaE/s1600-h/DSC01514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SfxkE-OF4bI/AAAAAAAAB3o/rNvlJwPRVaE/s400/DSC01514.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331246095484182962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful meal with Ashlyn at Liang Court one of the Italian restaurant. The food there I felt is really reasonable and delicious. There is free flow of drinks if you choose their drinks bar set. After a very satisfying meal only cost about $20 per pax. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashlyn then said that we should walk around and we then walked into Charles and Keith. Just when I decided to buy a pair of black wedges, she suddenly offered to pay as a gift for my birthday. So awesome of her. Certainly came as a sweet surprise. Love the shoes a lot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-3461851833801493229?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/3461851833801493229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=3461851833801493229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3461851833801493229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3461851833801493229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/05/italian-restaurant-at-liang-court.html' title='Italian Restaurant at Liang Court'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SfxkFKOm5LI/AAAAAAAAB34/m2oj8wd8idI/s72-c/DSC01516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-8185094427353744288</id><published>2009-04-11T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:52:42.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic at marina barrage</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Picnic at marina barrage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with Gen Rev cg to marina barrage for picnic. Ken, Joshua and me shop for some snacks before we head down to meet the rest. Its a nice ambience which can be pretty romantic. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to Chinatown and have some supper at the food street. We later proceed to the music cafe and played murderer game which  is super super fun though I was real tired as it was getting real late. Fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSiN1xMuxI/AAAAAAAAB3g/wCuwmYC_dlE/s1600-h/DSC01513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSiN1xMuxI/AAAAAAAAB3g/wCuwmYC_dlE/s400/DSC01513.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324559018114202386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSiN1mRvcI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/TOH7Ah81X84/s1600-h/DSC01512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSiN1mRvcI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/TOH7Ah81X84/s400/DSC01512.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324559018068393410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSiNnMv4AI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/0PGqs37UHEY/s1600-h/DSC01511.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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSiNnMv4AI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/0PGqs37UHEY/s400/DSC01511.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324559014203219970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSiNljgPaI/AAAAAAAAB3I/5J1E1z_f9rs/s1600-h/DSC01510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSiNljgPaI/AAAAAAAAB3I/5J1E1z_f9rs/s400/DSC01510.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324559013761793442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSiNcgNLGI/AAAAAAAAB3A/jV7DEcRhlV8/s1600-h/DSC01507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSiNcgNLGI/AAAAAAAAB3A/jV7DEcRhlV8/s400/DSC01507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324559011332041826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-8185094427353744288?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/8185094427353744288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=8185094427353744288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8185094427353744288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8185094427353744288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/04/picnic-at-marina-barrage.html' title='Picnic at marina barrage'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSiN1xMuxI/AAAAAAAAB3g/wCuwmYC_dlE/s72-c/DSC01513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-5420470241343730640</id><published>2009-04-04T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:45:44.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Omi Theatre- The Alps</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Trip to Omi Theatre- The Alps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Went with my Gen Rev cg to the science centre. Its my first time going to Omi theatre if I am not wrong. The screen is in a curvature shape creating a 3D experience. Its about watching people climb the snow mountain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSgqBmxH4I/AAAAAAAAB24/P0aT596PZkM/s1600-h/DSC01498.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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSgqBmxH4I/AAAAAAAAB24/P0aT596PZkM/s400/DSC01498.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324557303304757122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSgqCM6qgI/AAAAAAAAB2w/NsUoX7synjw/s1600-h/DSC01499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSgqCM6qgI/AAAAAAAAB2w/NsUoX7synjw/s400/DSC01499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324557303464765954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSgp4tsY_I/AAAAAAAAB2o/eobDKpRgHAs/s1600-h/DSC01502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSgp4tsY_I/AAAAAAAAB2o/eobDKpRgHAs/s400/DSC01502.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324557300917887986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSgp2h6ZWI/AAAAAAAAB2g/0aZOWUqp7rw/s1600-h/DSC01504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSgp2h6ZWI/AAAAAAAAB2g/0aZOWUqp7rw/s400/DSC01504.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324557300331603298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-5420470241343730640?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/5420470241343730640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=5420470241343730640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/5420470241343730640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/5420470241343730640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/04/trip-to-omi-theatre-alps.html' title='Trip to Omi Theatre- The Alps'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SeSgqBmxH4I/AAAAAAAAB24/P0aT596PZkM/s72-c/DSC01498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-6820427034293979897</id><published>2009-03-23T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:57:53.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first full time job</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;My first full time job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God is such an awesome God. He knew exactly what is the desire in my heart and fulfil it. I felt so loved by him. There is no one like Him who loves me so much. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the midst of the economic crisis where everywhere is retrenchment, Christ is still faithful. When I ask the Lord to give me a verse to deal with the situation, He showed me Psalm 2:8 The inheritiance of the nations shall be mine, the ends of the possession shall be mine. There and then I knew that certainly this is the verse for me cause I felt such warmth in my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I meditate on the verse day and night and partake of the Holy Communion daily and confess his favour on me that I will not only find a job, but find a dream job. Certainly He is so faithful, not only I really find a job, I found my dream job. To be a Trainer cum Business Development. The roles and tasks are just what I was always hoping to have since tertiary education days. Though the remuneration is not that satisfactory as I have to go for training to be a trainer, I totally is amazed by my Daddy God who knows what I really desire. He granted me exactly what I want nothing more, nothing less. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told God that I wanted to have a career where I will have a devoted and capable mentor to mentor me and teach me discipline. Most importantly, I desire to have one who is a Christian so that the counsel he give me shall me godly and He really grant me one. My colleagues are mostly Christians or believers of Christ! That is the greatest gift for me. I felt so loved by God and I believed all good things shall happen and that I shall increase in wisdom and favour. Most importantly, I know there is much growth in this company! Oh, btw I am working in MAXIMAS Group Training Consultancy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-6820427034293979897?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/6820427034293979897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=6820427034293979897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/6820427034293979897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/6820427034293979897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-full-time-job.html' title='My first full time job'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-6207808144038509295</id><published>2009-03-17T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T00:27:12.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Birthday cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I am so happy and thankful to also receive beautifully made birthday cards. Other than the wonderful presents I received esp the  bags , these cards really lift my spirits. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother's postcard from Beijing. This is his school called Qing Hua Uni. SO happy to receive it on top of his present for me. Felt so loved. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd picture is those made by Susan and Vanessa. So thoughtful to write the verses on the photoframe. Cause I really will meditate on the verse whenever I looked at it. Really helps me not to worry and look to God. And also the card that is so carefully cut. Not to forget the awesome card that is made by Mic from SIM cg. Really so nice and thoughtful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last one is by my cousins, Eugene and Edwin. Really love it so much esp due to the expression of Lucy looking at the two Elmos. She looked so happy and satisfied in the picture. Even I drawing her so many times cannot create that kind of expression. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Jesus for causing these wonderful people to bless me with the presents and cards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sb567ryE57I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/H1WOxHPH8pk/s1600-h/img115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sb567ryE57I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/H1WOxHPH8pk/s400/img115.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313819776127395762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sb567HQCTAI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/xn8rypfEeTo/s1600-h/DSC01482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sb567HQCTAI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/xn8rypfEeTo/s400/DSC01482.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313819766320942082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sb566zViW5I/AAAAAAAAB2I/m1DaWCE-Hhk/s1600-h/DSC01490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sb566zViW5I/AAAAAAAAB2I/m1DaWCE-Hhk/s400/DSC01490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313819760975305618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/10125574-6207808144038509295?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/6207808144038509295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=6207808144038509295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/6207808144038509295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/6207808144038509295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday-cards.html' title='Birthday cards'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sb567ryE57I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/H1WOxHPH8pk/s72-c/img115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-3240238010777561041</id><published>2009-03-13T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T01:42:26.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So cute so cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;So cute so cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;My Korean student and his brother. So cute right!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SblJVEZmjMI/AAAAAAAAB2A/NPYITUsWc4I/s1600-h/DSC01474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SblJVEZmjMI/AAAAAAAAB2A/NPYITUsWc4I/s400/DSC01474.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312357861767417026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-3240238010777561041?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/3240238010777561041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=3240238010777561041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3240238010777561041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3240238010777561041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-cute-so-cute.html' title='So cute so cute'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SblJVEZmjMI/AAAAAAAAB2A/NPYITUsWc4I/s72-c/DSC01474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-3014498023372305914</id><published>2009-03-07T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T01:40:35.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;My Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to all who blessed me with a meal, presents and time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year's birthday is really very enjoyable. Its so interesting that when I told the Lord that I do not care if others forgot my birthday but as long as He remembers my birthday. I just knew that Jesus is going to bless me with something great. I trust that He will make it a happy birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to my amazement, He really caused it to be so good. He blessed me with wonderful and great friends exceedingly more than  I thought or expect.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the morning, sweetie from cg brought me to Crystal Jade and gave me a present. Then afterwhich Van, Susan and Melissa brought me to Sun and Moon at Wheelock for an awesome meal. Really so touched by the effort to plan this birthday celebration. The ambience was great, the food was nice, the people awesome. Then came my birthday card beautifully made by Susan and  present which is a black bag that is somehow similar to the bag that I wanted. Black and chic. Then the beautiful and pretty cake and then the photo frame. Its so amazing that I received this because the pictures which are pasted on a mirror they gave to me years ago has faded. And there is this verse that encourages me:"Don't worry about anything, instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. Then you will experience God's peace which exceeds anything we can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus". Wow... I can really sense the thoughtfulness of them. Just felt so loved.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SblEauLMAxI/AAAAAAAAB1w/bVHkabsbP90/s1600-h/2636_55364942195_518707195_1611866_1857694_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SblEauLMAxI/AAAAAAAAB1w/bVHkabsbP90/s400/2636_55364942195_518707195_1611866_1857694_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312352461322453778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SblEaJlw3lI/AAAAAAAAB1o/5GvyBnLBTYU/s1600-h/2636_55364972195_518707195_1611871_2494130_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SblEaJlw3lI/AAAAAAAAB1o/5GvyBnLBTYU/s400/2636_55364972195_518707195_1611871_2494130_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312352451501809234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SblEZ_7ybJI/AAAAAAAAB1g/qLaVft409QU/s1600-h/2636_55364977195_518707195_1611872_7618803_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SblD3yKqO4I/AAAAAAAAB1A/QUUy1in86Yg/s400/2636_55365092195_518707195_1611894_1205050_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312351861098560386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SblD36EETiI/AAAAAAAAB04/MJSc-_Nwd7c/s1600-h/2636_55365117195_518707195_1611897_7416337_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SblD36EETiI/AAAAAAAAB04/MJSc-_Nwd7c/s400/2636_55365117195_518707195_1611897_7416337_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312351863218392610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SblI_oxpz1I/AAAAAAAAB14/SDGgb8KIyrc/s1600-h/2636_55365112195_518707195_1611896_7440165_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SblI_oxpz1I/AAAAAAAAB14/SDGgb8KIyrc/s400/2636_55365112195_518707195_1611896_7440165_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312357493574848338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-3014498023372305914?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/3014498023372305914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=3014498023372305914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3014498023372305914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3014498023372305914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-birthday-part-1.html' title='My Birthday Part 1'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SblEauLMAxI/AAAAAAAAB1w/bVHkabsbP90/s72-c/2636_55364942195_518707195_1611866_1857694_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-8245270196569657486</id><published>2009-03-02T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:45:19.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's convenant with me</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;God's convenant with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Father God is so good to me. I was mentioning with Angie that I missed a rainbow a few days back. And we are saying that He will show the rainbow to us again, even nicer one. And true enough, today I saw the rainbow hanging in the sky as she called to inform me. Although the view was a blocked by the surrounding flats, still I felt God's love for me. To specially tells me that He loves me. And it is His gift for me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I specially like the song With Christ by Hillsongs today.  Hmm... just felt so loved in His arms.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sav-HbBbfcI/AAAAAAAAByE/EtQ8VX0hDfg/s1600-h/DSC01473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sav-HbBbfcI/AAAAAAAAByE/EtQ8VX0hDfg/s400/DSC01473.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308615989252554178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/10125574-8245270196569657486?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/8245270196569657486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=8245270196569657486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8245270196569657486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8245270196569657486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/03/gods-convenant-with-me.html' title='God&apos;s convenant with me'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/Sav-HbBbfcI/AAAAAAAAByE/EtQ8VX0hDfg/s72-c/DSC01473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-8171776175707952154</id><published>2009-03-01T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:59:32.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAITH- The key to all the good things you ever want &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pastor Lin Lian Neo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know what will cause you to have the victory that will overcome the world? To overcome getting poor grades, being jobless, lack, being in debts? The answer to it is- FAITH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1 John 5:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whatever is born of God overcomes the world. And this is the victory that has overcome the world—our[a] faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are born of God and therefore, we shall overcome the world and victory SHALL SURELY be ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1 Cor 2:14&lt;br /&gt;But the natural man does not receive the things of the Spirit of God, for they are foolishness to him; nor can he know them, because they are spiritually discerned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people of the world will not understand the things of the Spirit which is victory, power, love, joy and peace etc. However, we having the Spirit of god shall receive these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heb 11:1&lt;br /&gt;Faith is the substance of things hope for, the evidence of things not seen .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, faith (WORD OF CHRIST) is the substance (TITLE DEED) of things hope for, even though things are not seen. So what we really really believe in our hearts? The things that we see such as the sickness in bodies, the huge debts, the poor results or the things that are not seen and hoping for?  The word of Christ IS the ANSWER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Heb 11:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By faith we understand that the worlds were framed by the word of God, so that the things which are seen were not made of things which are visible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gen 1:1-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. 2 The earth was without form, and void; and darkness was[a] on the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters.&lt;br /&gt;3 Then God said, “Let there be light”; and there was light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was said that when Lucifer was cast out, the earth was without form, imagine emptiness, void, darkness. Yet, Spirit of God (JESUS) was hovering over the face of the waters. Then God said, "Let there be light", and there was light. In the same way, we have the Spirit of GOd (Jesus) in us NOW. If we see any area in our life and when we speak forth things we want to see, SURELY it shall be SO. Think how GOd thinks? Will he doubt if He will to speak forth and there is no light? In the same way, we should SPEAK over our circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;2 Cor 5:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For we walk by faith, not by sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall walk by faith and not by what we see be it the lack in our life in areas of finances or friends or spouse, poor results, fruitless etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 12:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this warning that we should not be conformed which means to think like what the world thinks but be TRANSFORMED by the RENEWING of your MIND. It means to change the way we think. Just simply changing our thinking of how we are going to receive things from GOd. Do we doubt that maybe we will get what we ask for or do we KNOW that SURELY we will get what we wants? When we think the way we should what is our reward? We get what is good and acceptable and the perfect will of God. That means to say, we walk the perfect path that God has created specially for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;omans 10:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then faith comes by hearing, and hearing by the word of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So the biggest question is, what is faith? It is the hearing the word of God (Christ). So faith=word of Christ. To have faith is to have the word of God. The word of God is the bridge to where we wish to be and where we are now. It is the way the truth and the life. The way to what we want be it healing, prosperity, good grades etc etc. When we hear the word of Christ, FAITH comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hab 2:17-19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the fig tree may not blossom,&lt;br /&gt;     Nor fruit be on the vines;&lt;br /&gt;     Though the labor of the olive may fail,&lt;br /&gt;     And the fields yield no food;&lt;br /&gt;     Though the flock may be cut off from the fold,&lt;br /&gt;     And there be no herd in the stalls—&lt;br /&gt;      18 Yet I will rejoice in the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;     I will joy in the God of my salvation.&lt;br /&gt;      19 The LORD God [c] is my strength;&lt;br /&gt;     He will make my feet like deer’s feet,&lt;br /&gt;     And He will make me walk on my high hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice what happened over here, when Habakkuk saw the fig tree NOT blossoming, no fruits, no olive, no food, no flock, no herd, yet he REJOICE in the LORD. He finds joy in the God of his salvation. For the LORD GOD is his strength, He makes his feet like deer's feet (A deer's hoof, like two fingers, is split in two.  This makes it easier to walk on soft ground and mud). Which means to say that though we walk in fallen world with dirtiness and fallen news, we are still able to walk easily. And we will walk on high hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Exodus 22:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For any kind of trespass, whether it concerns an ox, a donkey, a sheep, or clothing, or for any kind of lost thing which another claims to be his, the cause of both parties shall come before the judges; and whomever the judges condemn shall pay double to his neighbor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The devil comes to steal and he is the one making the trespass but the word says, whether it concerns ox etc money, health, family ties, relationships which  the devil claims to be his, the cause shall be made before the judges( GOD) and He shall condemn the devil and he have to pay us back DOUBLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So believe that whatever we might think we lose, God is going to condemn the devil if we use our FAITH (the key) and we shall get back DOUBLE. If the devil do not take away, we have just our normal portion. But because he choose to steal, we shall get back DOUBLE. Choose to renew your mind and receive it AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome!&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/10125574-8171776175707952154?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/8171776175707952154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=8171776175707952154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8171776175707952154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8171776175707952154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/03/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-5785824054544065344</id><published>2009-02-23T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:55:06.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Asia Bar at Swissotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;New Asia Bar at Swissotel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;My boss brought me to New Asia Bar at Swissotel 70th floor and there I discovered the one place where I can enjoy the nicest scenery in Singpaore. I withness the metamorphosis fro day time to night time where it is all dark. Nice ambience indeed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawAHQ7EBzI/AAAAAAAAByM/GwAgnigmqME/s1600-h/DSC01449.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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawAHQ7EBzI/AAAAAAAAByM/GwAgnigmqME/s400/DSC01449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308618185564751666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawAIK4TrjI/AAAAAAAAByU/pgF6PSORA7M/s1600-h/DSC01453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawAIK4TrjI/AAAAAAAAByU/pgF6PSORA7M/s400/DSC01453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308618201122450994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br 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catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawBPUAs-CI/AAAAAAAABy8/IVBCFSo_8pg/s1600-h/DSC01450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawBPUAs-CI/AAAAAAAABy8/IVBCFSo_8pg/s400/DSC01450.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308619423344293922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawBPEJr5HI/AAAAAAAABy0/5Xg1aQgf0xw/s1600-h/DSC01471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawBPEJr5HI/AAAAAAAABy0/5Xg1aQgf0xw/s400/DSC01471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308619419087004786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawAHQ7EBzI/AAAAAAAAByM/GwAgnigmqME/s72-c/DSC01449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-1091479973550435462</id><published>2009-02-20T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T00:15:43.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gen Rev CG</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Gen Rev CG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new caregroup =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawFziLBxnI/AAAAAAAAB0A/vKrSMzKxNYU/s1600-h/n553539135_2187346_7561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawFziLBxnI/AAAAAAAAB0A/vKrSMzKxNYU/s400/n553539135_2187346_7561.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308624443667498610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawFzeuD3aI/AAAAAAAABz4/WjnvhteYYUI/s1600-h/n553539135_2187345_7211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawFzeuD3aI/AAAAAAAABz4/WjnvhteYYUI/s400/n553539135_2187345_7211.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308624442740694434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawFx9BUGDI/AAAAAAAABzw/0f6sns4JeSU/s1600-h/n553539135_2187338_4730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawFx9BUGDI/AAAAAAAABzw/0f6sns4JeSU/s400/n553539135_2187338_4730.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308624416514775090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawFxDUFdWI/AAAAAAAABzo/_hBjQh8kgM0/s1600-h/n553539135_2116772_1469.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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawFxDUFdWI/AAAAAAAABzo/_hBjQh8kgM0/s400/n553539135_2116772_1469.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308624401024251234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-1091479973550435462?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawFziLBxnI/AAAAAAAAB0A/vKrSMzKxNYU/s72-c/n553539135_2187346_7561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-1227131299066543145</id><published>2009-02-19T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T00:20:02.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Susan's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Susan's birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Susan's birthday and we went to NUSS to celebrate! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawGyzRy2sI/AAAAAAAAB0w/HgDUuRHo5qc/s1600-h/n518707195_1542030_7797.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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawGyzRy2sI/AAAAAAAAB0w/HgDUuRHo5qc/s400/n518707195_1542030_7797.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308625530591042242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawGkdeLPtI/AAAAAAAAB0o/P30jvTLlhL4/s1600-h/n518707195_1542034_8812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawGkdeLPtI/AAAAAAAAB0o/P30jvTLlhL4/s400/n518707195_1542034_8812.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308625284219223762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawGjzoXynI/AAAAAAAAB0g/PkLUrT_qepk/s1600-h/n518707195_1542054_4339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawGjzoXynI/AAAAAAAAB0g/PkLUrT_qepk/s400/n518707195_1542054_4339.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308625272987699826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawGj_xrn_I/AAAAAAAAB0Y/TSq-lV4J1Wk/s1600-h/n518707195_1542060_5528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawGj_xrn_I/AAAAAAAAB0Y/TSq-lV4J1Wk/s400/n518707195_1542060_5528.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308625276247973874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawGjpSxwQI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/O7CHK-ZfLps/s1600-h/n518707195_1542067_7726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawGjpSxwQI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/O7CHK-ZfLps/s400/n518707195_1542067_7726.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308625270212772098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawGjKq7J9I/AAAAAAAAB0I/tFaYilzjYKw/s1600-h/n518707195_1542070_8664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawGjKq7J9I/AAAAAAAAB0I/tFaYilzjYKw/s400/n518707195_1542070_8664.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308625261992552402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-1227131299066543145?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawGyzRy2sI/AAAAAAAAB0w/HgDUuRHo5qc/s72-c/n518707195_1542030_7797.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-7131922285940605068</id><published>2009-02-11T01:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T01:52:10.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong </title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.phlook.com/frames/pframe.swf" width="400" height="300" name="frame" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="picuid=768926680&amp;sellerid=phlook&amp;addViews=onRollOver&amp;themedClip=enable&amp;defaultMenu=2"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzNDI4ODIxODYxNiZwdD*xMjM*Mjg4MzI2OTc3JnA9MTc2NzAxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*wOWZkZjhkOGYyOTc*ZDMxOTBkZGEwZjdkNTBlNzllMg==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-7131922285940605068?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/7131922285940605068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=7131922285940605068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/7131922285940605068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/7131922285940605068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/02/hong-kong.html' title='Hong Kong '/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-2708023199098684601</id><published>2009-02-11T01:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:55:03.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 D 4 N Hong Kong trip (3 to 7 Jan 09)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;5 D 4 N Hong Kong trip (3 to 7 Jan 09) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the sovenirs of the tickets that I took in Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-8571769523199696116</id><published>2009-02-11T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T01:07:19.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to think like Leonardo Da Vinci</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;How to think like Leonardo Da Vinci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been into reading some books recently and came across this book &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How to think like Leonardo Da Vinci. &lt;/span&gt;Suddenly, he became my idol apart from Jesus. This person is so impressive. He is ambidextrous meaning able to use both hands equally well. He also utilised both sides of his brains making him one of the greatest artists, architect, anatomist and scientist of all times. Being called a genius, he had intense curiousity and would always find nature and things around him interesting. He was a seeker in truth and beauty. One thing interesting was that he has no passion for women.  One might have thought that such a genius would most likely be weak and frail but on the contary, he was very strong with strength enough to bend a horseshoe with just his bare hands. He was also a person with such poise, grace and fitness that he was known for his great physical beauty and more infnite grace in every action. People would  hide to see him walk out of his house just because of his poise and grace just by walking. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than teaching some techniques for creativity and whole brain usage, the book gave some exercises of drawing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The flower below is drawn using my left hand which is also my non dominant hand. Whereas the first portrait is drawn using my right hand (dominant hand) and the second portrait drawn using my left hand. The exercise was done as that I just copy the image of the portrait upside down and then turning it to see the image that I had done. This is just to proof that anyone can draw. It also trains us to have new ways of seeing. As Leonardo said that "People look without seeing" and therefore want us to draw by looking at things as if you have never seen them before rather than relying on recognition and obectification. We are to see qualities of a subject in a more elemental way as shapes, hues and textures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interesting huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SZGt0cPNpAI/AAAAAAAABv0/7o86HYcEC3s/s1600-h/img075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SZGt0cPNpAI/AAAAAAAABv0/7o86HYcEC3s/s400/img075.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301209352836588546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SZGt0R_03FI/AAAAAAAABvs/lzAmVIqM4ME/s1600-h/img076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SZGt0R_03FI/AAAAAAAABvs/lzAmVIqM4ME/s400/img076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301209350087695442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SZGt0MgAmgI/AAAAAAAABvk/gkZ7bUxIhXo/s1600-h/img077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SZGt0MgAmgI/AAAAAAAABvk/gkZ7bUxIhXo/s400/img077.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301209348612069890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/10125574-8571769523199696116?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/8571769523199696116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=8571769523199696116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8571769523199696116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8571769523199696116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-to-think-like-leonardo-da-vinci.html' title='How to think like Leonardo Da Vinci'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SZGt0cPNpAI/AAAAAAAABv0/7o86HYcEC3s/s72-c/img075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-6826713757126486489</id><published>2009-02-05T02:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T02:46:21.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liyan's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Liyan's Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Went to celebrate Liyan's birthday together with Mel and Mui. Fortunately, my diarrhoea did not act up that seriously when I went. We went to Lingzhi Vegetarian Rest at Novena Square. I didn't know there is such high class restaurant for vegetarian food. We did not order much food since I am not eating due to my diarrhoea. I would say that the food was definitely not worth its price though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYyEIvygPKI/AAAAAAAABvU/lCc-RXFrsKU/s1600-h/DSC01423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYyEIvygPKI/AAAAAAAABvU/lCc-RXFrsKU/s400/DSC01423.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299756147310345378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYyEIVfdz5I/AAAAAAAABvM/KPQnnuoEdSM/s1600-h/DSC01422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYyEIVfdz5I/AAAAAAAABvM/KPQnnuoEdSM/s400/DSC01422.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299756140251172754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYyEIUY6UiI/AAAAAAAABvE/Pi_VAqRPBBE/s1600-h/DSC01421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYyEIUY6UiI/AAAAAAAABvE/Pi_VAqRPBBE/s400/DSC01421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299756139955245602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYyEIN6KtHI/AAAAAAAABu8/GNSZFCAhJsE/s1600-h/DSC01428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYyEIN6KtHI/AAAAAAAABu8/GNSZFCAhJsE/s400/DSC01428.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299756138215683186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYyEIIv6kEI/AAAAAAAABu0/_E87PQhOddc/s1600-h/DSC01426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYyEIIv6kEI/AAAAAAAABu0/_E87PQhOddc/s400/DSC01426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299756136830505026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-6826713757126486489?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/6826713757126486489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=6826713757126486489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/6826713757126486489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/6826713757126486489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/02/liyans-birthday.html' title='Liyan&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYyEIvygPKI/AAAAAAAABvU/lCc-RXFrsKU/s72-c/DSC01423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-3438371369075991236</id><published>2009-02-05T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:37:19.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the doctor</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Trip to the doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having diarrhoea for five days, finally decide to see the doctor. So its food poisoning and I didn't know that diarrhoea really not supposed to eat oil food and spicy stuff and diary too. All these are just the food that I eat while having diarrhoea. That explains why I was not well. Haha... Anyway, I am healed! So happy to be healthy and up again! Praise the Lord! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw this toy in the clinic and thought it is quite cute. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SZGsfS1FxXI/AAAAAAAABvc/rPP-W3iJ6Qk/s1600-h/DSC01419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SZGsfS1FxXI/AAAAAAAABvc/rPP-W3iJ6Qk/s400/DSC01419.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301207890022221170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/10125574-3438371369075991236?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/3438371369075991236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=3438371369075991236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3438371369075991236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3438371369075991236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/02/trip-to-doctor.html' title='Trip to the doctor'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SZGsfS1FxXI/AAAAAAAABvc/rPP-W3iJ6Qk/s72-c/DSC01419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-1312203680924343815</id><published>2009-02-04T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T00:08:46.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not in a good mood after a long long time</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Not in a good mood after a long long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawEam6MA2I/AAAAAAAABzU/_bFHkBRgpIg/s1600-h/n686480733_2640920_3704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawEam6MA2I/AAAAAAAABzU/_bFHkBRgpIg/s400/n686480733_2640920_3704.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308622915930686306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawEamrFdMI/AAAAAAAABzM/sewx2B9_QSM/s1600-h/n686480733_2640919_3389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawEamrFdMI/AAAAAAAABzM/sewx2B9_QSM/s400/n686480733_2640919_3389.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308622915867342018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother flew off to Beijing yesterday morning 10.10am. Well, the missing part is the aftermath. Not so much so when he just flew off as I was with ah ee and Eugene. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been the  4th day and my diarrhoea have not disappeared after eating almost the whole package of Po Chai pills which my aunt gave me money to buy. Begin to wonder if its food poisoning due to the food that I had at the Food Street. Its bad to have diarrhoea because I do not dare to eat a proper meal fearing that I had to run to the toilet so many times. Its been a long time since I felt so upset. And my brother still haven appear online to chat with me. =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYmcPcVIpzI/AAAAAAAABt0/DXQrwew8M1g/s1600-h/DSC01414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYmcPcVIpzI/AAAAAAAABt0/DXQrwew8M1g/s400/DSC01414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298938225694910258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYmcPoYjafI/AAAAAAAABuE/F7gHJqUlH_s/s1600-h/DSC01416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYmcPoYjafI/AAAAAAAABuE/F7gHJqUlH_s/s400/DSC01416.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298938228930472434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYmcPko_LQI/AAAAAAAABt8/BabGKuPq3z4/s1600-h/DSC01415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYmcPko_LQI/AAAAAAAABt8/BabGKuPq3z4/s400/DSC01415.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298938227925658882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYmgo2a1DgI/AAAAAAAABuU/DGOQtcRh6Ns/s1600-h/GetAttachment.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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYmgo2a1DgI/AAAAAAAABuU/DGOQtcRh6Ns/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298943060241354242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYmcPg4IcoI/AAAAAAAABuM/0Nrt4dAP6p0/s1600-h/DSC01417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYmcPg4IcoI/AAAAAAAABuM/0Nrt4dAP6p0/s400/DSC01417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298938226915439234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/10125574-1312203680924343815?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/1312203680924343815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=1312203680924343815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1312203680924343815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1312203680924343815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-in-good-mood-after-long-long-time.html' title='Not in a good mood after a long long time'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SawEam6MA2I/AAAAAAAABzU/_bFHkBRgpIg/s72-c/n686480733_2640920_3704.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-7923530729108404294</id><published>2009-01-29T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T16:18:09.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>River Hongbao 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;River Hongbao 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;This year's CNY is featured with lots of large scale lanterns which makes it very attractive and unique as compared to other years. Its a massive event with lots of people. The lightings stand out very easily especially against the dark sky. They are very impressive and beautiful.  There are even firecrackers which seems to be my first time withnessing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYK0Q5tyddI/AAAAAAAABss/ArxUIyP7tM8/s1600-h/DSC01390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYK0Q5tyddI/AAAAAAAABss/ArxUIyP7tM8/s400/DSC01390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296994314204902866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYK0Q2X6pKI/AAAAAAAABsk/UCNq3lvRTgo/s1600-h/DSC01389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYK0Q2X6pKI/AAAAAAAABsk/UCNq3lvRTgo/s400/DSC01389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296994313307858082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYK0Q2oXNUI/AAAAAAAABsc/OufxMWx-n3Y/s1600-h/DSC01388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYK0Q2oXNUI/AAAAAAAABsc/OufxMWx-n3Y/s400/DSC01388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296994313376838978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYK0QrxGATI/AAAAAAAABsU/Nrkyel1YByA/s1600-h/DSC01386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYK0QrxGATI/AAAAAAAABsU/Nrkyel1YByA/s400/DSC01386.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296994310460670258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYK0QmaEw9I/AAAAAAAABsM/Kh_WtElNOAY/s1600-h/DSC01387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYK0QmaEw9I/AAAAAAAABsM/Kh_WtElNOAY/s400/DSC01387.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296994309021942738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYK1Cfrg_VI/AAAAAAAABtU/uYttfVXdWu8/s1600-h/DSC01398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYK1Cfrg_VI/AAAAAAAABtU/uYttfVXdWu8/s400/DSC01398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296995166209506642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYK1CNKgUPI/AAAAAAAABtM/ANWNDXU-1bE/s1600-h/DSC01397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYK1CNKgUPI/AAAAAAAABtM/ANWNDXU-1bE/s400/DSC01397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296995161239212274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYK1CAd_BDI/AAAAAAAABtE/aF4hLMbGdiw/s1600-h/DSC01395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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It reminds me of my childhood playing chess with my brother. Great idea of making lights to be a chess!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-7923530729108404294?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/7923530729108404294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=7923530729108404294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/7923530729108404294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/7923530729108404294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/01/river-hongbao-2009.html' title='River Hongbao 2009'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYK0Q5tyddI/AAAAAAAABss/ArxUIyP7tM8/s72-c/DSC01390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-3245057436595040967</id><published>2009-01-29T15:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T16:18:35.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting day</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Interesting day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Just as I went to teach tuition, I notice this interesting incident where the bus appears to be slanted to one side. I find it so amusing. Imagine a whole heavy lot of people sit on one sit causing the bus to sink to one side. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYKxVnq9LII/AAAAAAAABrk/KDFgsWaW5ro/s1600-h/DSC01363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYKxVnq9LII/AAAAAAAABrk/KDFgsWaW5ro/s400/DSC01363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296991096725646466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYKxWWXZ87I/AAAAAAAABr8/rPUU9W-RrMw/s1600-h/DSC01368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYKxWWXZ87I/AAAAAAAABr8/rPUU9W-RrMw/s400/DSC01368.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296991109260112818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYKxWBMleOI/AAAAAAAABr0/aD37gzDdoQw/s1600-h/DSC01367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYKxWBMleOI/AAAAAAAABr0/aD37gzDdoQw/s400/DSC01367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296991103577585890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYKxV7uSADI/AAAAAAAABrs/P-4nBnLhMCI/s1600-h/DSC01364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYKxV7uSADI/AAAAAAAABrs/P-4nBnLhMCI/s400/DSC01364.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296991102108303410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;div&gt;My brother treat me to Gelare at Sun Plaza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my Cookie Craze! Its so sticky and delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought the lightings are pretty interesting. Supposed to be small red lights hanging but it appears to be like infrared if you look from afar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank the Lord for the free favours abounding in my life. More free treats to come! &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;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-3245057436595040967?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/3245057436595040967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=3245057436595040967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3245057436595040967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3245057436595040967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2009/01/interesting-day.html' title='Interesting day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYKxVnq9LII/AAAAAAAABrk/KDFgsWaW5ro/s72-c/DSC01363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-4933664961438149147</id><published>2009-01-22T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:28:11.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner at Pocket full of Posies</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#F57F8F;"&gt;Dinner at Pocket full of Posies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van bought us to this cafe at Vivo for dinner. Nice ambience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYmkSXZDLTI/AAAAAAAABus/uz2gshtHkhE/s1600-h/IMG_0662.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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYmkSXZDLTI/AAAAAAAABus/uz2gshtHkhE/s400/IMG_0662.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298947072001781042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYmkSfVWFfI/AAAAAAAABuk/nbXIn8of7ac/s1600-h/IMG_0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYmkSfVWFfI/AAAAAAAABuk/nbXIn8of7ac/s400/IMG_0649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298947074133726706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SYmkScerdrI/AAAAAAAABuc/e9lPT90lvoQ/s1600-h/IMG_0650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVZfgGQyh8I/AAAAAAAABnU/zwka6qxUafU/s400/n704037337_1281419_8664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVZff7s7dHI/AAAAAAAABnM/bc_aWx_I3M0/s1600-h/n704037337_1281416_6446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284516214972576882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVZff7s7dHI/AAAAAAAABnM/bc_aWx_I3M0/s400/n704037337_1281416_6446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVZgVfrG6MI/AAAAAAAABoE/bVVl76wOzrw/s1600-h/n704037337_1281619_2435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284517135161682114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVZgVfrG6MI/AAAAAAAABoE/bVVl76wOzrw/s400/n704037337_1281619_2435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVZgU_jyDSI/AAAAAAAABn8/fkstiX0fYHE/s1600-h/n704037337_1281617_655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284517126541020450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVZgU_jyDSI/AAAAAAAABn8/fkstiX0fYHE/s400/n704037337_1281617_655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVZgUs5GDVI/AAAAAAAABn0/hgxmzAVbaxU/s1600-h/n704037337_1281577_2037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284517121530137938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVZgUs5GDVI/AAAAAAAABn0/hgxmzAVbaxU/s400/n704037337_1281577_2037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/10125574-3169387888975182299?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/3169387888975182299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=3169387888975182299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3169387888975182299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3169387888975182299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-christmas-bash.html' title='2008 Christmas Bash'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVZgwHMPaqI/AAAAAAAABoM/FkjiF15oHQo/s72-c/n704037337_1281417_7184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-4911009974574797224</id><published>2008-12-15T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T01:13:20.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toy Theatre Production</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Toy Theatre Production &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVZh4VDAooI/AAAAAAAABoc/fVuhKutGqwA/s1600-h/DSC01299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284518833116193410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVZh4VDAooI/AAAAAAAABoc/fVuhKutGqwA/s400/DSC01299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVZh4IVyUvI/AAAAAAAABoU/E_F7lJFqUpM/s1600-h/DSC01300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284518829705286386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVZh4IVyUvI/AAAAAAAABoU/E_F7lJFqUpM/s400/DSC01300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-4911009974574797224?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/4911009974574797224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=4911009974574797224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4911009974574797224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4911009974574797224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/12/toy-theatre-production.html' title='Toy Theatre Production'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVZh4VDAooI/AAAAAAAABoc/fVuhKutGqwA/s72-c/DSC01299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-104538739394123713</id><published>2008-12-13T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T02:25:48.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Meet up with Gen Rev CG</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;1st Meet up with Gen Rev CG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Gen Rev service, met up with the new cgl and a whole bunch of new faces. Fortunately Joshua accompanied me along since he also moving up into this cg in the near future too. The leader is quite friendly and chatted a lot with me to make me feel welcomed. The people seems interesting with people from all walks of life. We went to have dinner at Marina Sq food court.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-104538739394123713?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/104538739394123713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=104538739394123713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/104538739394123713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/104538739394123713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/12/1st-meet-up-with-gen-rev-cg.html' title='1st Meet up with Gen Rev CG'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-2782307355746796530</id><published>2008-12-08T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T02:22:19.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serving at I DARE U camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Serving at I DARE U camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I served as night patrol for the camp. I met someone who went to Beijing and shared with me her experience there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also babysit one of the rooms with 6 Pri 6 kids while their leaders. I realised that I cannot really play with them. Maybe I am too used to teaching kids tuition that I do not know how to play with them. Ended up telling bible stories to one of the kid. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU6JD0ghF6I/AAAAAAAABms/kZqE0zLA2X4/s1600-h/DSC01290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282310111679813538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU6JD0ghF6I/AAAAAAAABms/kZqE0zLA2X4/s400/DSC01290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to used the walkie talkie while I went out to patrol for a while. Interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-2782307355746796530?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/2782307355746796530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=2782307355746796530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2782307355746796530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2782307355746796530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/12/serving-at-i-dare-u-camp.html' title='Serving at I DARE U camp'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU6JD0ghF6I/AAAAAAAABms/kZqE0zLA2X4/s72-c/DSC01290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-5547496529900522657</id><published>2008-12-01T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T02:09:10.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay at Ana house</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Stay at Ana house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many things happened the past week. Suddenly I sensed lots of oppression in my life. My sister suddenly became very irritating making lots of noise due to the holidays. I really felt so oppressed by the dark spiritual forces in our home. This is when I stay away from home for few days to seek God. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And certainly He is so faithful. He gave me a verse that encourages me so much. He said that "out of the eater comes something to eat, out of the strong comes something sweet". This verse actually came from the story of Samson when he killed a lion and found honey in its mouth which he posed as a riddle. How this verse spoke to me is simply that despite the devil wanting to eat away my peace at home, out of it will come something to eat. And out of the strong spiritual forces against my family shall come something sweet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And through enough, God was so faithful towards me. Throughout this difficult time. He blessed me with great friends such some of my caregroup members who encouraged and prayed for me. Van even invited me to stay over at her house. Eventually, I ended up at Ana's house because I wanted to take sermons from her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Lord has His way of cheering me up in times of distress. While spending time with Ana, we went to Katong to have the genuine Katong Laksa. We also found a stall selling genuine Nyonya kuehs and food. They tasted really good. The best part was when I entered the store to pay for the kueh, the lady boss suddenly invited us upstairs to visit the Nyonya museum. To me, it was such a delight cause it was like God cheering me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU6DMSQgR7I/AAAAAAAABmk/x9xxm_dgXl0/s1600-h/DSC01266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282303660034901938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU6DMSQgR7I/AAAAAAAABmk/x9xxm_dgXl0/s400/DSC01266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happened to saw this beaded shoe that was made to be modern. But it costs quite a lot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU6DL3FnzZI/AAAAAAAABmc/7TsgTPjyAQM/s1600-h/DSC01259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282303652741500306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU6DL3FnzZI/AAAAAAAABmc/7TsgTPjyAQM/s400/DSC01259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU6DLnXLWJI/AAAAAAAABmU/BFsO2-Yk--E/s1600-h/DSC01263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282303648520165522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU6DLnXLWJI/AAAAAAAABmU/BFsO2-Yk--E/s400/DSC01263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU6DLlhs4uI/AAAAAAAABmM/-qF_5oXUj_4/s1600-h/DSC01262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282303648027435746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU6DLlhs4uI/AAAAAAAABmM/-qF_5oXUj_4/s400/DSC01262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU6DLV5oF6I/AAAAAAAABmE/yjF85RZ5N9E/s1600-h/DSC01269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282303643832817570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU6DLV5oF6I/AAAAAAAABmE/yjF85RZ5N9E/s400/DSC01269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things suddenly changed for the better when I returned home. Things are back to normal. Praise the Lord. Certainly when I cast my cares on Him and just rest in Him. He changed all things for my good. When I take troubles upon myself, I will only feel tired and drained out yet nothing seems to change. All glory to Jesus!&lt;/div&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/10125574-5547496529900522657?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/5547496529900522657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=5547496529900522657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/5547496529900522657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/5547496529900522657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/12/stay-at-ana-house.html' title='Stay at Ana house'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU6DMSQgR7I/AAAAAAAABmk/x9xxm_dgXl0/s72-c/DSC01266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-2904658232281763348</id><published>2008-11-24T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:58:57.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teresa's Wedding dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVUMFvsD7DI/AAAAAAAABnE/fMPby68MYd4/s1600-h/img069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284143030629297202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVUMFvsD7DI/AAAAAAAABnE/fMPby68MYd4/s400/img069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVUMFYyQxaI/AAAAAAAABm8/4n0zaNO_1bI/s1600-h/img068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284143024481289634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVUMFYyQxaI/AAAAAAAABm8/4n0zaNO_1bI/s400/img068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-2904658232281763348?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/2904658232281763348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=2904658232281763348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2904658232281763348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2904658232281763348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/11/teresas-wedding-dinner.html' title='Teresa&apos;s Wedding dinner'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SVUMFvsD7DI/AAAAAAAABnE/fMPby68MYd4/s72-c/img069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-5879159460520993632</id><published>2008-11-23T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:28:15.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A miraculous Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;A miraculous Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today something miraculous happened. Pastor Prince was preaching on the signs and wonders that God had done to signify that what he said is what God wanted. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Video of 8 years ago sermon when Pastor Prince was preaching on "through him everyone who believes is justified from everything you could not be justified from by the law of Moses" (Acts 13:39) and then the chimes went playing. The music is made such that it is as though God played his fingers through the chimes to and fro. It is as though a confirmation of what PP is saying. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, a miracle happened. When he showed us the images of a sun surrounded by a rainbow and surrounding clouds to describe "He was robed in a cloud, with a rainbow above his head; his face was like the sun" (Revelation 10:1), the sun suddenly blinked. If it had been some technical error the whole image would have blinked, but it was only the sun that blinked. The sun blinked several times that the whole congregation withnessed and applaused. This happened when PP mentioned that the rainbow represents the convenant that God had made with man that He will never again shall all flesh be cut off by the waters of the flood, never again shall there be a flood to destroy earth. It represents that God shall never punish man for their sins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; At the end of the service, God just sent such a cool breeze upon us. Its a breeze that is cooling and makes one feel so relax and at peace. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-5879159460520993632?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/5879159460520993632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=5879159460520993632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/5879159460520993632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/5879159460520993632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/11/miraculous-sunday.html' title='A miraculous Sunday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-2631966048581426854</id><published>2008-11-22T23:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:42:51.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Church wedding of cousin</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Church wedding of cousin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a special day to withness. It is the wedding of one of my closer cousin's. I always thought it was nothing to attend a wedding mass. Maybe because of television influence and all. Yet, to be one of the audience in the wedding mass with a cousin who is getting wed, the amazing feeling of joyous atmosphere filled the air. I can't help but smile happily despite being very tired due to lack of sleep the night before. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was kinda of refreshing and exciting for me to be there since I never been to one. Was sitting with my closest cousins and family while they took the pictures of the newly wed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU5-rZmMSFI/AAAAAAAABlk/G9CEkHfQP50/s1600-h/teresawedding3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282298697022720082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU5-rZmMSFI/AAAAAAAABlk/G9CEkHfQP50/s400/teresawedding3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU5-rcr11FI/AAAAAAAABlc/Efgmj5zni0M/s1600-h/22-11-08_1515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282298697851720786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU5-rcr11FI/AAAAAAAABlc/Efgmj5zni0M/s400/22-11-08_1515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU5-uFm6_UI/AAAAAAAABl8/YLh2qNqEbX0/s1600-h/DSC01248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282298743196679490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU5-uFm6_UI/AAAAAAAABl8/YLh2qNqEbX0/s400/DSC01248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended my cousin's wedding dinner on 24 Nov 08. Its grander than I had expected and its really exciting to see that my cousin got married. Its a very touching scene. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU5-uDEwYNI/AAAAAAAABl0/qjB-DeTZtb8/s1600-h/DSC01241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282298742516506834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU5-uDEwYNI/AAAAAAAABl0/qjB-DeTZtb8/s400/DSC01241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU5-tmDqgwI/AAAAAAAABls/r9JgdduljFQ/s1600-h/teresawedding1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282298734727299842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU5-tmDqgwI/AAAAAAAABls/r9JgdduljFQ/s400/teresawedding1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above two images are edited by my cousin Edwin. Good skills right?...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-2631966048581426854?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/2631966048581426854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=2631966048581426854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2631966048581426854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2631966048581426854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/11/church-wedding-of-cousin.html' title='Church wedding of cousin'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SU5-rZmMSFI/AAAAAAAABlk/G9CEkHfQP50/s72-c/teresawedding3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-4159728319032964640</id><published>2008-11-22T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:48:49.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Random Pic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SSgpx-iGkOI/AAAAAAAABlU/AUSThu8Zn5Q/s1600-h/DSC00550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271509302413529314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SSgpx-iGkOI/AAAAAAAABlU/AUSThu8Zn5Q/s400/DSC00550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-4159728319032964640?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/4159728319032964640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=4159728319032964640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4159728319032964640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4159728319032964640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-pic.html' title='Random Pic'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SSgpx-iGkOI/AAAAAAAABlU/AUSThu8Zn5Q/s72-c/DSC00550.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-8204494122417990274</id><published>2008-11-15T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:31:38.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping with my caregroup</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Shopping with my caregroup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is great. Just as I was about to go out and shop for some wedding outfit for my cousin's wedding, Edmund asked us out for a shopping trip at Far East! Isn't it awesome that guys actually don't mind shopping with girls? We all had an awesome time shopping together and I managed to buy a white dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence of guys shopping. Lolx...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SSGNiGwIvoI/AAAAAAAABlM/RzGfzq4bBCs/s1600-h/DSC01221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269648656067772034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SSGNiGwIvoI/AAAAAAAABlM/RzGfzq4bBCs/s400/DSC01221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-8204494122417990274?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/8204494122417990274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=8204494122417990274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8204494122417990274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8204494122417990274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/11/shopping-with-my-caregroup.html' title='Shopping with my caregroup'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SSGNiGwIvoI/AAAAAAAABlM/RzGfzq4bBCs/s72-c/DSC01221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-8942410115574707446</id><published>2008-11-15T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:25:58.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last session</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Last session &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last session with him before we might meet again. I wanted him to give me the expression whenever we saw a cute cartoon character in a storybook. But he gave me this expression instead. Still cute lah... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SSGMdH1yBlI/AAAAAAAABlA/hZE0wHAmlQM/s1600-h/DSC01220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269647470948910674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SSGMdH1yBlI/AAAAAAAABlA/hZE0wHAmlQM/s400/DSC01220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-8942410115574707446?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/8942410115574707446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=8942410115574707446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8942410115574707446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8942410115574707446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-session.html' title='Last session'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SSGMdH1yBlI/AAAAAAAABlA/hZE0wHAmlQM/s72-c/DSC01220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-5107445421809116897</id><published>2008-11-12T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T02:56:00.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The light for prosperity</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The light for prosperity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;In these last days, there will be a great famine. One which is the horsemen bringing forth famines. (There are 7 seals sealing the scroll, each time a seal is removed, calmity shall fall upon the earth). Today, the famine shall be the financial crisis occuring around the world. Pastor Prince had accurately prophesised in his sermons years ago in year 2005 and 13 April 2008 that there shall be a great famine in years to come. Nations which are rich shall become poor and nations which are poor shall rise up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Indeed all these have come true. The Western powers had suddenly become poor and India and China are rising up to save the world. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So what is the solution for the believers who trust in Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Revelation 1:12-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned around to see the voice that was speaking to me. And when I turned I saw seven golden lampstands, and among the lampstands was someone "like a son of man,"dressed in a robe reaching down to his feet and with a golden sash around his chest.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The solution for the southern horseman is the lampstand. In middle of the lampstand, represents Jesus, and out of His sides, the church (that is us). The "like a son of man" is Jesus Himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Luke 15:8-9&lt;br /&gt;The Parable of the Lost Coin&lt;br /&gt;"Or suppose a woman has &lt;strong&gt;ten silver coins&lt;/strong&gt; and loses&lt;strong&gt; one&lt;/strong&gt;. Does she not&lt;strong&gt; light a lamp&lt;/strong&gt;, sweep the house and &lt;strong&gt;search carefully&lt;/strong&gt; until she finds it? And when she finds it, she calls her friends and neighbors together and says, 'Rejoice with me; I have found my lost coin.'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is tremendous truth in this, silver represents redemption. Woman represent us the church, there is one tenth that is shown. What does it shows? It shows the tithe. The lighting of the lamp represents Jesus and search carefully represents us searchin for Him in the bible. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Genesis 24:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the servant took &lt;strong&gt;ten&lt;/strong&gt; of his &lt;strong&gt;master's camels and departed&lt;/strong&gt;, for &lt;strong&gt;all his master's goods&lt;/strong&gt; were in his hand. And he arose and went to Mesopotamia, to the city of Nahor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Notice this over here. In the story, the servant took only ten of his master's camels and departed. How could it be that only camels can carry all of Abraham's riches? This means that the moment you tithe, you have sent apart the rest of your money holy. And it shall be from God. Since man fall, the earth is fallen. Money is considered unrighteous and filthy. The moment this money lands into your hand, they are unrighteous. You will notice that although you larbour hard yet you gather little, you put money into a pocket of holes. Money never seems to be enough. Yet by tithing to God, it is set apart from the world and is made holy. Whatever is made from God cannot be touch by the devil. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Romans 11:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For if the firstfruit is holy, the lump is also holy; and if the root is holy, so are the branches.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whatever increase as long as a tenth is tithed, the rest shall  be made holy. Just like how a vine is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hebrews 7:6-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he whose genealogy is not derived from them received tithes from Abraham and blessed &lt;strong&gt;him who had the promises&lt;/strong&gt;. Now beyond all contradiction the lesser is blessed by the better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Here mortal men receive tithes, but there he receives them, of whom it is witnessed that he lives.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Notice here that though mortal men receive tithes, there He (Jesus) receives them. By tithing, it is a withness that Jesus lives. Just like what happen when Melchizedek (represent Jesus) present Abraham with bread and wine to proclaim His death, Abraham offer tithe to Melchizedek to proclaim He is alive! Oh... such a wonderful revelation!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Genesis 45:22-28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;22 He gave to all of them, to each man, changes of garments; but to &lt;strong&gt;Benjamin he gave three hundred pieces of silver and five changes of garments.&lt;/strong&gt; 23 And he sent to his father these things: ten donkeys loaded with the good things of Egypt, and ten female donkeys loaded with grain, bread, and food for his father for the journey. 24 So he sent his brothers away, and they departed; and he said to them, "See that you do not become troubled along the way."&lt;br /&gt;25 Then they went up out of Egypt, and came to the land of Canaan to Jacob their father. 26 And they told him, saying, "&lt;strong&gt;Joseph is still alive&lt;/strong&gt;, and he is governor over all the land of Egypt." And &lt;strong&gt;Jacob's &lt;/strong&gt;heart stood still, because he did not believe them. 27 But when they told him all the words which Joseph had said to them, and when he &lt;strong&gt;saw the carts which Joseph had sent to carry him&lt;/strong&gt;, the spirit of Jacob their father revived. 28 Then &lt;strong&gt;Israel&lt;/strong&gt; said, "&lt;strong&gt;It is enough. Joseph my son is still alive&lt;/strong&gt;. I will go and see him before I die."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;See such an amazing truth over here. When the sons told him that Joseph is alive, "Jacob"(the name before God changed His name-worldy name) is used. Why? Because he refused to believe. But when he saw the carts of goods that were brought to him, Israel (name after God changed his name) believed that Joseph is alive. Just like in today's context, if we proclaim that Jesus is  alive, people will not believe. Its only when they saw the blessings upon our lives, then only they will believe- that Jesus is alive!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-5107445421809116897?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/5107445421809116897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=5107445421809116897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/5107445421809116897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/5107445421809116897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/11/light-for-prosperity.html' title='The light for prosperity'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-7285300483609558758</id><published>2008-11-12T01:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T02:04:07.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stagnant</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Stagnant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the last few days before my exams end. I suddenly felt so dissatisfied with life. Admist my joy and peace I felt with the Lord, there is still this calling for greater things. It just began to dawn on me more if life is just to study, go to work, married, have babies, watch children grow mature etc. Is money that is really that important? Or its what money can bring that makes people chase after the wrong thing? Seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things that you seek, shall be added to you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe somehow I was inspired by one the social entrepreneurs I read in preparation for my exams. Or is it because this desire was planted by God? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just felt that I do not want to wish a life that has nothing to my name. Just an ordinary someone who live a life like any other ordinary person. If that is so, how can I bring glory to the Lord? He wants me to be a light to others. When Jacob (Israel) was told by his sons that Joseph was alive, he did not believe. It is only when he saw the carts which Joseph had sent to carry him (Genesis 45:27), then only he believe. So then, what does this tells us? When the worldly people see the blessings upon my life, then only they will believe that Jesus is alive. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I went to CG on Friday, KT prayed over me and she said something that strike my heart. "Let her be an influence to many for Your glory". These words, sink deeply into my heart. I was always amazed by how she speak forth words at the right place and right time. Just the rhema word that I need. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Therefore, I had taken my first step. To do something I never dreamt I would do... If this desire is from You, You shall open doors for me. For surely You will cause all things that my hands set upon to prosper. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-7285300483609558758?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/7285300483609558758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=7285300483609558758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/7285300483609558758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/7285300483609558758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/11/stagnant.html' title='Stagnant'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-486517583086127531</id><published>2008-11-08T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T02:04:01.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Changi Airport</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Trip to Changi Airport &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, God again showed His faithfulness to me. We are supposed to meet up at Changi Airport to go to Popeye for dinner. Supposed to meet Ana at 6pm while the rest at 7pm. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, here is the exciting part... I forgot to bring my HP!!! For all place, its Changi Airport that we are meeting. Needless to say, the place is so big, how am I going to find them if I don't have a handphone? The funny thing was I listened to the wrong advice and informed them that we will be meeting T2. Upon reaching there, only then I realised that there is no Popeye at T2! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The only number I memorized is that of my brother's one. In the end, it wasn't helpful so I called my own phone hopefully someone at home can answer. To my dismay, no one picked. I was so upset that I came all the way to such a place so far from home only to be isolated. So I prayed in tongues. In ancient times, the apostles communicate and locate with each other by praying in the Spirt-tongues. So I thought I can try that too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After waiting for around 7.20pm at T2, I felt a strong prompting to just go T3, the place that I yearned to go since I never been there. Despite being alone, despite feeling abandoned, there is this unexplainable joy and security in my heart that speaks of everything is going to be all right. Carrying the hope that somehow I will find them, I made my way there. With God, being alone is not really alone, although its such a large place, I felt that I was accompanied. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I waited at the Popeye hoping that I can find them. To my dismay, I do not spot them. Yet, God just led me to wait and queue for the food there despite my lost of appetite. I booked a round table and buy my food. Now, when I sat down and about to eat my food. Guess who I saw! Yes, Melvin!  am so damn really happy. I ran towards him in such joy and soon contact with the rest namely Ana, Vinni and Joshua. He knew there is Popeye at T3 and came to look if I happen to be here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just come to think of it. What is the possibility that he might come too early and look for me? And what is the possibility that he might come too late and look for me? Its just nice, the moment I got a seat, got my meal, and he arrived. Daddy God is really great. Knowing that I will feel upset going home myself, going to shop myself, He caused all things to turn around for me. Before the problem arise, He already has a solution for it. How great is my God!&lt;/p&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/10125574-486517583086127531?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/486517583086127531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=486517583086127531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/486517583086127531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/486517583086127531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/11/trip-to-changi-airport.html' title='Trip to Changi Airport'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-5580598707232015928</id><published>2008-11-07T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T02:13:59.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Him with me through my exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Him with me through my exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Father God is such a real present moment of help. It so happened that before my exam, I would do an hour revision. And it always happen for a few times, that whatever I revised, came up for my exam. Although I did lots of preparation for the exam, yet due to the extensive study, some points appear vague. And He knew that, and caused all things that I revised just before the exams to appear. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yet, I can't imagine I did such a major mistake. Guess what? I actually missed doing one whole sum for Buyer Behaviour paper! I thought it was 5 questions choose 4 ( instructions for another paper)! In addition, I totally forgot to write a major point with a few sub points in one of the question as I wrote too much for the other points and it just slipped my mind. Despite this, I knew He shall not cut of my hope to score good marks. He is faithful. If He has caused me to revised those that shall come out, if He began it, He shall end it. For He is the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the Last. Let it be just like what before  the problem arise, He saw it and has a solution for it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The horse is prepared for the day of the battle, but deliverance is of the Lord. (Proverbs 21:31).&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/10125574-5580598707232015928?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/5580598707232015928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=5580598707232015928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/5580598707232015928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/5580598707232015928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/11/him-with-me-through-my-exams.html' title='Him with me through my exams'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-9208086372507017514</id><published>2008-11-05T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:33:18.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I worship you</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;I worship you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow forgot the tune of a song. Didn't really know the name of the song but it goes,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I worship you, I worship you~~~..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All I live is to.... worship you~~.."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then while I was napping at night before I started studying again, suddenly I was awaken by the song sang by a neighbour's house during caregroup worship... WOw... it seems like God is singing for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;===========&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whee.... Obama won the election. Praise God. I believe God raised him up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-9208086372507017514?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/9208086372507017514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=9208086372507017514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/9208086372507017514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/9208086372507017514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-worship-you.html' title='I worship you'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-2933329752926045719</id><published>2008-11-02T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T00:24:58.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowing that you have Forgiveness of sins will cause you to receive His blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Knowing that you have Forgiveness of Sins will cause you to receive His blessings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hebrews 12:26-29&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;26 Whose voice then shook the earth: but now he hath promised, saying, Yet once more I &lt;strong&gt;shake not the earth only, but also heaven&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;27 And this word, Yet once more, signifieth the &lt;strong&gt;removing of those things that are shaken&lt;/strong&gt;, as of things that are made, that those things which cannot be shaken may remain.&lt;br /&gt;28 Wherefore we receiving a kingdom which cannot be moved, let us have grace, whereby we may serve God acceptably with reverence and godly fear:&lt;br /&gt;29For our God is a &lt;strong&gt;consuming fire&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that those things that are not man made can be shaken. So it means that debts which are not made by God can also be shaken out of our lives. This means that sickness, lonliness, and whatever bad things can be shaken out of our lives. God will consume those things which are not made by God like illness and proverty like fire. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hebrews 12:18-21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;For you have not come unto the mount which might be touched and that &lt;strong&gt;burned with fire&lt;/strong&gt;, nor unto &lt;strong&gt;blackness and darkness and tempest&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and the sound of a trumpet and the voice of words, which voice those who heard entreated that the Word should not be spoken to them any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;For you have not come, (For they could not endure that which was commanded, that: "if even so much as a beast touch the mountain, it shall be stoned or thrust through with a dart."&lt;br /&gt;And so terrible was the sight that &lt;strong&gt;Moses &lt;/strong&gt;said, "I&lt;strong&gt; fear exceedingly and quake&lt;/strong&gt;.")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;First of all, what happens when there is fire? Certainly the surroundings will be bright and well lit right? But guess what? At Mount Sinai (represents My Thorn), when the law was given, instead of lighting up the place, there was blackness and darkest and tempest. Just as it is so, if we were to receive the law into our life, darkness and blackness shall be received into ourselves. For the law will only show how incapable we are to obey them. Even Moses, the one who is intimate with God whom He has chosen to speak face to face was exceedingly afraid by the sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Genesis 4:9-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;9 And the LORD said unto Cain, Where is Abel your brother? And he said, I know not: Am I my brother's keeper?&lt;br /&gt;10 And he said, What has your done? the voice of your &lt;strong&gt;brother's blood cries unto me from the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;11And now art you cursed from the earth, which have opened her mouth to receive your brother's blood from your hand;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The blood cries of avenge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ephesians 1:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in Whom we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of His grace,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Notice here that through Jesus's blood, we have the forgiveness of sins. His blood has redemption power. Its unlike the blood that speak forth of vengeance, but the blood that speaks of forgiveness of sins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Luke 7:36-50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A Sinful Woman Forgiven &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;36 Then one of the Pharisees asked Him to eat with him. And He went to the Pharisee’s house, and sat down to eat. 37 And behold, a woman in the city who was a sinner, when she knew that Jesus sat at the table in the Pharisee’s house, brought an alabaster flask of fragrant oil, 38 and stood at His feet behind Him weeping; and she began to &lt;strong&gt;wash His feet with her tears&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;wiped them with the hair of her head;&lt;/strong&gt; and she kissed His feet and anointed them with the fragrant oil. 39 Now when the Pharisee who had invited Him saw this, he spoke to himself, saying, “This Man, if He were a prophet, would know who and what manner of woman this is who is touching Him, for she is a sinner.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;40 And Jesus answered and said to him, “Simon, I have something to say to you.” So he said, “Teacher, say it.” 41 “There was a certain creditor who had two debtors. One owed five hundred denarii, and the other fifty. 42 And when they had nothing with which to repay, he freely forgave them both. Tell Me, therefore, which of them will love him more?” 43 Simon answered and said, “I suppose the one whom he forgave more.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And He said to him, “You have rightly judged.” 44 Then He turned to the woman and said to Simon, “Do you see this woman? I entered your house; you gave Me no water for My feet, but she has washed My feet with her tears and wiped them with the hair of her head. 45 You gave Me no kiss, but this woman has not ceased to kiss My feet since the time I came in. 46 You did not anoint My head with oil, but this woman has anointed My feet with fragrant oil. 47 Therefore I say to you, her sins, which are many, are forgiven, for she loved much. But to whom little is forgiven, the same loves little.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;48 Then He said to her, “&lt;strong&gt;Your sins are forgiven.”&lt;/strong&gt; 49 And those who sat at the table with Him began to say to themselves, “Who is this who even forgives sins?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;50 Then He said to the woman, “Your faith has saved you. Go in peace.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Note that this woman mentioned here is probably a prostitute and when she came in, Simon was biased towards her. Those who goes by the law judges people. After telling the story, it is very clear that the reason why she did that was out of her heart of gratitude for Jesus. A denarii is one day wages, so the fragrance probably costs her more than 1 year wages. I believed when she does that, she experiences the wholesome retrieval of her soul that is given off due to her occupation. The reason she cried, is knowing that she had been forgiven much. Out of being touched by His love for Her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Note that even though He knew that she knew that she have been forgiven much, He still said, "Your sins are forgiven". This means we all need the &lt;strong&gt;constant reminder that we are forgiven from our sins.&lt;/strong&gt; His blood has cleanse us for all sins. Past, present and future sins. For God is one who lives out of time for He create time. If God is in time, then time is greater that God but the truth is that God is greater than time therefore He lives outside time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adolph Saphir said, "The forgiveness of sin is not merely the beginning, but it is the foundation, the source, it is, so to say, the mother of all divine blessings."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;______________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the service, we (Ana, Keziah, June and Melvin) went Coffee Bean to study. And afterwhich, we are blessed by a meal by Keziah's parents at Lerk Thai. They ordered the famous food that is in Thailand and explained to us. It was nice... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really manage to capture a nice picture of the food though. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQ3Tu4wOpXI/AAAAAAAABkg/UlqyBuGiJl0/s1600-h/DSC01216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264096341928093042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQ3Tu4wOpXI/AAAAAAAABkg/UlqyBuGiJl0/s400/DSC01216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQ3Tu60Ky-I/AAAAAAAABkY/3Cn5Di6hoz4/s1600-h/DSC01218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264096342481488866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQ3Tu60Ky-I/AAAAAAAABkY/3Cn5Di6hoz4/s400/DSC01218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-2933329752926045719?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/2933329752926045719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=2933329752926045719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2933329752926045719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2933329752926045719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/11/knowing-that-you-have-forgiveness-of.html' title='Knowing that you have Forgiveness of sins will cause you to receive His blessings'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQ3Tu4wOpXI/AAAAAAAABkg/UlqyBuGiJl0/s72-c/DSC01216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-4791306556241546492</id><published>2008-11-01T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:02:27.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed items from brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Blessed items from brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wohoo... I am thankful for a concealer that my brother gave me. He got it from some events I think. Its so funny that when he gave me the concealer he thought that it is lipstick. So he said though the colour of the lipstick was a bit weird. In my mind I was thinking... huh... lipstick... I don't think I will get to use it now leh. Then when I open it, I saw that it was a concealer! Happy happy... He checked the price of it and it was US$20 okay! So yes, I like it... Father God is so good to me to bless me with this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the blush colour is too dark for me. Its called TECH. Don't really know what is that colour but its like kinda of brown colour. Definitely not suitable for my skin tone. So whoever used such colour can just take from me.. I shall bless you with it. Pass the blessing to YOU... It costs US$18 okay? But you shall get it for free just like I got it for Free. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQ8QXjQc5zI/AAAAAAAABkw/E3LdMexul-c/s1600-h/s_faceconcealer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264444486206678834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQ8QXjQc5zI/AAAAAAAABkw/E3LdMexul-c/s400/s_faceconcealer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQ8QYIbzC_I/AAAAAAAABk4/SOJPxuG-RXc/s1600-h/tech.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264444496186379250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 58px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 60px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQ8QYIbzC_I/AAAAAAAABk4/SOJPxuG-RXc/s400/tech.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQ8QXNWJDXI/AAAAAAAABko/gZmvvRfpK8E/s1600-h/s_blush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264444480324963698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQ8QXNWJDXI/AAAAAAAABko/gZmvvRfpK8E/s400/s_blush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And He really cares for me. Sometimes even when I never say to Him, Daddy God still knows my heart. It can be as small like one day after I bought a pouch for the wedding dinner I am going, it came across my mind that my sister should have a small handbag or something. Its just thought. To my surprise, in the next few days, she suddenly came home with a handbag that she bought for a very good price. And I think it looked good for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How great is my God! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-4791306556241546492?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/4791306556241546492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=4791306556241546492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4791306556241546492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4791306556241546492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/11/blessed-items-from-brother.html' title='Blessed items from brother'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQ8QXjQc5zI/AAAAAAAABkw/E3LdMexul-c/s72-c/s_faceconcealer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-8866293893536041743</id><published>2008-10-31T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T22:31:16.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Virtuous wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;The Virtuous wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ever comes to your mind what a virtuous wife is like? I am sure most of you will think that she is one who is submissive and dependent on the husband. One who only know how to cook and take care of the children? But know what the bible (God) says about a virtuous wife?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Virtuous Wife&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;10 Who[b] can find a virtuous[c] wife?&lt;br /&gt;For her worth is far above rubies.&lt;br /&gt;11 The heart of her husband safely trusts her;&lt;br /&gt;So he will have no lack of gain.&lt;br /&gt;12 She does him good and not evil&lt;br /&gt;All the days of her life.&lt;br /&gt;13 She seeks wool and flax,&lt;br /&gt;And willingly works with her hands.&lt;br /&gt;14 She is like the merchant ships,&lt;br /&gt;She brings her food from afar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She bring her food from afar, to me it was revealed that the wife is able to provide different kind of cruisine, like Korean, Japanese, Western, Chinese etc.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;15 She also rises while it is yet night,&lt;br /&gt;And provides food for her household, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;And a portion for her maidservants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So she also works very early in the morning to prepare breakfast... and her maid have a share too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;16 She considers a field and buys it;&lt;br /&gt;From her profits she plants a vineyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She also do speculation and buy properties. With the profits, she actually use it to plant a vineyard. Then you may wonder, why a vineyard? Ask yourself, what does vineyard produces? Yes, wine. And what does wine signify? Jesus's blood to wash away our sins. Which means to say she invest in the kingdom of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;17 She girds herself with strength,&lt;br /&gt;And strengthens her arms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 She perceives that her merchandise is good,&lt;br /&gt;And her lamp does not go out by night. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So she also do business, she sells goods. And she will call her merchandise good which means it will be profitable. And she sleeps very late at night.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;19 She stretches out her hands to the distaff,&lt;br /&gt;And her hand holds the spindle.&lt;br /&gt;20 She extends her hand to the poor,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she reaches out her hands to the needy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She is kind hearted and compassionate and will provide for the poor too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;21 She is not afraid of snow for her household,&lt;br /&gt;For all her household is clothed with scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;22 She makes tapestry for herself;&lt;br /&gt;Her clothing is fine linen and purple. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Linen speaks of coolness and purple represents royalty. This means that she is relaxed while she is doing all these things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;23 Her husband is known in the gates,&lt;br /&gt;When he sits among the elders of the land. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now this is the most important thing of all. Guess who is her husband? He is certainly  not some Tom, Dick or Harry. He is someone reputable and is well known. As seen from hhim being known in the gates. In ancient times, being at the gates is very visible. And sits among elders of the land. Note that sits among, but does not say is an elder! So which means to say that he is knowledgeable and learned to be able to sit among them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;24 She makes linen garments and sells them,&lt;br /&gt;And supplies sashes for the merchants. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Again, she does business as seen from the buying of materials from suppliers and selling them after adding value (make into garments). Don't play play, the garment she makes makes people feel cool after wearing too. Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;25 Strength and honor are her clothing;&lt;br /&gt;She shall rejoice in time to come. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This speaks by itself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;26 She opens her mouth with wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;And on her tongue is the law of kindness. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She whatever she says is of wisdom and she speaks of kindness. Oh, so pleasing to hear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;27 She watches over the ways of her household,&lt;br /&gt;And does not eat the bread of idleness. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Means she is careful of the needs of her family. She is hard working and does not laze around.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;28 Her children rise up and call her blessed;&lt;br /&gt;Her husband also, and he praises her: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So this is what all wives loves, praises from husbands.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;29 “ Many daughters have done well,&lt;br /&gt;But you excel them all.”&lt;br /&gt;30 Charm is deceitful and beauty is passing,&lt;br /&gt;But a woman who fears the LORD, she shall be praised. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;One who is beautiful and charming may not be praised, but one who fears the Lord, she shall be praised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;31 Give her of the fruit of her hands,&lt;br /&gt;And let her own works praise her in the gates. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The works under her hands prosper and whatever she do, it shall be fruitful.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Personal opinion: Notice that if she have to do so much things, means she does not hold a proper job like 8am to 5pm? I supposed her husband provides her the money to do the business while she takes care of the household. And from the business, she earns money and bless her household.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I am a guy, I would also want such a woman...&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/10125574-8866293893536041743?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/8866293893536041743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=8866293893536041743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8866293893536041743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8866293893536041743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/10/virtuous-wife.html' title='The Virtuous wife'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-7669607627615018111</id><published>2008-10-28T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:16:38.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cute P1 student</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;My Cute P1 student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I disappear in action for a while. Well, you guessed it right... its exam period. Well, just all of a sudden, felt like updating some stuff that is ongoing in my life. Memories, memories. Shall introduce to you my little boy boy. He is a Korean, a smart little boy named Ki Hoon. Well, the one he hugging is his little brother. Also very cute hor. I think he looks like one of the cartoon character- la pi xiao xin. Haha... Kids are adorable, they just say what is on their heart. They happy they show, not happy also show. Little hands and feet. Cute... !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQcsDnwbn9I/AAAAAAAABjg/Gq-zv1Ahfug/s1600-h/DSC01209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262223130329063378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQcsDnwbn9I/AAAAAAAABjg/Gq-zv1Ahfug/s400/DSC01209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-7669607627615018111?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/7669607627615018111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=7669607627615018111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/7669607627615018111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/7669607627615018111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-cute-p1-student.html' title='My Cute P1 student'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQcsDnwbn9I/AAAAAAAABjg/Gq-zv1Ahfug/s72-c/DSC01209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-3608759570748029513</id><published>2008-10-26T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:15:48.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do not worry about tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Do not worry about tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;John 21:1-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Breakfast by the Sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;After these things Jesus showed Himself again to the disciples at the Sea of Tiberias, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;in this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He showed Himself: Simon Peter, Thomas called the Twin, Nathanael of Cana in Galilee, the sons of Zebedee, and two others of His disciples were together. Simon Peter said to them, “I am going fishing.”They said to him, “We are going with you also.” They went out and immediately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; got into the boat, and that night they caught nothing. But when the morning had now come, Jesus stood on the shore; yet the disciples did not know that it was Jesus. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Then Jesus said to them, “Children, have you any food?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They answered Him, “No.” And He said to them, “Cast the net on the right side of the boat, and you will find some.” So they cast, and now they were not able to draw it in because of the multitude of fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;After Christ has risen from the dead, He appeared to His disciples in a manner. Instead of one who is mighty and powerful, He appeared as one who is concerned about the physical needs of His disciples- Food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;John 21:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Then, as soon as they had come to land, they &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;saw a fire of coals there, and fish laid on it, and bread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Jesus said to them, “Bring some of the fish which you have just caught.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Instead of asking the disciples to cook the meal themselves after He has blessed them with the abundant of fishes, He cooked personally for them. This is how He shall appear to you now. In the time that you lack finance, lack food, He shall provide you with finance and food to eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Mark 6:30-31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Feeding the Five Thousands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then the apostles gathered to Jesus and told Him all things, both what they had done and what they had taught. And He said to them, “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Come aside by yourselves to a deserted place and rest a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.” For there were many coming and going, and they did not even have time to eat. So they departed to a deserted place in the boat by themselves.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;After they perform the miracle, He is concerned about their well being, about them being tired. So He said to rest a while. As He is then, so is He now, He is concerned that when we serve, He wants us to rest. He knows our physical needs and attend to that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Romans 5:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moreover the law entered that the offense might abound. But where&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sin abounded, grace abounded much more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Even though we may sin, yet grace will super abound in our life. Whatever your weakness may be, when God's grace cover it, it shall be the best asset that you ever have. Just leave it to God and He will do the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Romans 6:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Certainly not! How shall we who&lt;strong&gt; died to sin&lt;/strong&gt; live any longer in it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Genesis 12:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Now there was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;famine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the land, and Abram went down to Egypt to dwell there, for the famine was severe in the land. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just like what is ongoing in the financial world, there is famine in the land. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Genesis 13:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Abram was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;very rich in livestock, in silver, and in gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;What then shall we say that Abraham our father has found according to the flesh? For if Abraham was justified by works, he has something to boast about, but not before God. For what does the Scripture say? “&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abraham believed God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and it was &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;accounted to him for righteousness&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;” Now to him &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;who works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the wages are not counted as grace but as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;debt. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notice that despite the time of crisis, Abram never lack. Instead, He was very rich. Yet is it because He work for it? No, its because he believed God, and it was accounted to him for righteousness. Which means to say, if you work for something, the thing have to be given to you because of debt. Yet if you believe in God, the thing shall be given to you through grace. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;David Celebrates the Same Truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But to him who does not work but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;believes on Him who justifies the ungodly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, his faith is accounted for righteousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;All we have to do is to believe on Him who will justifies the ungodly, it is not the godly people that he justify, it is the ungodly people that he justify that we shall have righteousness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Genesis 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And Abraham journeyed from there to the South, and dwelt between Kadesh and Shur, and stayed in Gerar. Now Abraham said of Sarah his wife, “&lt;strong&gt;She is my sister&lt;/strong&gt;.” And Abimelech king of Gerar sent and took Sarah. But God came to Abimelech in a dream by night, and said to him, “Indeed you are a &lt;strong&gt;dead man&lt;/strong&gt; because of the woman whom you have taken, for she is a man’s wife.” But Abimelech had not come near her; and he said, “Lord, will You slay a righteous nation also? Did he not say to me, ‘She is my sister’? And she, even she herself said, ‘He is my brother.’ In the integrity of my heart and innocence of my hands I have done this.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And God said to him in a dream, “Yes, I know that you did this in the integrity of your heart. For I also withheld you from sinning against Me; therefore I did not let you touch her. Now therefore, restore the man’s wife; for &lt;strong&gt;he is a prophet&lt;/strong&gt;, and he will pray for you and you shall live. But if you do not restore her, know that you shall surely die, you and all who are yours.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So Abimelech rose early in the morning, called all his servants, and told all these things in their hearing; and the men were very much afraid. And Abimelech called Abraham and said to him, “What have you done to us? How have I offended you, that you have brought on me and on my kingdom a great sin? You have done deeds to me that ought not to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Then &lt;strong&gt;Abimelech took sheep, oxen, and male and female servants&lt;/strong&gt;, and gave them to Abraham; and he restored Sarah his wife to him. And Abimelech said, “&lt;strong&gt;See, my land is before you; dwell where it pleases you&lt;/strong&gt;.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notice the funny thing over here? It is Abraham that told a lie, yet it is Abimelech that was rebuked by God. And instead of being punished for telling the lie, Abraham was blessed with so much more riches. This was the second time that Abraham lied. The first time was when He just knew God and now when He had known God and even met Him personally and given had His name changed to Abraham instead of Abraham. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Matthew 6:25-34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Do not worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;“Therefore I say to you, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do not worry about your life&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;what you will eat or what you will drink; nor about your body, what you will put on&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing? Look at the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;birds of the air&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, for they &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;neither sow nor reap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature? “So why do you worry about clothing?&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Consider the lilies of the field&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; how they grow: they &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;neither toil nor spin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;which today is, and tomorrow is thrown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? “Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. But &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and all these things shall be added to you. Therefore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQSDbHE0saI/AAAAAAAABjY/M0uMeAISjxg/s1600-h/2005-01-21-water-lilies-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261474766454567330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQSDbHE0saI/AAAAAAAABjY/M0uMeAISjxg/s400/2005-01-21-water-lilies-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQSDavbycVI/AAAAAAAABjQ/dsq0COVN5wg/s1600-h/florastrology_lilies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261474760108437842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQSDavbycVI/AAAAAAAABjQ/dsq0COVN5wg/s400/florastrology_lilies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQSDahUPXgI/AAAAAAAABjI/3AkpauYBedc/s1600-h/water_rail_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261474756318682626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQSDahUPXgI/AAAAAAAABjI/3AkpauYBedc/s400/water_rail_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQSDaYvRbNI/AAAAAAAABjA/kxJLAMGwn1Y/s1600-h/water_rail_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261474754016144594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQSDaYvRbNI/AAAAAAAABjA/kxJLAMGwn1Y/s400/water_rail_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Therefore, do not worry, look at how these birds are feed. Do you so think for a moment that someone will bother to throw food for the birds to eat? No, it is the heavenly Father that provides food for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Look at the lilies in the field, is it not filled with such beauty and yet know that the next moment, it will wither under the sun. Yet, our Father still bother to clothe them to be in such beauty. How much more you of more value then them? When Christ came down for us all and not for them. How much more of value are we in His eyes? So worry not about tomorrow, for there is only sufficient grace for today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Preached by Pastor Joseph Prince on 25 Oct 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/10125574-3608759570748029513?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/3608759570748029513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=3608759570748029513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3608759570748029513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3608759570748029513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-not-worry-about-tomorrow.html' title='Do not worry about tomorrow'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQSDbHE0saI/AAAAAAAABjY/M0uMeAISjxg/s72-c/2005-01-21-water-lilies-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-1135235787948138021</id><published>2008-10-19T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:23:47.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study at Franky's</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Study at Franky's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2nd service, we went to this cafe to study. I really wonder how they earn money. The whole day we seems to be the only customers in the cafe. I like it very much because we can enjoy the quietness and study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock is actually a projection onto the wall. Special huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQctJ8AkG_I/AAAAAAAABj4/biotttyUmJc/s1600-h/DSC01205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262224338356280306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQctJ8AkG_I/AAAAAAAABj4/biotttyUmJc/s400/DSC01205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQctJZiKxqI/AAAAAAAABjw/TgFNXCkdCAc/s1600-h/DSC01206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262224329101985442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQctJZiKxqI/AAAAAAAABjw/TgFNXCkdCAc/s400/DSC01206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to capture the tree, ended up cutting off a bit of Edmund's face. They are supposed to "pretend" to study so that I can snap the picture. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQctI86YOWI/AAAAAAAABjo/8h27nuLsJJI/s1600-h/DSC01207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262224321418901858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQctI86YOWI/AAAAAAAABjo/8h27nuLsJJI/s400/DSC01207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, I accidently deleted the picture of June and me studying. Sianx...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/10125574-1135235787948138021?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/1135235787948138021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=1135235787948138021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1135235787948138021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1135235787948138021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/10/study-at-frankys.html' title='Study at Franky&apos;s'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQctJ8AkG_I/AAAAAAAABj4/biotttyUmJc/s72-c/DSC01205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-5432340387985796331</id><published>2008-10-19T21:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:15:39.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is the world shaken?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Why is the world shaken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;In this financial crisis, many would ask... Why is the world going downwards, downwards and downwards. Open the newspaper and you see that the world is in a terrible mess. There is a huge huge loss of the pockets of many, many people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why? It all begin with the greed and selfish and self-centred people who caused all these trouble. It all begins with the real estate. Why the real estate (housing)? It all begins with the people of the world who seek to chase the Jewish people of Israel out of the settlements. And because of that, God avenge His people by causing all these financial crisis onto the world. And because of the terrorists who are planning nuclear weapons to attack Israel, God protects and freezes the finanical system just so to stop the nuclear weapons from establishing and to build His people (Jews) against the attack. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hebrews 12:25-29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;See that you do not refuse Him who speaks. For if they did not escape who refused Him who spoke on earth, much more shall we not escape if we turn away from Him who speaks from heaven, whose voice then shook the earth; but now He has promised, saying, “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yet once more I shake not only the earth, but also heaven&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;/strong&gt; Now this, “Yet once more,” indicates the&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;removal&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of those things that are being&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; shaken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, as of things that are&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;made&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, that the things which&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;cannot be shaken may remain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Therefore, since we are receiving a kingdom which cannot be shaken, let us have&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, by which we may serve &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;God acceptably with reverence and godly fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. For our God is a consuming fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are actually 3 parts of heaven, the upmost part is where God dwells which can never be shaken while the third part is the atmosperic heavens where evil forces dwell. This is when sometimes you feel oppressed by entering a place and have signs such as headache etc. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;All things that are made such as the financial systems of the world, they shall be shaken. Just like a house built on sand, those that are man made, shall be brought down to plains. Yet those things made by God eg. tithing shall never be shaken for it is like that of a house built on the solid rock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And only with grace, we will serve God with all our heart and all our might. And like a fire, God will engulf us with His love for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hagai 2:6-9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“For thus says the LORD of hosts: ‘Once more (it is a little while) I will &lt;strong&gt;shake heaven and earth,&lt;/strong&gt; the sea and dry land; and I will shake all nations, and they shall come to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Desire of All Nations,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I will fill this temple with glory,’ says the LORD of hosts. ‘&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The silver is Mine, and the gold is Mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,’ says the LORD of hosts. ‘The&lt;strong&gt; glory&lt;/strong&gt; of this &lt;strong&gt;latter temple&lt;/strong&gt; shall be &lt;strong&gt;greater than the former&lt;/strong&gt;,’ says the LORD of hosts. ‘And in this place I will give peace,’ says the LORD of hosts.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When all these happen, like that of the financial turmoil, all people will run to Jesus- The DESIRE OF ALL NATIONS and fill Him with glory. And as we are the temple of God, we shall be filled with glory. For all these silver and gold belongs to the Lord. And the glory of the latter temple shall be far greater than the former. The former means the times when Moses brought the people out of Eygpt. We shall have far more glory that that time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Isaiah 60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The Gentiles Bless Zion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Arise,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; For your light has come! And the glory of the LORD is risen upon you. For behold, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;darkness shall cover the earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;deep darkness(depression&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt; the people; But the&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;LORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will arise over you. And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;His glory will be seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; upon you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How beautiful is this? Shine, all He want use to do is to shine. It is when there is darkness than when you light a match, it shines. Just like in modern times, when there is this financial crisis, and people are in deep depression, than the Lord will arise over you. And His people shall stay afloat. Just like how churches will prosper. There is a transfer of wealth somewhere. Money cannot disappear into thin air. There is a transfer of wealth from the world into the pockets of the godly to glorify His name. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Haggai 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The Coming Glory of God’s House &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;the seventh month, on the twenty-first of the month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the word of the LORD came by Haggai the prophet, saying: “Speak now to Zerubbabel the son of Shealtiel, governor of Judah, and to Joshua the son of Jehozadak, the high priest, and to the remnant of the people, saying: ‘Who is left among you who saw this temple in its former glory? And how do you see it now? In comparison with it, is this not in your eyes as nothing? Yet now be strong, Zerubbabel,’ says the LORD; ‘and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Joshua, son of Jehozadak, the high priest; and be strong, all you people of the land,’ says the LORD, ‘and work; for I&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;am with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,’ says the LORD of hosts. ‘According to the word that I&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;covenanted with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when you came out of Egypt, so My Spirit remains among you; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do not fear!’&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;This site will explain the Feast of the Tabenacle which last for 7 days. Also called Sukkoth (dwellings). For ancient times, the day starts at 6pm and ends till the next morning. God tell His people BE STRONG and DO NOT FEAR for HE IS WITH US!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://answers.google.com/answers/threadview?id=97447"&gt;http://answers.google.com/answers/threadview?id=97447&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;John 7:37-39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The Promise of the Holy Spirit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;the last day, that great day of the feast&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Jesus stood and cried out, saying, “If anyone thirsts, let him come to Me and drink. He who believes in Me, as the Scripture has said, &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;out of his heart will flow rivers of living water&lt;/strong&gt;.”&lt;/span&gt;But this He spoke concerning the Spirit, whom those believing in Him would receive; for the Holy Spirit was not yet given, because Jesus was not yet glorified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;This last day is the day ending tomorrow 20 Oct 6pm. That Jesus said that anyone who thirst, shall come to Him and out of our heart shall flow rivers of living water. This means life and life more abundantly. This life flows like a river as long as we seek Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Psalm 118&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I will praise You, For You have answered me, And have become my salvation. The stone which the builders rejected. Has become the chief cornerstone. This was the LORD’s doing; It is marvelous in our eyes. This is the day the LORD has made; We will rejoice and be glad in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Save now&lt;/span&gt; (Hosanna)&lt;/strong&gt;, I pray, O LORD; O LORD, I pray, &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;send now prosperity&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Blessed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is he who &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;comes in the name of the LORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! We have blessed you from the house of the LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So the palmist will sing this during end of the feast. SAVE NOW! Whatever we need, be it finances, health, love etc He will save! And Send NOW PROSPERITY. We are blessed to come in the name of Jesus. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Exodus 33:21-23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And the LORD said, “Here is a place by Me, and you shall stand on the rock. So it shall be, while&lt;strong&gt; My glory passes by&lt;/strong&gt;, that I will put you in &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;cleft of the rock&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and will &lt;strong&gt;cover you with My hand while I pass by&lt;/strong&gt;. Then I will take away My hand, and you shall see My back; but My face shall not be seen.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Cleft of the rock means to be in Christ where God's hand shall be covering us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pastor Prince of New Creation Church preached on 18 Oct 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&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/10125574-5432340387985796331?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/5432340387985796331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=5432340387985796331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/5432340387985796331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/5432340387985796331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-is-world-shaken.html' title='Why is the world shaken?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-3839456201261990614</id><published>2008-10-18T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:28:03.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Us at Cafe Cartel</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Us at Cafe Cartel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Arrow service, few of us- Angie, Joshua and Ana decide to head somewhere to chill. After hunting few places, we decide to chill at Cafe Cartel. Had a nice time fellowshipping and enjoying nice food. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQcuzv7TfcI/AAAAAAAABkQ/E09mN5oebEY/s1600-h/DSC01202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262226156179127746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQcuzv7TfcI/AAAAAAAABkQ/E09mN5oebEY/s400/DSC01202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQcuzesTW-I/AAAAAAAABkI/jdGXnchhBLs/s1600-h/DSC01204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262226151552801762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQcuzesTW-I/AAAAAAAABkI/jdGXnchhBLs/s400/DSC01204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQcuy6091UI/AAAAAAAABkA/57snrL33sOM/s1600-h/DSC01203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262226141925463362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQcuy6091UI/AAAAAAAABkA/57snrL33sOM/s400/DSC01203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-3839456201261990614?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/3839456201261990614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=3839456201261990614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3839456201261990614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3839456201261990614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/10/us-at-cafe-cartel.html' title='Us at Cafe Cartel'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SQcuzv7TfcI/AAAAAAAABkQ/E09mN5oebEY/s72-c/DSC01202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-6757474711671824170</id><published>2008-10-05T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:28:27.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Solution to The Four Horsemen</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;The Solution to The Four Horsemen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly so amazed by this revelation by Pastor Prince. Before the financial crisis, God ALREADY has the solution. This is going to be a long yet it will bless you and set you free from the world's crisis. It truly stunned me by how perfect and complete the work of Christ is. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the bible, the seals sealed the scroll that consists of blessings. Each time a seal is opened, there shall be clamity. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Seals&lt;/strong&gt; (Revelation 6:1-8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I watched as the Lamb opened the&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;first&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the seven seals. Then I heard one of the four living creatures say in a voice like thunder, "Come!" I looked, and there before me was a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;white horse! Its rider held a bow, and he was given a crown, and he rode out as a conqueror bent on conquest. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This shows that these creatures appear to be like Christ, creating false doctrines. Before anything bad to happen, there are false doctrines that cover the truth of Christ and teaches wrong teachings of bondages and law. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When the Lamb opened the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;second seal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I heard the second living creature say, "Come!" Then another horse came out, a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; fiery red one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Its rider was given &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;power to take peace from the earth and to make men slay each other. To him was given a large sword.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This represents war and the lack of peace among man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When the Lamb opened the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;third &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;seal, I heard the third living creature say, "Come!" I looked, and there before me was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;black horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Its rider was holding a&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;pair of scales in his hand.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Then I heard what sounded like a voice among the four living creatures, saying, "A quart[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote a" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=revelation%206&amp;amp;version=31#fen-NIV-30784a"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;] of wheat for a day's wages,[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote b" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=revelation%206&amp;amp;version=31#fen-NIV-30784b"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;] and three quarts of barley for a day's wages,[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote c" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=revelation%206&amp;amp;version=31#fen-NIV-30784c"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;] and do not damage the oil and the wine!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This represents famine on earth. The scales always represent famine. The financial crisis that is occuring now is actually the work of this horse. Yet, notice that over here the oil and the wine shall not be touched. It represents the holy communion and anointed oil that has been redeemed by Christ. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When the Lamb opened the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;fourth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; seal, I heard the voice of the fourth living creature say, "Come!" I looked, and there before me was a &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pale horse&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Its rider was named &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Death, and Hades was following close behind him. They were given power over a fourth of the earth to kill by sword, famine and plague, and by the wild beasts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(beasts in Greek is small beasts like virus etc) &lt;strong&gt;of the earth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This represents Death. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOjpzDTRLjI/AAAAAAAABJM/DCl--bRqc6g/s1600-h/DSC01164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253706028596407858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOjpzDTRLjI/AAAAAAAABJM/DCl--bRqc6g/s400/DSC01164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Throne in Heaven &lt;/strong&gt;(Revelation 4:6-7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Also before the throne there was what looked like a sea of glass, clear as crystal.&lt;br /&gt;In the center, around the throne, were four living creatures, and they were covered with eyes, in front and in back. The&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; living creature was like a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;lion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was like an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;third&lt;/strong&gt; had a face like a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;fourth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was like a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;flying eagle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Living Creatures and the Glory of the Lord &lt;/strong&gt;(Ezekiel 1:10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Their faces looked like this: Each of the four had the face of a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and on the right side each had the face of a&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;lion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and on the left the face of an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; each also had the face of an&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;eagle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This was what was seen by Ezekiel.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOjpzBPPp1I/AAAAAAAABJE/yGzc01PSH_c/s1600-h/DSC01161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253706028042659666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOjpzBPPp1I/AAAAAAAABJE/yGzc01PSH_c/s400/DSC01161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Arrangement of the Tribal Camps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (Numbers 2:1-10))&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The LORD said to Moses and Aaron: "The Israelites are to camp around the Tent of Meeting some distance from it, each man under his standard with the banners of his family."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;On the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;east&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, toward the sunrise, the divisions of the camp of &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Judah &lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;lion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in Hebrew) are to encamp under their standard. The leader of the people of Judah is Nahshon son of Amminadab. 4 His division numbers 74,600. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The tribe of &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Issachar &lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Eagle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in Hebrew) will camp next to them. The leader of the people of Issachar is Nethanel son of Zuar. 6 His division numbers 54,400. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The tribe of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Zebulun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(Calf or &lt;strong&gt;ox&lt;/strong&gt; in Hebrew) will be next. The leader of the people of Zebulun is Eliab son of Helon. His division numbers 57,400. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the men assigned to the camp of Judah, according to their divisions, number 186,400. They will set out first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;On the south will be the divisions of the camp of &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reuben &lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Son&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in Hebrew) under their standard. The leader of the people of Reuben is Elizur son of Shedeur. His division numbers 46,500.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All these depict the arrangement of the tribes of Israel. The tribes are actually surrounding the Tablenacle where the Holy of Holies is. The tribes &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four Chariots&lt;/strong&gt; (Zechariah 6:1-6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I looked up again—and there before me were &lt;strong&gt;four chariots&lt;/strong&gt; coming out from between two mountains—mountains of bronze! The first chariot had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;red horses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;second black&lt;/span&gt;, the third white, and the &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;fourth dappled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;—all of them powerful. I asked the angel who was speaking to me, "What are these, my lord?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The angel answered me, "These are the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;four spirits [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote a" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=zechariah%206;&amp;amp;version=31;#fen-NIV-22953a"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;] of &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;heaven&lt;/span&gt;, going out from standing in the presence of the Lord of the whole world. The one with the&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;black horses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is going toward the &lt;strong&gt;north country&lt;/strong&gt;, the one with the &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;white horses&lt;/strong&gt; toward the &lt;strong&gt;west&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote b" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=zechariah%206;&amp;amp;version=31;#fen-NIV-22954b"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;] and the one with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;dappled horses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; toward the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;south&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Redeemer of Zion &lt;/strong&gt;(Isaiah 59:19)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the enemy comes in like a flood, The Spirit of the LORD will lift up a standard against him.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When all these enemies come, the Lord will lift up a banner of love (Song of Soloman 2:4)/ the banners of the four tribes namely Lion, Ox, Man, and Eagle causing all of them to flee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOjpzcr7hkI/AAAAAAAABJU/2HYpPG_jZUI/s1600-h/DSC01165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253706035410732610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOjpzcr7hkI/AAAAAAAABJU/2HYpPG_jZUI/s400/DSC01165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The Signs of the Times and the End of the Age &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Now as He sat on the Mount of Olives, the disciples came to Him privately, saying, “Tell us, when will these things be? And what will be the sign of Your coming, and of the end of the age?” And Jesus answered and said to them: “Take heed that no one deceives you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;For many will come in My name, saying, ‘&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I am the Christ,’ and will deceive many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And you will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hear of wars and rumors of wars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. See that you are not troubled; for all[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote a" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=matthew%2024;&amp;amp;version=50;#fen-NKJV-23958a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;]these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet. For nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. And there will be&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; famines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, pestilences&lt;strong&gt;,[&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote b" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=matthew%2024;&amp;amp;version=50;#fen-NKJV-23959b"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;] and &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;earthquakes in various places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; All these are the beginning of sorrows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When the disciples asked Jesus what are the end times the world. Jesus stated all these signs namely the fasle doctrines, wars and dispute, famines and death. And, this is just only the begining of sorrows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But you know what? Just like how the arrangement of the tribes are, they are facing the tablenacle. Which means to say their backs are away from their enemies. The amazing part was that there was never one mentioned in the bible that they are attacked. Why? Because the glory of the Lord shall be their rear guard. Just like how we should live our lives now. As long as we behold Jesus, He shall be our rear guard. No matter how the world's economy is like, He will certainly provide for His child who put trust in Him. They shall NEVER Lack. Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-6757474711671824170?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/6757474711671824170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=6757474711671824170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/6757474711671824170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/6757474711671824170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/10/solution-to-four-horsemen.html' title='The Solution to The Four Horsemen'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOjpzDTRLjI/AAAAAAAABJM/DCl--bRqc6g/s72-c/DSC01164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-7543105089426015151</id><published>2008-10-03T22:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:23:35.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrow- Israel</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Arrow- Israel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I still got a long way to create beautiful design. I am trying to create emailer that will be approved. I just created this one to see where I can improve at while Yoshie did a very wonderful job on the left. I really think that the look is very professional compared to mine. Mine looks very childish and lack look and feel. Jesus, ... You got to help me with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOYwEfDDVqI/AAAAAAAABIE/Z-eHtoPBUNQ/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252938868986173090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOYwEfDDVqI/AAAAAAAABIE/Z-eHtoPBUNQ/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOYuKxNcOpI/AAAAAAAABH0/xbHArBnVAQ4/s1600-h/DSC01137+copy+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252936777917545106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOYuKxNcOpI/AAAAAAAABH0/xbHArBnVAQ4/s400/DSC01137+copy+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Capstone that you see in the picture is amazing. Just like one mentioned in the bible, it is the last stone that is placed that the whole structure will be able to stand. It's just like Christ being the capstone of our lives that all things withstand. In the creation of this, my wonderful production team mates actually managed to create such a nice structure. The wonderful part is that all "rocks" are not glue together, they are withheld together by the Capstone. What brilliant people in our midst to create such a structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOYs5Nnh9lI/AAAAAAAABHM/a0Yp5vOyTtA/s1600-h/DSC01137+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOYs5dc2udI/AAAAAAAABHU/hfWWrYRBOg8/s1600-h/DSC01140+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252935381044083154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOYs5dc2udI/AAAAAAAABHU/hfWWrYRBOg8/s400/DSC01140+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOYs5nUzQAI/AAAAAAAABHc/FYzR0vRxjbU/s1600-h/DSC01143+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252935383694655490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOYs5nUzQAI/AAAAAAAABHc/FYzR0vRxjbU/s400/DSC01143+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOYuK7n8SoI/AAAAAAAABH8/0VclRzTzHzI/s1600-h/vine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252936780713052802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOYuK7n8SoI/AAAAAAAABH8/0VclRzTzHzI/s400/vine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my illustration before approval after brainstorming. And this is the wonderful work by my IM team. Awesome... truly the work of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOi-p3tL-aI/AAAAAAAABI0/I5mxfVqAeME/s1600-h/DSC01150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253658591865076130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOi-p3tL-aI/AAAAAAAABI0/I5mxfVqAeME/s400/DSC01150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you see the cross?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOi-qYm3vjI/AAAAAAAABI8/WBtxZqwsKF8/s1600-h/DSC01141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253658600696954418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOi-qYm3vjI/AAAAAAAABI8/WBtxZqwsKF8/s400/DSC01141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOYs6Hoc91I/AAAAAAAABHk/qkNzkcXLk5c/s1600-h/DSC01144+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252935392367015762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOYs6Hoc91I/AAAAAAAABHk/qkNzkcXLk5c/s400/DSC01144+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOYs6ZTR9cI/AAAAAAAABHs/fuIDWVTa-A0/s1600-h/DSC01134.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOi9Gp4xywI/AAAAAAAABIM/hE5Ottr5XSk/s1600-h/DSC01147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253656887348546306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOi9Gp4xywI/AAAAAAAABIM/hE5Ottr5XSk/s400/DSC01147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the olive press. The olives are placed inside these round baskets and pressed. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOi9G2vzAXI/AAAAAAAABIU/x2PUQYgxFIU/s1600-h/DSC01148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253656890800537970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOi9G2vzAXI/AAAAAAAABIU/x2PUQYgxFIU/s400/DSC01148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOi9Hji7pcI/AAAAAAAABIk/52DlWEn-Wsc/s1600-h/DSC01156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253656902826173890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOi9Hji7pcI/AAAAAAAABIk/52DlWEn-Wsc/s400/DSC01156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOi9HwRLMzI/AAAAAAAABIs/TvbuOal0fwE/s1600-h/DSC01145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253656906241356594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOi9HwRLMzI/AAAAAAAABIs/TvbuOal0fwE/s400/DSC01145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Sea of Galilee. The signs represents the bondages that are set free. &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/10125574-7543105089426015151?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/7543105089426015151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=7543105089426015151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/7543105089426015151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/7543105089426015151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/10/arrow-israel.html' title='Arrow- Israel'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOYwEfDDVqI/AAAAAAAABIE/Z-eHtoPBUNQ/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-4104368501488566966</id><published>2008-10-02T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:52:40.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Last day of school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Managing Change for the last day of school. Took some photos with my SIM friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOOnskVLeBI/AAAAAAAABGk/4jm6nc-RE7w/s1600-h/P1000204+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252225974552721426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOOnskVLeBI/AAAAAAAABGk/4jm6nc-RE7w/s400/P1000204+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOOns27U2kI/AAAAAAAABGs/MAlum0n0tLQ/s1600-h/P1000219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252225979544558146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOOns27U2kI/AAAAAAAABGs/MAlum0n0tLQ/s400/P1000219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOOnsyF8QCI/AAAAAAAABG0/8LRPjR3MjSU/s1600-h/P1000206+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252225978246905890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOOnsyF8QCI/AAAAAAAABG0/8LRPjR3MjSU/s400/P1000206+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-4104368501488566966?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/4104368501488566966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=4104368501488566966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4104368501488566966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4104368501488566966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-day-of-school.html' title='Last day of school'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOOnskVLeBI/AAAAAAAABGk/4jm6nc-RE7w/s72-c/P1000204+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-1126106094190580634</id><published>2008-10-01T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T02:04:15.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The meanings of the names in Genesis 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;The meanings of the names in Genesis 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched the names in Genesis 5 and found out that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seth= Appointed&lt;br /&gt;Enosh= Human Being&lt;br /&gt;Cainan= Possession&lt;br /&gt;Mahalaleel= Praise of God&lt;br /&gt;Jared= descent&lt;br /&gt;Enoch= Dedicated&lt;br /&gt;Methuselah= Man of the dart&lt;br /&gt;Lamech= to make low&lt;br /&gt;Noah= rest/ comfort&lt;br /&gt;Shem= name&lt;br /&gt;Ham= hot/warm&lt;br /&gt;Japheth= enlarged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if I combined them together, I get:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Appointed Human Being which is the Possession and Praise of God descent and dedicated to be the Man of the dart to be made low so that he can bring Rest/ Comfort through his Name to give us Warmth and Enlargement. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This human being who is Jesus Christ, the prize possession and glory of God, was dedicated to give Himself on the cross to be made low so that we can have rest and comfort through His name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is it not great? Everything in the bible points to Jesus Christ. The finished work He has done on the cross to give us rest. Praise the Lord. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-1126106094190580634?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/1126106094190580634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=1126106094190580634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1126106094190580634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1126106094190580634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/10/meanings-of-names-in-genesis-5.html' title='The meanings of the names in Genesis 5'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-4466857855502396397</id><published>2008-09-30T02:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T02:44:24.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Designs</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Designs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOEh3aQ1R_I/AAAAAAAABGM/x4GJFqCQCpo/s1600-h/Discern+bet+good+and+evil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251515876317153266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOEh3aQ1R_I/AAAAAAAABGM/x4GJFqCQCpo/s400/Discern+bet+good+and+evil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOEh3nZSoBI/AAAAAAAABGU/z1g-Eu2mG5E/s1600-h/Spirit+of+power,+love+and+sound+mind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251515879842291730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOEh3nZSoBI/AAAAAAAABGU/z1g-Eu2mG5E/s400/Spirit+of+power,+love+and+sound+mind.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOEh4PXTX4I/AAAAAAAABGc/ZUdjx-0B-Ik/s1600-h/Riches,+honour+and+wealth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251515890571370370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOEh4PXTX4I/AAAAAAAABGc/ZUdjx-0B-Ik/s400/Riches,+honour+and+wealth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-4466857855502396397?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/4466857855502396397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=4466857855502396397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4466857855502396397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4466857855502396397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/designs.html' title='Designs'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOEh3aQ1R_I/AAAAAAAABGM/x4GJFqCQCpo/s72-c/Discern+bet+good+and+evil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-3835194434967499588</id><published>2008-09-30T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T02:36:51.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The will of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;The Will of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt; There is one day this prompting in my heart to just write The Will of God on my msn. I supposed, this was prompted by Hebrews 10:35-36 which states that after I have done the will of God, you will receive His promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 5:17 says, "Therefore do not be unwise, but understand what the will of the Lord is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is the will of God? The next two verses tell us how to identify it: "And do not be drunk with wine, in which is dissipation; but be filled with the Spirit, speaking to one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord, giving thanks always for all things to God the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ"(Ephesians 5:18–20).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is slightly different from what I thought His will wants me to do. I thought it to be very complicated and hard to know the will of God. Like what I will become when I graduate etc etc. But all He wants us to do is just to be filled with praises for Him and to give Him thanks for all things. And when we does that, we are redeeming the time, because the days are evil (Ephesians 5:16). The time lost can be from idling, doing unfruitful things etc... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next He revealed John 1:12 to me: "But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God; even to those who believe in His name; who were born, not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of the will of man, but of the will of God".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that His will is just for us to be His child. Imagine how a child lives, a child just depends on his father, so He just wants us to depend on Him. A child's role is just to receive. So our role is also just to receive. To receive HIs goodness and mercy, His blessings and inheritance.&lt;br /&gt;Also, Hebrews 10:5-9 states where Jesus spoke,"Behold I have come to do your will, O God, " He takes aways the first that He may establish the second. By that we have been sanctified through the offering of the body of Jesus Christ once for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first consist of sacrifices and offering, burnt offerings, and offering of sins (Hebrews 10:8) in order to receive HIs blessings, whereas the second is that we have been sanctified through the offering of the body of Jesus Christ once for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, His will has already been accomplished by Jesus on the cross, that all our part is just to receive and walk by HIs wisdom, the prompting of His Holy Spirit which is within us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-3835194434967499588?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/3835194434967499588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=3835194434967499588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3835194434967499588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3835194434967499588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/will-of-god.html' title='The will of God'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-5026438128750540144</id><published>2008-09-26T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T01:03:45.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hort Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Hort Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first cluster activity that I joined since its a night activity. I always skipped cluster activity caused its always in the daytime and they always go to places which are very hot. And when I mentioned that to Daddy God, He just created a night cluster activity which is like just for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hort Park is actually a place where there is many kinds of flowers and there is this tree top walk which is a long pathway across the many trees. Actually this place is kinda of romantic. There is breeze swinging by our faces as we walk up and down the bridge. If your imagination is good enough, you will realise that you seems to be walking on air overseeing the buildings and trees.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took photos on our journey up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, we went to Harbourfront hawker centre and had supper. Had a nice time fellowshipping. =) Praise God. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SN4y885gEiI/AAAAAAAABFc/qgIew0i05tw/s1600-h/DSC01127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250690238281421346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SN4y885gEiI/AAAAAAAABFc/qgIew0i05tw/s400/DSC01127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SN4y8yIXcJI/AAAAAAAABFk/6DZIsgipyKE/s1600-h/DSC01125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250690235390980242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SN4y8yIXcJI/AAAAAAAABFk/6DZIsgipyKE/s400/DSC01125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SN4y9N-gJvI/AAAAAAAABFs/8AYhfYxc53s/s1600-h/DSC01126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250690242865800946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SN4y9N-gJvI/AAAAAAAABFs/8AYhfYxc53s/s400/DSC01126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SN4y9bHJQxI/AAAAAAAABF0/a8LMQcABijo/s1600-h/DSC01128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250690246391710482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SN4y9bHJQxI/AAAAAAAABF0/a8LMQcABijo/s400/DSC01128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the girl that I thought looks like Liyan, the way she behaves also looks like her. Haha..interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SN4y9dHLrgI/AAAAAAAABF8/S6NQJyi2crE/s1600-h/DSC01132+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250690246928739842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SN4y9dHLrgI/AAAAAAAABF8/S6NQJyi2crE/s400/DSC01132+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SN433zXif8I/AAAAAAAABGE/gs60lm25cZk/s1600-h/DSC01129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250695647381848002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SN433zXif8I/AAAAAAAABGE/gs60lm25cZk/s400/DSC01129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOOrWbI1uuI/AAAAAAAABG8/ggLlJaOwUmk/s1600-h/n704037337_992008_1777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOOrWbI1uuI/AAAAAAAABG8/ggLlJaOwUmk/s400/n704037337_992008_1777.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252229992174435042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOOrWmzMYOI/AAAAAAAABHE/Juj31y9qmWE/s1600-h/n704037337_992025_8381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SOOrWmzMYOI/AAAAAAAABHE/Juj31y9qmWE/s400/n704037337_992025_8381.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252229995304870114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-5026438128750540144?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/5026438128750540144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=5026438128750540144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/5026438128750540144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/5026438128750540144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/hort-park.html' title='Hort Park'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SN4y885gEiI/AAAAAAAABFc/qgIew0i05tw/s72-c/DSC01127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-1327462442294153138</id><published>2008-09-24T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:38:08.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings that pour out</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Blessings that pour out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;This design is inspired by Window Vista. Expect a harvest of blessings that there won't be enough room to contain as you bring your tithes to your home church. For here mortal man receives, there the Lord receives. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SNozzzS_WTI/AAAAAAAABFM/MALNvCaYWhk/s1600-h/Windows+of+blessings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249565280689936690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SNozzzS_WTI/AAAAAAAABFM/MALNvCaYWhk/s400/Windows+of+blessings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-1327462442294153138?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/1327462442294153138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=1327462442294153138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1327462442294153138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1327462442294153138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/blessings-that-pour-out.html' title='Blessings that pour out'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SNozzzS_WTI/AAAAAAAABFM/MALNvCaYWhk/s72-c/Windows+of+blessings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-2068419532641940299</id><published>2008-09-23T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:55:24.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall- E</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Wall- E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching this movie, I thought that it was quite interesting. The human beings are all transported to the outer space living in a very robotic and technical world. Whereas, Earth was full of rubbish where Wall-E is supposed to do  the clean up and there is no life on Earth. The human beings there are so absorbed with computer and automatization that there do not have any human interaction. Whatever they want, they just have to speak forth and robots will come and serve them. All they do is to lie on a resting chair and look into a screen. They talk to each other using the screen and all information are screened to update them of any news. They grew real fat since everything is done for them. Its pretty scary to think that humans may really end up like that one day. In fact, we are somewhat having such behaviour already. Just think how many hours we are facing the computer at home a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that they did a good job trying to protray emotions using the robots namely Wall-E and Eve. Quite interesting. Yeah, its worth 3 1/2 star indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SNo1SFjjo-I/AAAAAAAABFU/gC7Vr2tGiEI/s1600-h/200px-WALL-Eposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249566900498965474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SNo1SFjjo-I/AAAAAAAABFU/gC7Vr2tGiEI/s400/200px-WALL-Eposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-2068419532641940299?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/2068419532641940299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=2068419532641940299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2068419532641940299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2068419532641940299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/wall-e.html' title='Wall- E'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SNo1SFjjo-I/AAAAAAAABFU/gC7Vr2tGiEI/s72-c/200px-WALL-Eposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-8834086612164006336</id><published>2008-09-22T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:16:18.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels charge  to protect you</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Angels charge to protect you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my latest bible verse design. Know that where ever you are, be it crossing the road, working with back stabbers, God has given angels to guard over you. "Lest you set you foot onto a stone" means if there is any obstacle or accident, angels will rush to protect and bring you out of trouble. Be conscious of His protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SNenvmWFbQI/AAAAAAAABFE/cd9Zsf1Fueg/s1600-h/The_Road_May_Wander_by_ElenionTolto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248848326912470274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SNenvmWFbQI/AAAAAAAABFE/cd9Zsf1Fueg/s400/The_Road_May_Wander_by_ElenionTolto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-8834086612164006336?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/8834086612164006336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=8834086612164006336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8834086612164006336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8834086612164006336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/angels-charge-to-protect-you.html' title='Angels charge  to protect you'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SNenvmWFbQI/AAAAAAAABFE/cd9Zsf1Fueg/s72-c/The_Road_May_Wander_by_ElenionTolto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-6761475954844113549</id><published>2008-09-21T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:33:14.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightlife</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Nightlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, done a survey around Clarke Quay about nightlife. I never really explore that area. But this time, I have the opportunity to walk around that area and explore. There are few interesting pubs such as one that is designed to be like a hospital called "Clinic". The concept is such that the sofas are actually like hospital beds and they drink from a drop. Wheelchairs are also there to be seated but few choose to sit in one though. If you ask me, I wont be in the least interested in going there. Why would I want to visualise myself in such an environment? Its refreshing concept but totally not my type. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then I notice there is this club with long long queue. So I got a little curious and peeked inside. And lo and behold, I saw a whole crowd of people clapping their hands above their heads in a rythem while standing. And I thought that maybe the singer must be very pretty or something. To my amazement, its a fat lady with red tube dress and fur around her neck! It began to strike me that these people are wasting their time and money away in what is not even entertaining. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Compared to our church service, where people also stand and clap. With the differences that entrance is free, and the singers are gorgeous and handsome with beautiful annointed voice, where LIFE is present, with His LOVE embracing the people there. This singing and dancing is life to our souls and spirits. It has the power to heal and to create such peace and joy that cannot be satisfied throught those clubs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually, the reason why people club is very simple. Its just their emptiness that exists in their hearts. To think that drinking can help to fill that emptiness and also the numbness that one gets when they are drunk. Or to express themselves through their dance etc.  I was once like that but now I am saved. Now, I sing and dance in an environment where there is life and life more abundantly. In an environment where joy fills my heart whenever I worship. We are all given a choice, to choose between life or death. Choose LIFE.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Having said that, there are some who just want to visit these areas just to dress up and observe people. Not to forget that some who have to entertain their clients. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-6761475954844113549?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/6761475954844113549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=6761475954844113549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/6761475954844113549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/6761475954844113549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/nightlife.html' title='Nightlife'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-3014333452792030294</id><published>2008-09-15T20:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:46:20.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stencil effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Stencil effect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SM5hfOmyblI/AAAAAAAABEM/0GeuvyoLCSw/s1600-h/Stencil+Amy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246237805057830482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SM5hfOmyblI/AAAAAAAABEM/0GeuvyoLCSw/s400/Stencil+Amy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice ma..nice ma? Hehe... Stencil effect...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-3014333452792030294?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/3014333452792030294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=3014333452792030294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3014333452792030294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3014333452792030294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/stencil-effect.html' title='Stencil effect'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SM5hfOmyblI/AAAAAAAABEM/0GeuvyoLCSw/s72-c/Stencil+Amy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-2518315246340151043</id><published>2008-09-15T20:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:01:02.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review of Olay Total Effects Shower Cream + Body Butter</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Review of Olay Total Effects Shower Cream + Body Butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed you see this ad in most places right? This product is the first product for Olay to create body wash. Well, I was actually doing a project on this product you see. Somehow I was tempted to purchase this since its like quite reasonable which is $8.10 for 532ml bottle. I do not have dry skin though, but thought that its good enough to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SM5YkUVyTdI/AAAAAAAABEE/6pCbbgzeJLs/s1600-h/20080611_181238_olaytotaleffectsmain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246227996891827666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SM5YkUVyTdI/AAAAAAAABEE/6pCbbgzeJLs/s400/20080611_181238_olaytotaleffectsmain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I bought the first one because it came in a box together with a puff so I can lather into lots and lots of bubbles with it. But ended up I don't really enjoy using the puff as it kinda of rough to my skin. I love the "buttery" smell a lot. The moment I put it onto the puff I love the smell. The second time I used it, I put directly onto my hand and I like the texture too. Its has more of cream form than liquid form but can lather into rich bubbles upon application. I love those with rich bubbles, makes me feel that I am really cleaning myself. The lather also create a kind of moisturizing effect. I wonder if its a psychological imagination, but for a moment before I wash off the bubbles, I felt that I am wrapped with water like that of the advert. A feeling that something is wrapping me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SM5YbYhym8I/AAAAAAAABD8/7Ik6NjMrlME/s1600-h/olaytotaleffectshowerange+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246227843397098434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SM5YbYhym8I/AAAAAAAABD8/7Ik6NjMrlME/s400/olaytotaleffectshowerange+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so what's the verdict after using it? Hmm... well, it did not leave a misty film of moisturizing content like what most people would imagine. They are being wash off completely! And yes, I do feel my skin more moisturized but felt such effects upon direct application on skin. And I smell GOOD...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-2518315246340151043?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/2518315246340151043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=2518315246340151043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2518315246340151043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2518315246340151043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/review-of-olay-total-effects-shower.html' title='Review of Olay Total Effects Shower Cream + Body Butter'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SM5YkUVyTdI/AAAAAAAABEE/6pCbbgzeJLs/s72-c/20080611_181238_olaytotaleffectsmain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-1127047223388057989</id><published>2008-09-14T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:01:52.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Happy Blessed Mid Autumn Festival 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;A Happy Blessed Mid Autumn Festival 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I experience more of Daddy's God love for me. Remember I mentioned that I lost my umbrella in the train? So all things work together for MY GOOD. Praise the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it had not been the lost of the umbrella, I could not have thought of buying a new umbrella. And also all along, with my previous umbrella, there are two things I really dislike. First is such that when it is wet, I cannot put directly into my bag for it will make other stuff wet. Secondly, there is this sharp edge that we have to press to close it that always hurt my finger. I really wonder why umbrellas are designed in such a manner....?!!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, on my way back from church, Mel and Angie accompanied me to buy a RED umbrella. Just as when I was thinking if it is too hot a colour.... the answer came later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, God really LOVES me. Was supposed to work as surveyor tonight. But, since it is Mid Autumn fest... I told God that I really don't feel like working. And then I called my supervisor. And volia... due to some reasons, I need not report for WORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So together with my family, we went to my aunt house to celebrate this festival. And nice home cooked food was whipped up and plus the wonderful mooncake from Orchard Hotel sponsored by Dad. And guess what, my aunt gave me a bag that have such a nice red colour. She said that she do not like the bag due to its huge size. And it happened to be RED! Which totally match my umbrella! And I am so BLESSED. All thanks to my aunt and JESUS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE ANOINTED BAG and UMBRELLA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SM0qpZMAeHI/AAAAAAAABDs/3qury_5MvaM/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245896031580747890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SM0qpZMAeHI/AAAAAAAABDs/3qury_5MvaM/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SM0qpgF2YvI/AAAAAAAABD0/SJs44KomtbU/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245896033433969394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SM0qpgF2YvI/AAAAAAAABD0/SJs44KomtbU/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How much I felt HIS LOVE for ME....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-1127047223388057989?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/1127047223388057989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=1127047223388057989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1127047223388057989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1127047223388057989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-blessed-mid-autumn-festival-2008.html' title='A Happy Blessed Mid Autumn Festival 2008'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SM0qpZMAeHI/AAAAAAAABDs/3qury_5MvaM/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-50120790662489204</id><published>2008-09-13T19:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:01:22.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Autumn with Caregroup</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Mid Autumn with Caregroup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today is the day seems like I lost a lot of things. While in the MRT, I left my umbrella at my side and dozed off. I just walked out the train without it. Good thing it was already not raining. At that moment when I realised I forgot about it, I thought to myself that maybe God wanted me to have a nicer umbrella since that while umbrella was rather old already. But then, later in the day, I lost my beloved CJ7 that was given to me by my brother! =( Really feeling very sad la cause my brother never seems to buy something for me without me asking. I thought he was really sweet to buy me that handphone chain since he said that I always ended up buying for others without having it. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;===========================&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I suddenly really enjoyed going to caregroup. Just felt so happy to be in the midst of my caregroup. Had a great time chatting with Ana at first, then got to know Vinni whom I suddenly realised looked and acted a bit like Liyan. Then while waiting for dinner time, spent time with June and the rest. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;During the caregroup, Kai Ting is sharing about the story of 1 Samuel 22, 1 Chronicles 12:1-2, 16-22 and 38 - 40. It is about these 3D (distress, in debt, discontended) who came to David while he was still a fugitive. Upon following him, not long after, they became mighty man of valour attracting many capable solders and captains to join forces to defeat the enemies. They all believe in the vision of David, which is according to the Lord.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At my heart, the question of how can it be applied to our lives burnt intensely. Then KT said that when we simply heed what Ps Benjamin's sermon, we are heeding God's word. For what come from the mouth comes from the heart, and what comes from the heart comes from God's heart. And there is this point that when these 3D men follow the vision of David, they can't go back being the same. Imagine if you have won a war, everyone plays a part in the victory and they shall go back victorious and not in defeat and distress. The same applies to my life. If I follow the vision of God, I can't help but be transformed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Video taken by Jeorm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-209231dd570d2e7f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D209231dd570d2e7f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330272107%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E51903C90C8354A85A6FF1D47C33F4F3A27771B.802ADDE89F3CC769FD826A32BE36C2657BB084D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D209231dd570d2e7f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqCrxxyqj65CLok3vdNSoQaHMU_Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D209231dd570d2e7f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330272107%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E51903C90C8354A85A6FF1D47C33F4F3A27771B.802ADDE89F3CC769FD826A32BE36C2657BB084D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D209231dd570d2e7f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqCrxxyqj65CLok3vdNSoQaHMU_Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Random shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMupu2INjKI/AAAAAAAABDM/tKn4oIWrn8A/s1600-h/DSC01111+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245472813272108194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMupu2INjKI/AAAAAAAABDM/tKn4oIWrn8A/s400/DSC01111+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Edmund not supposed to look to the screen one. But tis pic ended up quite funny with his expression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMupuw9nM9I/AAAAAAAABDU/5GrMNDZUkH8/s1600-h/DSC01112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245472811885474770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMupuw9nM9I/AAAAAAAABDU/5GrMNDZUkH8/s400/DSC01112.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Green tea, Tiramisu and some others which I don't know the name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMupvTQAo6I/AAAAAAAABDc/XJv4vPrVciA/s1600-h/DSC01110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245472821089444770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMupvTQAo6I/AAAAAAAABDc/XJv4vPrVciA/s400/DSC01110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The joy of eating mooncakes with friends is awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-50120790662489204?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=209231dd570d2e7f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/50120790662489204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=50120790662489204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/50120790662489204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/50120790662489204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/mid-autumn-with-caregroup.html' title='Mid Autumn with Caregroup'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMupu2INjKI/AAAAAAAABDM/tKn4oIWrn8A/s72-c/DSC01111+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-5655144053487585971</id><published>2008-09-10T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:33:08.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiona Xie</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Fiona Xie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All along, it never crossed my mind that Fiona Xie had plastic surgery. I always thought that she looked really beautiful naturally. Until recently, I heard that Felicia Chin actually went for surgery therefore decide to look through Fiona Xie and found that she too had surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMfaGzRDutI/AAAAAAAABC8/0uRBzBaecxA/s1600-h/fionaxie3sc7bi5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244400101472058066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMfaGzRDutI/AAAAAAAABC8/0uRBzBaecxA/s400/fionaxie3sc7bi5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMfaHCuHTJI/AAAAAAAABDE/RNH265iIQDE/s1600-h/469ba76da4461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244400105620458642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMfaHCuHTJI/AAAAAAAABDE/RNH265iIQDE/s400/469ba76da4461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-5655144053487585971?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/5655144053487585971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=5655144053487585971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/5655144053487585971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/5655144053487585971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/fiona-xie.html' title='Fiona Xie'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMfaGzRDutI/AAAAAAAABC8/0uRBzBaecxA/s72-c/fionaxie3sc7bi5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-8580277459451985277</id><published>2008-09-10T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:16:36.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new korean student</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;My new korean student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have a new Primary 1 Korean student. I really believe this student is delivered to me by Daddy God. At first when I know that he is a Korean, I just accepted it because it did not really register into my mind that he is a Korean. I just felt a peace that tells me I can accept this student. I have learnt to follow the presence or the absence of peace to make certain decisions. Thats the best way for God to lead me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On my way to the student's home, it suddenly striked me that I might have a hard time teaching him since he is a korean. How am I going to explain to him certain things? I certainly  do not know Korean to translate the meaning to him. Thoughts that if I am not able to teach him, I might as well give up this student. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, God is really great. To my surprise, this student is really smart. He practically knows everything under the Pri 1 book! He did lots and lots of exercises before I even come. Its just some sentence structure that I need to teach him. Things like verbs, nouns and adjectives. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somehow I felt that kids nowadays are so much smarter. I do not know if because he is a foreigner therefore have such urge and thirst for knowledge or is it because kids nowadays are really becoming smarter and smarter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just want to thank Jesus for this student and let everything that I do be fruitful. Amen.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-8580277459451985277?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/8580277459451985277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=8580277459451985277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8580277459451985277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8580277459451985277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-new-korean-student.html' title='My new korean student'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-3153419436334789516</id><published>2008-09-08T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T00:31:23.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another edited image....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Another edited image.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMQBnAq-ANI/AAAAAAAABCs/g2rXMMbAa10/s1600-h/me+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243317635872850130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMQBnAq-ANI/AAAAAAAABCs/g2rXMMbAa10/s400/me+.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMQBndRjVRI/AAAAAAAABC0/YbYf33_cMRQ/s1600-h/brighten+cartoon+effect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243317643550872850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMQBndRjVRI/AAAAAAAABC0/YbYf33_cMRQ/s400/brighten+cartoon+effect.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-3153419436334789516?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/3153419436334789516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=3153419436334789516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3153419436334789516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3153419436334789516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-edited-image.html' title='Another edited image....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMQBnAq-ANI/AAAAAAAABCs/g2rXMMbAa10/s72-c/me+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-3508627978915600933</id><published>2008-09-07T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:31:21.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chor In's Pre Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Chor In's Pre Farewell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Chor In's condo for BBQ to bid farewell to Chor In. Don't know what's wrong with me. Somehow just don't feel like talking other than with Mel, Vanessa and Huey. Just don't really feel right that day. Wonder is it because I missed church and missed the word that gives life. Or is it I know I still need to finish an executive report and not in the mood to chat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246975883541065810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SNEAxDOBsFI/AAAAAAAABEU/864TnxXbDc0/s400/n518707195_939770_4480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After the BBQ, they wanted to go for clubbing. So I choose to go home ALONE. Yet, the Lord is with me and He just guide me back in the midst of the DARKNESS and got to the MRT! Its quite lonely to walk back alone with all the rest going to have fun. Yet, there is this peace that makes me feel I made the right choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-3508627978915600933?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/3508627978915600933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=3508627978915600933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3508627978915600933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3508627978915600933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/chor-ins-pre-farewell.html' title='Chor In&apos;s Pre Farewell'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SNEAxDOBsFI/AAAAAAAABEU/864TnxXbDc0/s72-c/n518707195_939770_4480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-4718820532250742670</id><published>2008-09-07T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T23:52:44.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expression</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Expression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, recently I have not been able to express myself in writings. Maybe because I felt that by speaking to the Lord, I felt less need to express myself. Moreover, some expression of thoughts and feelings are hard to be protrayed to people. Either that, or I do not really know how to protray my thoughts and feelings. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although most of the time I felt that I express quite clearly of my likes and dislikes, yet there are times, I do not really know how to express. I somehow have this feeling that nothing happens even though I express or just do not find the need to express myself. Either that, people might not understand how I feel. Sometimes I wonder, the older we get, the harder it is to express our thoughts to others. Our thoughts got more complex, the level of understanding and maturity have to be high in order to understand my thoughts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which also makes me feel that our trust should not be in man (referring to human beings). For man fails, while if I put my trust on the Lord, He never fails. Yet, there are times I need a audible voice to speak to me. For there are times when you just want someone to listen to you and to give you a reply that will just soothe your heart and soul. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yet again, I find this is getting harder. For its really difficult to find someone who will really willing to listen wholeheartedly to you. Though I am blessed with several people who are able to do so. Sometimes, its just the desire they have to listen to you that soothes your heart and soul.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-4718820532250742670?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/4718820532250742670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=4718820532250742670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4718820532250742670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4718820532250742670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/expression.html' title='Expression'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-4381322052971627202</id><published>2008-09-06T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T00:26:36.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work as a surveyor</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Work as a surveyor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a assignment at Kampong Glam and Geylang Serai recently due to the Hari Raya festival. Firstly, I felt that I am blessed to have this assignment. Always felt that there are things to learn in everything that I do. This time, having to interview the Malays who are there and to observe them, makes me realise a few things. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be able to be in such close contact with them and interview them makes me realise few things. Sometimes, I really felt blessed to be able to be given the chance for studies and to be where I am and doing what I am doing. Because, there are really some people who do not have the opportunity to study or the culture and norms are such they live a defeated life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It just got me thinking what is really living. The way I see them, its not that it is wrong. Its  just sets me thinking. Why is it that they are able to gather in such a hot, stuffy, place and gather together for so long doing nothing but staring at each other or chit chatting. Is it really the way they live their life? It is really really packed up to the extent that there are endless people streaming and the seats are constantly occupied. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just felt that soooooooooo many souls are lost like that. Lost because they are more capable than to do the things they are doing. Imagine how much they can contribute to the govenment, families and themselves if they are able to tap into their potential. Easily thousands and thousands of people are idling around. And its seems that is their only entertainment place. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The worst part is since this is their culture, and birds of the same feather flock together, than everyone will have the same lifestyle. They have no aim in live, lost their interest of things, struggling just to survive. So living only means having money to eat, have babies, do chores? Its like, life is wasted. Not being able to do the things you like, losing the ability to have an opinion of certain things and conforming to the way people do, letting others control your life- losing the meaning of LIFE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In comparision, this makes me feel so blessed, I  just somehow wonder, has God placed me there to create a change? To do something that will renew the minds of these people? They are like... lost sheep, sheep without a  Shepherd. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-4381322052971627202?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/4381322052971627202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=4381322052971627202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4381322052971627202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4381322052971627202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/work-as-surveyor.html' title='Work as a surveyor'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-126773440061179546</id><published>2008-09-05T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:05:43.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entre presentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Entre presentation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I supposed this will be my last school presentation until a long time after. Did not managed to take much photos though. Only managed to take one with my dear Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMur-DhiA4I/AAAAAAAABDk/8X6JWGtKVNM/s1600-h/DSC01108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245475273589261186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMur-DhiA4I/AAAAAAAABDk/8X6JWGtKVNM/s400/DSC01108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-126773440061179546?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/126773440061179546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=126773440061179546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/126773440061179546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/126773440061179546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/09/entre-presentation.html' title='Entre presentation'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SMur-DhiA4I/AAAAAAAABDk/8X6JWGtKVNM/s72-c/DSC01108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-8516735384102915851</id><published>2008-08-31T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T02:31:37.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing Effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Drawing Effect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Haha.. new effect that I have learnt... This is my current favourite Han Ye Seul from Couple or Trouble, Korean drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SLmRirLtdsI/AAAAAAAABCc/oNm6W8K9Emg/s1600-h/1_167570069l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240379666315704002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SLmRirLtdsI/AAAAAAAABCc/oNm6W8K9Emg/s400/1_167570069l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tada... After&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SLmRiuvOn9I/AAAAAAAABCk/eCiADhRZlQI/s1600-h/1_167570069l+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240379667269984210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SLmRiuvOn9I/AAAAAAAABCk/eCiADhRZlQI/s400/1_167570069l+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Nice? Nice? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-8516735384102915851?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/8516735384102915851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=8516735384102915851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8516735384102915851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8516735384102915851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/08/drawing-effect.html' title='Drawing Effect'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SLmRirLtdsI/AAAAAAAABCc/oNm6W8K9Emg/s72-c/1_167570069l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-3931402043735110032</id><published>2008-08-21T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T01:24:05.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pauline's Bdae</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Pauline's Bdae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its Pauline's Bdae... we headed to one of the Korean eatery and before everyone settle downs,  took a picture with my dearest June. This board was taken after Arrow finishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxQZNIQnUI/AAAAAAAABA0/EYUH0DPgcyw/s1600-h/n729502744_796534_404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236648860676300098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxQZNIQnUI/AAAAAAAABA0/EYUH0DPgcyw/s400/n729502744_796534_404.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us taking a picture in the midst of our meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxQZci6HKI/AAAAAAAABA8/0qoEQsaE2NI/s1600-h/as.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236648864814603426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxQZci6HKI/AAAAAAAABA8/0qoEQsaE2NI/s400/as.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our bdae girl- Pauline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxQZe38UzI/AAAAAAAABBE/TqeBqgXQGLU/s1600-h/n607270126_1250751_2847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236648865439699762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxQZe38UzI/AAAAAAAABBE/TqeBqgXQGLU/s400/n607270126_1250751_2847.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With her present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxQZkZZOuI/AAAAAAAABBM/-Cpelw_9UnE/s1600-h/n607270126_1250757_4917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236648866922183394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxQZkZZOuI/AAAAAAAABBM/-Cpelw_9UnE/s400/n607270126_1250757_4917.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guys.... and growing numbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxQaOS3tpI/AAAAAAAABBU/qGkBeo3pVo4/s1600-h/n607270126_1250765_7705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236648878169110162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxQaOS3tpI/AAAAAAAABBU/qGkBeo3pVo4/s400/n607270126_1250765_7705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Us again... with the board that says:" The Lord your God has CHOSEN you to be His own special treasure" And is now hanging in my room. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxRAb_OmNI/AAAAAAAABBc/DwkT5Vk8xrE/s1600-h/n607270126_1250745_897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236649534679849170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxRAb_OmNI/AAAAAAAABBc/DwkT5Vk8xrE/s400/n607270126_1250745_897.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spot the difference... Added Mic... Minus me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxRAUbzlBI/AAAAAAAABBk/QaBF_0IYf1U/s1600-h/n607270126_1250746_1208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236649532652229650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxRAUbzlBI/AAAAAAAABBk/QaBF_0IYf1U/s400/n607270126_1250746_1208.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that we went to somewhere to gather. Cam whoring with Mic again while waiting for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxRAq_OoDI/AAAAAAAABBs/opXu8YQIDaw/s1600-h/sda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236649538706382898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxRAq_OoDI/AAAAAAAABBs/opXu8YQIDaw/s400/sda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxRArADhxI/AAAAAAAABB0/eb17VPmhhAQ/s1600-h/dsa+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236649538709849874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxRArADhxI/AAAAAAAABB0/eb17VPmhhAQ/s400/dsa+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxRA-xmkWI/AAAAAAAABB8/R7JfLUTZZaE/s1600-h/dasd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236649544017940834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxRA-xmkWI/AAAAAAAABB8/R7JfLUTZZaE/s400/dasd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxRa_McgZI/AAAAAAAABCE/P0jAKUMwxvc/s1600-h/dfs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236649990807126418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxRa_McgZI/AAAAAAAABCE/P0jAKUMwxvc/s400/dfs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxRbXiNvYI/AAAAAAAABCM/HXXHLYRDt3I/s1600-h/GetAttachment8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236649997340884354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxRbXiNvYI/AAAAAAAABCM/HXXHLYRDt3I/s400/GetAttachment8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxRbh0kDOI/AAAAAAAABCU/Ht7QnYGStII/s1600-h/dasda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236650000102198498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxRbh0kDOI/AAAAAAAABCU/Ht7QnYGStII/s400/dasda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though a happy event. Yet some how the thought that I have to leave this  caregroup within few months makes me feel sad. Its like when we leave the caregroup, the rest will expect you to be with the young working adults caregroup. And somehow I can't help but feel that if I am too close with my current caregroup, won't the departure be more unbearable for me in the future? Haiz... Abba, lead me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-3931402043735110032?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/3931402043735110032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=3931402043735110032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3931402043735110032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3931402043735110032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/08/paulines-bdae.html' title='Pauline&apos;s Bdae'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SKxQZNIQnUI/AAAAAAAABA0/EYUH0DPgcyw/s72-c/n729502744_796534_404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-6867377293314567730</id><published>2008-08-06T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T20:19:41.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>City Square Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;City Square Trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really great day at Malaysia City Square with my SIM friends. Its actually quite easy to get there, just take 170 from Kranji MRT Station across the bridge and after the customs and stuff, tada... we are there! Whole journey less than an hour. Its not that bad as I had imagined actually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went MacDonalds for breakfast, and had....chicken porridge. It is very tasty, I wonder if its due to the chicken they use. (Malaysia's chicken somehow tasted better) That and large orange juice only cost RM8 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw1F9bQn_I/AAAAAAAAA-0/viF3Momfls4/s1600-h/CIMG7310+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232115243602190322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw1F9bQn_I/AAAAAAAAA-0/viF3Momfls4/s400/CIMG7310+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Then we went to Kenny Rogers and had this 1/4 chicken with a selection of 3 side dishes. Interesting combination to choose from for only around RM20 per pax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw1GIUOYUI/AAAAAAAAA-8/vBthi7qNU6s/s1600-h/CIMG7313+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232115246525473090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw1GIUOYUI/AAAAAAAAA-8/vBthi7qNU6s/s400/CIMG7313+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw1Gnz9XDI/AAAAAAAAA_U/ni9zU3HD_R4/s1600-h/CIMG7314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232115254980074546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw1Gnz9XDI/AAAAAAAAA_U/ni9zU3HD_R4/s400/CIMG7314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And my favourite ice cream that I have been yearning for! Its similar to the one that just opened along city link. Only that its much cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw1GS4z3uI/AAAAAAAAA_E/0cLrI951Njs/s1600-h/DSC01076+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232115249363279586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw1GS4z3uI/AAAAAAAAA_E/0cLrI951Njs/s400/DSC01076+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw1GfE1q3I/AAAAAAAAA_M/Voc-cW_tULU/s1600-h/DSC01077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232115252634954610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw1GfE1q3I/AAAAAAAAA_M/Voc-cW_tULU/s400/DSC01077.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are at Marry Brown. Its similar to our KFC. The chicken supposed to taste exceptionally nice but it was quite disappointing this time cause it tasted similar to Singapore's fried chicken. Here Melissa and Melissa (yes, there are 2 Mel) spotting a new hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw3Jk7mlhI/AAAAAAAAA_c/fqDnj4EhzQ4/s1600-h/CIMG7338+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232117504769693202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw3Jk7mlhI/AAAAAAAAA_c/fqDnj4EhzQ4/s400/CIMG7338+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sabrina and Syed looking real happy. Okay, they are happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw3J8wqh2I/AAAAAAAAA_k/gLxzzs5FJ2o/s1600-h/CIMG7350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232117511166265186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw3J8wqh2I/AAAAAAAAA_k/gLxzzs5FJ2o/s400/CIMG7350.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One look and the locals there will know we are tourists. Fancy taking a pic at their telephone booth. But, hey, you don't get to see this in Singapore, so why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw3KEsL09I/AAAAAAAAA_s/ndyZoH5FCYg/s1600-h/DSC01074+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232117513294959570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw3KEsL09I/AAAAAAAAA_s/ndyZoH5FCYg/s400/DSC01074+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw3KRPRclI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Iiy9yZZbj-w/s1600-h/DSC01075+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232117516663353938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw3KRPRclI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Iiy9yZZbj-w/s400/DSC01075+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My goodness, I wonder how they get out. Do they have to wait till the other motorist come and take their bikes before they can move out? You should see the long, long, long and neverending motorists along the causeway. Its really damn long. I felt half of their life is spent in the jam. Its so sad. Imagine cannot read books and cannot do anything else in the jam! I think I will go insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw3KoGAjII/AAAAAAAAA_8/PRKeVwBGF2c/s1600-h/CIMG7377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232117522798513282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw3KoGAjII/AAAAAAAAA_8/PRKeVwBGF2c/s400/CIMG7377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Any, God did bless this trip even from the beginning. I asked Him to clear any jam the night before. And amazingly, there really was not any jam in the morning that even the radio reported about the strange phenomena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-6867377293314567730?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/6867377293314567730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=6867377293314567730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/6867377293314567730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/6867377293314567730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/08/city-square-trip.html' title='City Square Trip'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJw1F9bQn_I/AAAAAAAAA-0/viF3Momfls4/s72-c/CIMG7310+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-8815351378137707439</id><published>2008-08-05T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T19:25:12.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Minds Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;At Minds Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wohoo... I went with my Production team to Minds Cafe. Wow...its been soooooooo long since I last been there can! We played few games one which is Taboo, then some game that have animals and we are supposed to make some sound can it goes like SNAP like that, and lastly CASH &amp;amp; GUNS. Oh ya, we came on Tuesday, so for ladies, its FREE for board games!!! The food there is not bad surprisingly, though also not that fantastic. I kinda of like the Al Funghi Pasta but the chicken cutlet seems more delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJwr_JpvPbI/AAAAAAAAA-M/5PCfRdYfuDs/s1600-h/DSC01067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232105231020408242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJwr_JpvPbI/AAAAAAAAA-M/5PCfRdYfuDs/s400/DSC01067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJwr_RDrRNI/AAAAAAAAA-U/ZbRDT2pQpLQ/s1600-h/DSC01068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232105233008248018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJwr_RDrRNI/AAAAAAAAA-U/ZbRDT2pQpLQ/s400/DSC01068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJwr_osVoUI/AAAAAAAAA-c/tQITXgB7bIQ/s1600-h/DSC01069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232105239352811842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJwr_osVoUI/AAAAAAAAA-c/tQITXgB7bIQ/s400/DSC01069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is CASH &amp;amp; GUNS, its so fun la... cause we got the props of guns etc. But its kinda of unbearable to play cause I can't bear to aim at my beloved friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJwr_lmMhNI/AAAAAAAAA-k/De43T1RdiXA/s1600-h/DSC01071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232105238521742546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJwr_lmMhNI/AAAAAAAAA-k/De43T1RdiXA/s400/DSC01071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-8815351378137707439?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/8815351378137707439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=8815351378137707439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8815351378137707439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8815351378137707439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/08/at-minds-cafe.html' title='At Minds Cafe'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJwr_JpvPbI/AAAAAAAAA-M/5PCfRdYfuDs/s72-c/DSC01067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-1744733637275040630</id><published>2008-08-03T19:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T19:50:59.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new hair cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;My new hair cut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... a new style. Looks ok here cause Kelvin helped me style. Its kinda of hard to get back the same result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJwy0UWPqxI/AAAAAAAAA-s/jMLejhX7fSM/s1600-h/DSC01058+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232112741494270738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJwy0UWPqxI/AAAAAAAAA-s/jMLejhX7fSM/s400/DSC01058+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-1744733637275040630?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/1744733637275040630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=1744733637275040630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1744733637275040630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1744733637275040630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-new-hair-cut.html' title='My new hair cut'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJwy0UWPqxI/AAAAAAAAA-s/jMLejhX7fSM/s72-c/DSC01058+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-1000666931428833543</id><published>2008-08-02T23:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:29:38.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanessa's  22nd Bdae- Occupation Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Vanessa's 22nd Bdae- Occupation Party &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT-bjKR80I/AAAAAAAAA9c/qMmeWGrlqFk/s1600-h/DSC02877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230084816532271938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT-bjKR80I/AAAAAAAAA9c/qMmeWGrlqFk/s400/DSC02877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our Vanessa's birthday and we are to wear in uniform to represent different occupations. I shall let the pictures tell the story for this interesting night. And yes, my occupation is student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJxJ8yrrJCI/AAAAAAAABAs/wGTNnJSCNKM/s1600-h/DSC03622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232138175843607586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJxJ8yrrJCI/AAAAAAAABAs/wGTNnJSCNKM/s400/DSC03622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT7boN7cYI/AAAAAAAAA8M/R3vGdet-N8s/s1600-h/DSC01045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230081519354868098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT7boN7cYI/AAAAAAAAA8M/R3vGdet-N8s/s400/DSC01045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT7bqu8XaI/AAAAAAAAA8U/rb3CW8FPnTA/s1600-h/DSC01049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230081520030211490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT7bqu8XaI/AAAAAAAAA8U/rb3CW8FPnTA/s400/DSC01049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT7b2npLrI/AAAAAAAAA8c/F6jHR7Mjm3A/s1600-h/DSC01055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230081523220819634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT7b2npLrI/AAAAAAAAA8c/F6jHR7Mjm3A/s400/DSC01055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT7ceHX7uI/AAAAAAAAA8k/ShHrDm82WYw/s1600-h/DSC01053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230081533822889698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT7ceHX7uI/AAAAAAAAA8k/ShHrDm82WYw/s400/DSC01053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT7cgDdm-I/AAAAAAAAA8s/16DAEqN3Brc/s1600-h/DSC02846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230081534343355362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT7cgDdm-I/AAAAAAAAA8s/16DAEqN3Brc/s400/DSC02846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT9IhPujlI/AAAAAAAAA80/387QKaki6Mw/s1600-h/DSC02854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230083390089104978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT9IhPujlI/AAAAAAAAA80/387QKaki6Mw/s400/DSC02854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT9IwqH-pI/AAAAAAAAA88/C19AYV6YLCE/s1600-h/DSC02851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230083394226354834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT9IwqH-pI/AAAAAAAAA88/C19AYV6YLCE/s400/DSC02851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT9JdL6V9I/AAAAAAAAA9E/ONUTDaaQ8eQ/s1600-h/DSC02859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230083406179227602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT9JdL6V9I/AAAAAAAAA9E/ONUTDaaQ8eQ/s400/DSC02859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT9JwLQcrI/AAAAAAAAA9M/E0sa-2KoIcA/s1600-h/DSC02869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230083411276755634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT9JwLQcrI/AAAAAAAAA9M/E0sa-2KoIcA/s400/DSC02869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT9KQFE3cI/AAAAAAAAA9U/dydeMXEQ-V8/s1600-h/DSC02897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230083419840765378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT9KQFE3cI/AAAAAAAAA9U/dydeMXEQ-V8/s400/DSC02897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT-bxIBxqI/AAAAAAAAA9k/FO_lmbRT1rU/s1600-h/DSC02899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230084820280919714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT-bxIBxqI/AAAAAAAAA9k/FO_lmbRT1rU/s400/DSC02899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT-cCn8fKI/AAAAAAAAA9s/V7PImsHfPCg/s1600-h/DSC02913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230084824978193570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT-cCn8fKI/AAAAAAAAA9s/V7PImsHfPCg/s400/DSC02913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJxD3JuFIuI/AAAAAAAABAE/3itHYejOXNI/s1600-h/DSC02379+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232131481878733538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJxD3JuFIuI/AAAAAAAABAE/3itHYejOXNI/s400/DSC02379+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJxD3RCvQAI/AAAAAAAABAM/GzlNkSOX4VY/s1600-h/DSC02394+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232131483844427778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJxD3RCvQAI/AAAAAAAABAM/GzlNkSOX4VY/s400/DSC02394+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJxD3lVkrnI/AAAAAAAABAU/PlawEro0soY/s1600-h/DSC02396+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232131489292136050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJxD3lVkrnI/AAAAAAAABAU/PlawEro0soY/s400/DSC02396+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJxD32g1RcI/AAAAAAAABAc/Nvz4R4rmxPg/s1600-h/DSC02399+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232131493902763458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJxD32g1RcI/AAAAAAAABAc/Nvz4R4rmxPg/s400/DSC02399+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJxD4A_xxUI/AAAAAAAABAk/dOUBPqTePNg/s1600-h/DSC02395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232131496716911938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJxD4A_xxUI/AAAAAAAABAk/dOUBPqTePNg/s400/DSC02395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-1000666931428833543?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/1000666931428833543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=1000666931428833543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1000666931428833543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1000666931428833543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/08/vanessas-22nd-bdae-occupation-party.html' title='Vanessa&apos;s  22nd Bdae- Occupation Party'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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://bp1.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SJT-bjKR80I/AAAAAAAAA9c/qMmeWGrlqFk/s72-c/DSC02877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-8499616022746863388</id><published>2008-07-28T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T00:05:47.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time teaching Art to Fuchun Primary School</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;First time teaching Art to Fuchun Primary School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I was going to teach Pri 5 at Fuchun Primary School representing Art Outreach, I was so excited and abit worried at the same time. I am worried that the kids will totally ignore me or yawn or be rude or not interested  in what I am teaching. I was also worried that I have to teach for an hour when my usual presentation experience was only 20 mins maximum. Its my first volunteer job that I enjoy. Its located near Marsiling. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After watching Yoshie teach for the first lesson, the next lesson was me teaching 5F. I remembered before entering the class, I was praying that the children will be the class that I wanted- responsive, active, engaging and listens to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I first entered the class, I was feeling abit scared as I took out the artworks and place it in front of the class. I can sense my hands shivering a bit. I was going to teach about public sculptures. Then, I just felt the anointing was upon me the moment I opened my mouth. All nervousness disappeared and I just love the flow. I love the way the kids respond enthusiasically and hands are raised all over the class. Its quite different from speaking to a class of adults. If there is one hand that is raised, I am considered lucky. When I see the kids being so responsive, it just draw me to want to tell them more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love the expressions on their faces when they seemed so engross in what I am saying. I love it when they respond to my every questions. They just seemed to draw from me. I love to express myself totally with big actions and many expressions and seeing them being totally interested. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its so funny to see kids raising their hands and then standing up to give an answer. Like its been ages since I last saw such a senario. I saw few students who are either monitor or prefects contributing answers. No wonder they are chosen for such positions. Its hard not to notice them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fun as it is, its HOT to teach in a classroom setting with fans blowing the students but not in the teacher's area. I keep perspiring like anything else. And man, when I finished the class, my throat was burning! Yes, I can literally sense my throat burning from thirst. I believe its the first time of my life raising my voice for so long. And I felt so drained out for almost the whole day which makes me wonder how teachers survive. It really takes a lot of energy to teach a class.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still, I totally enjoyed the volunteer session and would like to try out next time round. For those interested in volunteering too, come on! No art experience is needed, as long as you speak English and do not have stage fright, come and volunteer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And praise the Lord for He has delivered me from an akward situation making me enjoy the lesson totally. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-8499616022746863388?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/8499616022746863388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=8499616022746863388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8499616022746863388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/8499616022746863388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-time-teaching-art-to-fuchun.html' title='First time teaching Art to Fuchun Primary School'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-7412744895346429597</id><published>2008-07-26T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:44:51.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meal with family</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Meal with family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle came back from overseas so we have a meal together as a family at Jumbo Seafood Center. After which we went to Four Seasons of Durian Cafe at Joo Chiat Road, hope I remember correct and of course to buy durians. Then we headed to watch The Dark Knight. Had a fun day all thanks to my Uncle and Aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyVTGflrwI/AAAAAAAAA68/ggoiCepiHNI/s1600-h/DSC01032+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227717422863462146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyVTGflrwI/AAAAAAAAA68/ggoiCepiHNI/s400/DSC01032+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyVTsQBM3I/AAAAAAAAA7E/Z8U8zY4SG6w/s1600-h/DSC01033+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227717432998703986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyVTsQBM3I/AAAAAAAAA7E/Z8U8zY4SG6w/s400/DSC01033+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Actually I wanted to have fried ban tou cause my caregroup friends in school said that it tastes terrific with the chilli crab. So along the way, I told  Father God that I wanted to have that as well. Then it turned out that there were steamed buns. Then I said that I wanted fried ones and my wonderful uncle really order fried ones. But the best thing was at the end, the fried bun was not included in the bill! Well, at that moment I really felt that it was a gift from my Heavenly Father. Anyway, the buns was still included in the bill anyway. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyVT12b6MI/AAAAAAAAA7M/LxbvjMTPpiI/s1600-h/DSC01028+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227717435575756994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyVT12b6MI/AAAAAAAAA7M/LxbvjMTPpiI/s400/DSC01028+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyVUGEVb_I/AAAAAAAAA7U/59xeB9oRCCY/s1600-h/DSC01030+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227717439929020402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyVUGEVb_I/AAAAAAAAA7U/59xeB9oRCCY/s400/DSC01030+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyVUq2ctuI/AAAAAAAAA7c/YV1yKUrhlTs/s1600-h/DSC01029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227717449802888930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyVUq2ctuI/AAAAAAAAA7c/YV1yKUrhlTs/s400/DSC01029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I felt so loved cause I not only get to see people eat such yummies while working for Singapore Food Festival, I get to eat better quality food! Praise the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-7412744895346429597?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/7412744895346429597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=7412744895346429597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/7412744895346429597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/7412744895346429597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/07/meal-with-family.html' title='Meal with family'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyVTGflrwI/AAAAAAAAA68/ggoiCepiHNI/s72-c/DSC01032+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-932504531741440829</id><published>2008-07-26T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:04:30.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SFF - Sentosa BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;SFF - Sentosa BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Wow, I simply love this place. How I wish to be one of the guest and be seated by one of the lovely, relaxing dining table. Well, I only need to interview few people only anyway, the rest of the time is like enjoying the performance and chit chatting. So its not that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I do not have the luxury to eat the food unlike at Ulu Ulu rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyZcmXMiII/AAAAAAAAA7k/h3_Hv2Wp2Qg/s1600-h/DSC01034+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227721984083527810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyZcmXMiII/AAAAAAAAA7k/h3_Hv2Wp2Qg/s400/DSC01034+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyZc1-mnTI/AAAAAAAAA7s/7OPuZkm2VWQ/s1600-h/DSC01036+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227721988275346738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyZc1-mnTI/AAAAAAAAA7s/7OPuZkm2VWQ/s400/DSC01036+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can see performance! These girls are from Mongolia and they can really bend. Too bad I did not manage to catch them in their best positions. Also its blurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyZdAFMtmI/AAAAAAAAA70/qLwSuvhuUmA/s1600-h/DSC01039+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227721990987363938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyZdAFMtmI/AAAAAAAAA70/qLwSuvhuUmA/s400/DSC01039+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This man blowed fire can! He also put the fire into his mouth. Yes, I seen this trick before but its usually on tv. So I am still amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyZdZp8D5I/AAAAAAAAA78/Z4sCtbtCSBo/s1600-h/DSC01040+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227721997852348306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyZdZp8D5I/AAAAAAAAA78/Z4sCtbtCSBo/s400/DSC01040+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Only managed to take a photo with Sonny .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyZdnVWfeI/AAAAAAAAA8E/MP2tzZ0SoKk/s1600-h/DSC01042+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227722001524096482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyZdnVWfeI/AAAAAAAAA8E/MP2tzZ0SoKk/s400/DSC01042+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, God is good. He placed me in such a wonderful place to enjoy the breeze, the sea waves, the music, the performance and the accompany. I told Him that it would be great if I can walk down the beach and listen to the waves and sit by the sand perhaps next time?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yes, He is a God of abundance. No need next time, He just caused all of them to want to sit by the beach and relax. Thus we all sat by the beach and started chatting while Sonny boy sang us some songs. So there I am, supposingly to be working, yet relaxing and breathing in the smell of the beach, feeling the wind against my face and listening to the music of the waves and eating delicious chips. And Yes, I did enjoyed myself. Thank You Jesus. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-932504531741440829?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/932504531741440829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=932504531741440829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/932504531741440829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/932504531741440829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/07/sff-sentosa-bbq.html' title='SFF - Sentosa BBQ'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyZcmXMiII/AAAAAAAAA7k/h3_Hv2Wp2Qg/s72-c/DSC01034+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-4691860149745907049</id><published>2008-07-19T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:29:11.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SFF 08 at Night Safari</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;SFF 08 at Night Safari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked as a surveyor for an event called "Ulu Ulu Family Lunch" at Night Safari. Well, entry is S$40 if you are a visitor and since I worked there, yes, I entered for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few hours time, all my target audience is covered and we began feasting on the wonderful dishes. There are Wei Wei, Sonny, Jennifer, Nichole, Scott and Jia Wei. Well, its more to a makan session than working and the people there are friendly and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Below are two performers which is really something you don't get to see often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyS4UWQyNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/F-90M1vvOmo/s1600-h/DSC01021+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227714763702716626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyS4UWQyNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/F-90M1vvOmo/s400/DSC01021+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone playing some of the traditional games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyS44y4TOI/AAAAAAAAA6c/9Rs-BkluV6s/s1600-h/DSC01019+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227714773486423266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyS44y4TOI/AAAAAAAAA6c/9Rs-BkluV6s/s400/DSC01019+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyS5Nw9E9I/AAAAAAAAA6k/sxcAl-3Jz9w/s1600-h/DSC01020+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227714779115492306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyS5Nw9E9I/AAAAAAAAA6k/sxcAl-3Jz9w/s400/DSC01020+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this miniture nonya kuehs.. I love them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyS5YxZVUI/AAAAAAAAA6s/ga7jxzySeFU/s1600-h/DSC01022+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227714782070134082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyS5YxZVUI/AAAAAAAAA6s/ga7jxzySeFU/s400/DSC01022+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyS5kUAPII/AAAAAAAAA60/48y5fgpLU2Y/s1600-h/DSC01023+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227714785168080002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyS5kUAPII/AAAAAAAAA60/48y5fgpLU2Y/s400/DSC01023+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well, thank you Father God for I enjoyed myself though I am supposed to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-4691860149745907049?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/4691860149745907049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=4691860149745907049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4691860149745907049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4691860149745907049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/07/sff-08-at-night-safari.html' title='SFF 08 at Night Safari'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIyS4UWQyNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/F-90M1vvOmo/s72-c/DSC01021+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-3434519548548322258</id><published>2008-07-19T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T01:42:41.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True love vs Superficial Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;True love vs Superficial Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right for those who read my blog regularly knows one thing. I disappear from blogging world for a while. Needless to day, its cause my school reopen. Thus more burdens and concerns than to blog. Well, this time I am going to blog on the difference between true love and superficial love. Its from the sermon that was preached on a Saturday by Pastor Benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIDOYMqc_II/AAAAAAAAA6E/RFapbsYUHZ4/s1600-h/LOVE+vs+Superficial+LOVE+-5+july+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224402482861243522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIDOYMqc_II/AAAAAAAAA6E/RFapbsYUHZ4/s400/LOVE+vs+Superficial+LOVE+-5+july+08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now is this is the biggest question many people are wondering at the back of their mind. What is love? How do I know that this is love? Does he/she really love me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To this questions, now let's compare what is true love and superficial love . True love is&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;patient&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;while  superficial love is &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;instant desire towards someone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; What this means is if the other party is willing to wait for you until you are ready to be in a relationship, while being friends at the meanwhile, this is true love. Be it few months and even years, there is no hurry. The person takes time to observe you for he or she knows that you are going to be his or her so called "the one". Of course, you might say "huh! so long?", well then ask yourself, why hurry in the first place? Is it because you know the relationship won't last and might as well not waste this time sooner so that you can faster find your "the one" next time?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, dear ladies, for your information, always be alert when guys want to rush into things for more often then not, it is lust and not love. They themselves may know or may not even know it for they do not know what is love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Therefore, superficial love is just a quick desire to get together. Just ask yourself, if the person really is interested in you, why is he or she not willing to even wait for you to be ready? For if he or she is really serious about you, you have all the time of the life together. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, true love is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;respectful,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;giving and not familar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; while superficial love is &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rude and demanding.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  True love mean for the ladies especially, the guys will be respectful towards you and not demand SEX saying things like "If you love me, you will give me". He will wait for your marriage day to have sex with you. For the greatest gift that can be given to your future husband will be your virginity (for those who lost it, God will restore it back) for he love you enough to marry you. If there is any stupid guys who said stuff like if you love me... blah blah blah... just tell them straight into their face, "You stupid or what? If sex is love, then if you visit the brothel mean you love them also la!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember, LOVE NEVER DEMANDS,  for he will respect you and wait for you. Sex need not be taught! It is a god given gift to be enjoyed AFTER marriage. Any idoit knows how to have sex and let no one tell you that one needs to be experienced! If he really cannot resist the temptation, one word,"FLEE!'. Its better to avoid such a situation than he cannot control himself or to do anything to harm you.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to love not being familar means despite being together for long, there is still this respect for each other like thinking in each other's perspective and not rudely answers each other everytime. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is so much things I want to elaborate, but I am kinda of feeling so tired now after meeting up with my poly dearies. Well, shall elaborate next time. Nights. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-3434519548548322258?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/3434519548548322258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=3434519548548322258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3434519548548322258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3434519548548322258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/07/true-love-vs-superficial-love.html' title='True love vs Superficial Love'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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://bp2.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SIDOYMqc_II/AAAAAAAAA6E/RFapbsYUHZ4/s72-c/LOVE+vs+Superficial+LOVE+-5+july+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-2327108430090013764</id><published>2008-07-05T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T02:34:17.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfort and Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Comfort and Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SG5rbkDF2LI/AAAAAAAAA58/GMNARdp1U8c/s1600-h/Comfort+and+Joy+-++3+july++08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219227139446266034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SG5rbkDF2LI/AAAAAAAAA58/GMNARdp1U8c/s400/Comfort+and+Joy+-++3+july++08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Know that Jesus had redeemed us that we will dance and be glad. Our lives are meant to be victorious and glorious and our old shall be past as we are borne again (receive Christ). Our complaints and grieveness will turn into gladness as we get to know more of His mercy and grace and love for us. Our sorrows will turn to joy and comfort. We will have lesser and lessers of sorrows and find ourselves in joyful situations. His rod and His staff shall be our comfort (Psalm 23). &lt;/p&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/10125574-2327108430090013764?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/2327108430090013764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=2327108430090013764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2327108430090013764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2327108430090013764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/07/comfort-and-joy.html' title='Comfort and Joy'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SG5rbkDF2LI/AAAAAAAAA58/GMNARdp1U8c/s72-c/Comfort+and+Joy+-++3+july++08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-1866167745857764948</id><published>2008-07-04T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T02:18:49.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruitful</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Fruitful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SG0WeILQofI/AAAAAAAAA50/MS5AM_8CzT0/s1600-h/Fruits+of+the+season-+22+June+08+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218852250038870514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SG0WeILQofI/AAAAAAAAA50/MS5AM_8CzT0/s400/Fruits+of+the+season-+22+June+08+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know that God shall certainly send blessings in its season. Each day grace is given in the form of manna (daily bread- daily word) to us. When we receive the manna day by day, our soul gets nourish and we prosper. Therefore, we are meant to be fruitful and produce good things be it art works, good results, good health and all the good things to be desired. Just receive His word and slowly but certainly you shall see your life transformed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-1866167745857764948?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/1866167745857764948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=1866167745857764948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1866167745857764948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/1866167745857764948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/07/fruitful.html' title='Fruitful'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SG0WeILQofI/AAAAAAAAA50/MS5AM_8CzT0/s72-c/Fruits+of+the+season-+22+June+08+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-4968532746320391962</id><published>2008-06-29T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T20:35:54.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O fairest among woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;O fairest among woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Shulamite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am dark, but lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like the tents of Kedar, Like the curtains of Solomon.  Do not look upon me, because I am dark,      &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because the sun has tanned me.    &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Beloved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you do not know, O fairest among women,    &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Follow in the footsteps of the flock,       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And feed your little goats       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beside the shepherds’ tents. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Song of Solomon 1:5-8)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Certainly God speaks to me. Just as I was feeling very conscious of myself due to my specs and also I began to feel annoyed when there was a black man that accidentally knocked my shoulders on my way to church. I was so surprised and guilty of my reaction cause it has been years since I last felt so annoyed. Like usually I am not bothered about small things like that. Then I just felt so condemned that I reacted in such a nasty manner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And certainly, Pastor Prince preached about the Song of Solomon where the bride is speaking to the bridegroom. We are the bride and Jesus is the bridegroom. In this verse, the bride was saying that she is dark like the tents of Kedar (Kedar's tent are like black in colour) yet she is lovely as the curtains of Solomon (which is really beautiful). Yet, she is more conscious of the fact that she is dark as seen from the verses behind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All along, it was her that is speaking, but when she asked the bridegroom where He feed the flock and rest them, He replied for the first time,"  If you do not know, &lt;strong&gt;O fairest among women...". &lt;/strong&gt;Notice in this verse, Despite the fact that she thinks she is dark, yet He calls her fairest  among women (most beautiful among all women in NIV). Just as we are the bride, we are the fairest in His eyes and we ought to be conscious of that. I ought not be conscious of my specs or whatsoever, but be conscious of His glory and beauty in me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And also the fact that I felt annoyed sometimes, its just because I am living in this fallen world, and am in flesh. Though my bad habits have been taken away through the cross, yet there is inclinations that exist just because I live in this world. Just like how our ears still hear the rings of a bell even though the bell stops ringing, so are our bad habits. Yet do not feel condemn, but know that God is our righteousness. And we are His righteousness. There is no condemnation in Christ. And when I know that, I just am not bothered about small things like these again.  &lt;/p&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/10125574-4968532746320391962?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/4968532746320391962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=4968532746320391962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4968532746320391962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/4968532746320391962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-fairest-among-woman.html' title='O fairest among woman'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-3332139270464661817</id><published>2008-06-29T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T01:49:11.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prosper where ever you go</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Prosper where ever you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SGZ2sbH2hLI/AAAAAAAAA40/Tr5uQNj3aZs/s1600-h/Prosper+where+ever+you+go+-28+Jun+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216987723922310322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SGZ2sbH2hLI/AAAAAAAAA40/Tr5uQNj3aZs/s400/Prosper+where+ever+you+go+-28+Jun+08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all called to be leaders. This is the word from God, leaders (Moses is a great leader) are to be strong and courageous. This means that we should be bold, and when there is a need to confront or to stand your stand, DO SO! We are to have courage to get the things we want, to request the things that is needed for our good and the good of others. Continue in the word and whatever we set our hands  on, It SHALL PROSPER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-3332139270464661817?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/3332139270464661817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=3332139270464661817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3332139270464661817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/3332139270464661817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/06/prosper-where-ever-you-go.html' title='Prosper where ever you go'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SGZ2sbH2hLI/AAAAAAAAA40/Tr5uQNj3aZs/s72-c/Prosper+where+ever+you+go+-28+Jun+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-6478932816042744440</id><published>2008-06-28T16:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T17:37:16.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely view</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;Lovely view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SGX0snjCR1I/AAAAAAAAA4M/XoKTt6MT9Ok/s1600-h/Waterfall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216844790745941842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SGX0snjCR1I/AAAAAAAAA4M/XoKTt6MT9Ok/s400/Waterfall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-6478932816042744440?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/6478932816042744440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=6478932816042744440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/6478932816042744440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/6478932816042744440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/06/lovely-view.html' title='Lovely view'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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://bp3.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SGX0snjCR1I/AAAAAAAAA4M/XoKTt6MT9Ok/s72-c/Waterfall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125574.post-2128055978220451</id><published>2008-06-27T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T01:09:00.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is mindful of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f57f8f;"&gt;God is mindful of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SGZvVyV5onI/AAAAAAAAA4s/22G28mEo_pY/s1600-h/Moons+and+the+Stars+-+22+June+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216979638436864626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SGZvVyV5onI/AAAAAAAAA4s/22G28mEo_pY/s400/Moons+and+the+Stars+-+22+June+08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the beauty of the stars and the moon, all these are created by God. Yet even with the beauty of those, God's heart is still moved by man that He gave up His only begotten Son Jesus Christ to die in your place. His heart is for you to be prosperous, healthy, joyful and peaceful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125574-2128055978220451?l=sensation0307.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/feeds/2128055978220451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125574&amp;postID=2128055978220451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2128055978220451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125574/posts/default/2128055978220451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensation0307.blogspot.com/2008/06/god-is-mindful-of-you.html' title='God is mindful of you'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12829201191002203124</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://bp0.blogger.com/_YcSLQ93aLu8/SGZvVyV5onI/AAAAAAAAA4s/22G28mEo_pY/s72-c/Moons+and+the+Stars+-+22+June+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
