<?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-3172672649009746088</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:44:12.304+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My Walk. . .</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-2591041829830280015</id><published>2008-10-19T07:01:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T07:01:46.232+11:00</updated><title type='text'>my new</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-2591041829830280015?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/2591041829830280015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=2591041829830280015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/2591041829830280015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/2591041829830280015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-new.html' title='my new'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-4734115016540591647</id><published>2008-09-19T21:08:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T21:24:25.249+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the Terrors of having a dog..</title><content type='html'>hello everyone.. hehe recently supposed to be studying.. so DEFINITELY a lot more time to blog! geez.. brought my dog for a grooming session today. the guy got bitten by a poodle and had to go see doctor. phew* i'm glad not choco who bit him (mayb in future..) but gosh tat guy has scars all over his arm. yikes.. occupational hazard. she looks really odd after the haircut..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arh. dogs make u upset.. some days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/SNOJOIgpytI/AAAAAAAAAHw/L3KiR7fghUc/s1600-h/DSC00321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247688866712373970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/SNOJOIgpytI/AAAAAAAAAHw/L3KiR7fghUc/s320/DSC00321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my notes.......................... coz i left it in the living hall when i went to get changed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 1. NEVER leave flappy things unattended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/SNOJ1ABoQ4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/stqRvaoqX10/s1600-h/DSC00322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247689534449664898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/SNOJ1ABoQ4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/stqRvaoqX10/s320/DSC00322.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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;and letter 'Q' was unpicked by her nails in her attempt to jump on my lap while i was using the laptop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 2. dont use a lappy in front of a dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think... what did i get myself into....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, welcome to 'DOGHOOD'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still................ she's my sweetie choco pie.... MUACKS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247690288782259378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/SNOKg6IiNLI/AAAAAAAAAIA/IE6L5Gwa8XU/s320/DSC00313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&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/3172672649009746088-4734115016540591647?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/4734115016540591647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=4734115016540591647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4734115016540591647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4734115016540591647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2008/09/terrors-of-having-dog.html' title='the Terrors of having a dog..'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/SNOJOIgpytI/AAAAAAAAAHw/L3KiR7fghUc/s72-c/DSC00321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-3681942136470563264</id><published>2008-09-12T11:31:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T11:37:17.434+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ALOHA</title><content type='html'>ALOHA has 3 meanings - 1. hello 2. goodbye 3. iloveu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe:) was watching this jap drama --&gt; a Queen's classroom. Pretty cool drama, but not the best i would say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just tot i'll gross some ppl out before dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244941774204727954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/SMnGwTcUcpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/sRc_Va1iXeA/s320/DSC00258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;what happened was i put this patient flat to take out teeth.. 5. think he was a little worried and nervous. (~DUH~) his throat was sort of filled up... then he coughed up blood plus saliva on the 4th tooth.. lucily wearing my shield mask.. if not will sure kena.. but i think the hair a little bit lar. so we decided to leave the last tooth to the nxt time. by this time he seems like he was gasping for breath! probably coz of the blocked throat.. *evil dentist*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok.. so now supposed to study for primary exams. haven't applied yet. closing date is 30th sept. (SOON!!) if everything is smooth, will go up to sydney in dec. yup yup updates so far. Now currently working 3 days a week. super slack. but need a break..&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/3172672649009746088-3681942136470563264?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/3681942136470563264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=3681942136470563264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3681942136470563264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3681942136470563264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2008/09/aloha.html' title='ALOHA'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/SMnGwTcUcpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/sRc_Va1iXeA/s72-c/DSC00258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-6465558707647496263</id><published>2008-04-23T01:17:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T01:19:18.095+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Vietnam....</title><content type='html'>I was pondering and praying over going to viet for a short mission trip. Finally got a reply today via email, and it's confirmed. Please pray that it will be a safe trip (10th may - 19th may) yes yes! I was pretty apprenhensive, but since the prayer was answered, then I'll go in faith. However this trip has no religious bearing. Wanted to go for a christian one, but no opportunities yet. Ok, so tat's all for now. damn sleepy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-6465558707647496263?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/6465558707647496263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=6465558707647496263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6465558707647496263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6465558707647496263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2008/04/vietnam.html' title='Vietnam....'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-7242841760717062147</id><published>2008-04-21T01:06:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:21:07.574+10:00</updated><title type='text'>choco meets my friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi everyone. This is my new found love and friend.. HAHA :) She wasn't eating yst.. so i prayed, not sure if u can pray for dogs. but she became like her old self again today! so i supposed it did work! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191347015712393954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/SAtemxlSSuI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ONHaUudI-9w/s320/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yup, that's her in botanical gardens. i think she thinks that she's human. she was much more interested in human fellows than dogs. She completely ignored the dogs. And as predicted by many, it has become more my dad's dog. There was one night, i was in the room with suying (hsemate), then it was kinda late, and we were still talking. Then i heard my dad saying, "Girl, go sleep already!" and i replied "orh ok" from the room. And suying almost died laughing. coz he was talking to the dog. haiz..............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm, she's getting pretty good at pooping and weeing on the newspaper. but she doesn't do it on the same spot twice. so it gets messy if are out for too long in a day. yeah, she's growing much bigger now. I miss her baby face. but i still love her. hAHA. she's very sweet, will nip u in ur head when u are sleeping... (SWEET?!?!) haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poodles don really shed fur, so on the floor, don really see much doggy hair. More like human hair, coz she always pull our hair. or rather only my hair. When my mom sees my head so close to her, she'll scream at me. HAHA. oh by the way, my mom already kena bitten by the dog, coz mom tot she was going to choke on a piece of bone and attempted to dig the bone out of her mouth, which was returned with a sharp snap. notti. Whole family ignored her, and dont think she really cares, as she was just lazing under the sofa, away from all the hands (that were trying to whack her).. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I suppose that's updates from me so far then. this is how i look like currently with braces. I look fat compared to the dog. sighs... oh well.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191873173832893442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/SA09JNUwhAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/nlZLO7uCHwM/s320/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191873457300734994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/SA09ZtUwhBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/eXxx3UP9g5M/s320/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" /&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/3172672649009746088-7242841760717062147?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/7242841760717062147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=7242841760717062147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/7242841760717062147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/7242841760717062147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2008/04/choco-meets-my-friends.html' title='choco meets my friends...'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/SAtemxlSSuI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ONHaUudI-9w/s72-c/DSC00053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-1949097544929080006</id><published>2008-03-08T00:25:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T00:38:26.190+11:00</updated><title type='text'>tian arh......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;haiz.. got a huge shock when this happen. I thought everything was alright when my dad managed to break SUDDENLY in time on AYE expressway. Then less than a second later, a huge PONG from the back. my heart almost flew out of my rib cage. T____T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our car almost came to a complete stop.. then as we went foward, there was the stupid police checking the speed camera, so the right lane all slowed down, but when the chain effect reached us, the car in front of us just suddenly stop! it was so close i tot we're going to hit it. if not we'll be paying... it waa dumb black toyota. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At that time i tot we were all dead. HAHA.. and thinking if God would accept us in heaven!! But none of us injured at all.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174990944387189362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R9FC2HwPynI/AAAAAAAAAGw/up_B82OZoDs/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174990974451960450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R9FC33wPyoI/AAAAAAAAAG4/XAosP_praRo/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174991017401633442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R9FC6XwPyqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/lcSaa2FX4hM/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that was our toyata bumper. ALL falling off. AND look at the uncle's uncle.. only a small little dent... haiz. must change to mitsubishi. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174991004516731538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R9FC5nwPypI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0gMz5QjxDpA/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then the whole day was spent at stupid toyota service center to get someone to take a look at our car!! But coz "LEXUS" have the priority, so we ended up waiting forever to get a quotation from ANOTHER branch in the end. Total estimated repair costs was $7000. And then also can claim lost of transportation. And now, at least we got another car to use! IF not tmr have to go to KALLANG!!! i'll die.. how to get there?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This morning was a happy morning, coz all of us were not working. then we went to citibank to sign up credit card. and this stupid boy called alex was serving us. Then he ran after us to tell my mom tat he forgot to let my mom sign this page. Then when were were waiting at the toyota place, he called again!!!! to say that he let my mom sign the wrong credit card form! ALL the way to jurong east, and nothing done. and got into car accident..... Seriously, I shld shut my trap. coz i was telling my mom how fruitful the day was, and I got to do so many things!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is one eventful off-day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-1949097544929080006?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/1949097544929080006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=1949097544929080006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1949097544929080006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1949097544929080006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2008/03/tian-arh.html' title='tian arh......'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R9FC2HwPynI/AAAAAAAAAGw/up_B82OZoDs/s72-c/Image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-9143046772277538331</id><published>2008-03-02T02:04:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T02:09:49.032+11:00</updated><title type='text'>More than words...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R8lxhEFkW7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/rvfbARrX0Cw/s1600-h/n735545536_1294126_3174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172790459858443186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R8lxhEFkW7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/rvfbARrX0Cw/s320/n735545536_1294126_3174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R8lxhUFkW8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/A09uf45sUJg/s1600-h/n528521385_354333_3003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172790464153410498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R8lxhUFkW8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/A09uf45sUJg/s320/n528521385_354333_3003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R8lxhkFkW9I/AAAAAAAAAGo/bpIvnug2xNo/s1600-h/n784158844_162971_9876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172790468448377810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R8lxhkFkW9I/AAAAAAAAAGo/bpIvnug2xNo/s320/n784158844_162971_9876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time spent together will always be remembered..&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why especially sentimental... T____T&lt;br /&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/3172672649009746088-9143046772277538331?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/9143046772277538331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=9143046772277538331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/9143046772277538331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/9143046772277538331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-than-words.html' title='More than words...'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R8lxhEFkW7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/rvfbARrX0Cw/s72-c/n735545536_1294126_3174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-6612927703409448276</id><published>2008-02-20T18:02:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T18:18:43.191+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff..</title><content type='html'>Some parts of my very busy life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7vRwEFFZGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/FnOq05V2M3o/s1600-h/DSCF0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168955620996768866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7vRwEFFZGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/FnOq05V2M3o/s320/DSCF0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner and dance (16/2/08) Didn't win anything for lucky draw.. tat's the clementi nurses (except the head nurses not inside! wahha :)) And the only guy in the picture is Dr. Wong! DAMN NICE GUY~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7vRwkFFZHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/OY8lTY3-Qf4/s1600-h/DSCF0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168955629586703474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7vRwkFFZHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/OY8lTY3-Qf4/s320/DSCF0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CNY lunch ....which became dinner as well.. Oversupply of food! With cousin alice and her family. Seriously, we only ate abt half the amt. The boys really enjoyed cooking. and my favourite food?! possibly the cocktails! hiakz.. Yumss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7vRw0FFZII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/EPghrEWGGAM/s1600-h/DSCF0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168955633881670786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7vRw0FFZII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/EPghrEWGGAM/s320/DSCF0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AND last but not least. My new look! puhahah.. done by dr. wong! the previously mentioned orthodontist. colourful? my dad thinks it's TOO colourful. hehe.. anyway, they're not very painful. I still could eat.. only trouble is tat food get stuck EVERYWHERE. which is quite embarassing. so no more green stuff anymore. and the bite is a little wierd. but other than that not much pain! i tot need to eat panadol.. haha. but this is NOTHING compared to wisdom tooth extraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. going for work at night again!!!&lt;br /&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/3172672649009746088-6612927703409448276?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/6612927703409448276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=6612927703409448276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6612927703409448276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6612927703409448276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2008/02/stuff.html' title='Stuff..'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7vRwEFFZGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/FnOq05V2M3o/s72-c/DSCF0085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-4421896226746686974</id><published>2008-02-17T13:33:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T16:24:33.605+11:00</updated><title type='text'>talking about the past..</title><content type='html'>was msning with someone.. and talking about the past. and still bring back tears, memories and the hurt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and remembered the good friends whom i have. who really do care.. sighs. i miss u all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;packing my room now. so messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some photos from diner that day in east coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7ehekFFZDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/P-LSC9ppA9A/s1600-h/DSCF0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167776643884082226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7ehekFFZDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/P-LSC9ppA9A/s320/DSCF0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7ehfUFFZEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/PiB90gejrbw/s1600-h/DSCF0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167776656768984130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7ehfUFFZEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/PiB90gejrbw/s320/DSCF0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7ehgUFFZFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/tAVhg0pIKj0/s1600-h/DSCF0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167776673948853330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7ehgUFFZFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/tAVhg0pIKj0/s320/DSCF0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7egY0FFZBI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YbqxLJWgT3g/s1600-h/DSCF0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167775445588206610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7egY0FFZBI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YbqxLJWgT3g/s320/DSCF0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7egZUFFZCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/A_-tEMWxDQM/s1600-h/DSCF0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167775454178141218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7egZUFFZCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/A_-tEMWxDQM/s320/DSCF0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/3172672649009746088-4421896226746686974?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/4421896226746686974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=4421896226746686974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4421896226746686974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4421896226746686974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2008/02/talking-about-past.html' title='talking about the past..'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R7ehekFFZDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/P-LSC9ppA9A/s72-c/DSCF0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-1739632968515841970</id><published>2008-01-19T02:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T02:17:23.314+11:00</updated><title type='text'>An average day at work...</title><content type='html'>930am - remove stitches from a upper wisdom tooth socket, to realise his lip and palatal mucosa is badly ulcerated, from my terrible skills. Sighs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000- scaling.. polishing...&lt;br /&gt;1030- fillings. stupid 16yo, keep saying her teeth are protruding, when i dint even touch her front teeth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1100 - cant remember wat i was doing. oh think i had troubles taking out teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1300- LUNCH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1400-slack (no patients).... slack until...&lt;br /&gt;1700- this big bloke walks in with his 2 panicky friends, with blood all over his face and blood drizzling down his arms.. oh man.. actually he knock his teeth into his friend's head, when his friend stood up. playing rugby. then me and my colleague were looking for wounds on the friend's head.. coz the patient's lip was quite badly bitten, but the friend's head like nothing. haha. 铁头攻!&lt;br /&gt;so dint have dinner&lt;br /&gt;1830- SAP(scaling and cleaning)&lt;br /&gt;1900- SAP&lt;br /&gt;1930- SAP&lt;br /&gt;2000- SAP&lt;br /&gt;2030- Extraction, which i cracked off half the tooth AGAIN. shit man. think there's something wrong with my skills. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;Finally could go home at 2100. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at 1040pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad for that colleague. Seriously helped a lot. haha. Have to thank him and my mentor a lot a lot. God is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to read bible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-1739632968515841970?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/1739632968515841970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=1739632968515841970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1739632968515841970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1739632968515841970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2008/01/average-day-at-work.html' title='An average day at work...'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-3585857488446518919</id><published>2008-01-17T01:52:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T01:54:16.882+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Working working more work...</title><content type='html'>Hi to the world!! I can blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working seriously sucks. only work and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with zhin and mom yst. hehe. she has ONE photo of us. hehe.. Oh well, she's coming again, then we can ask nd, ben and everyone to have dinner together. sze er don be sad! hehe.. in a month's time u'll have all of them around u again! HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss melbourne. But a bit of problem with PR application at the moment. Still wondering if i should apply. quite lazy! HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don like working.............................&lt;br /&gt;9-9pm, sometimes 930pm. tired. tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-3585857488446518919?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/3585857488446518919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=3585857488446518919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3585857488446518919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3585857488446518919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2008/01/working-working-more-work.html' title='Working working more work...'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-6906603872150979219</id><published>2008-01-17T01:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T01:52:11.444+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><content type='html'>Can i still blog?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-6906603872150979219?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/6906603872150979219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=6906603872150979219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6906603872150979219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6906603872150979219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2008/01/testing.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-4696327253491240533</id><published>2007-12-20T00:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:34:52.663+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings</title><content type='html'>HI EVERYONE~ Back in good ole spore.. But still miss everyone back in melbourne. Seems ages ago since I left, even though it was just yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Marvels of technology. so still can keep in touch via email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My throat is like choked up with dust. The house is so dusty. Even my clothes are dusty. making me cough and sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to look at this dental clinic today. Actually wanted to have lunch with my dad. Ended up the guy was like "Let's have some lunch!" then have to sms my dad. sighs. poor dad. then after which we went to pasta mania. THENNNNN, i realised i got no singapore dollars! argh. so paiseh. but the boss of coz paid. hehe. and one of the other guys and I ate. Sighs.. AND i ordered COMBO!! oh which i cant finish obviously. I felt a little piggish. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-4696327253491240533?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/4696327253491240533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=4696327253491240533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4696327253491240533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4696327253491240533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/12/greetings.html' title='Greetings'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-1068844668698383858</id><published>2007-11-25T23:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T23:40:58.473+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Our farewell gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R0lsTVxiQGI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qQ_JizhDt5o/s1600-h/25112007494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136755929510985826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R0lsTVxiQGI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qQ_JizhDt5o/s320/25112007494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our farewell gift....&lt;br /&gt;So upset. Sighs. Cant believe 5 yrs of friendship wld end this quickly. Oh well, mayb I shldn't say end. But i'm sure we wouldn't be as close anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm still in a dream.&lt;br /&gt;Too many things that happen so quickly, that you dont even realised has happened. And passed. What holds in the future, none of us will be able to foretell.. unless God gives us the gift of prophecy. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, mom coming. And also going to cairns. Quite excited! hehe :):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-1068844668698383858?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/1068844668698383858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=1068844668698383858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1068844668698383858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1068844668698383858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/11/our-farewell-gift.html' title='Our farewell gift'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/R0lsTVxiQGI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qQ_JizhDt5o/s72-c/25112007494.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-5944594929979254152</id><published>2007-11-17T03:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T03:36:47.292+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy!</title><content type='html'>hehe. everything is back to normal now. Hiakz. Ms lau first step to normalise things was to go to sze er's hse after the ADA dinner. So happy! haha :) tat's y quite high on wed. Then today we went out for lunch. All of us together. Oh well. I'm so sleepy now. Just went clubbing justnow. first time. It was ok... ALL the people there damn young. But seriously the girls are quite hot. haha. Go there and sit in a corner and msg sze er and hc! HAHA. Oh well. sleepy now. Good nights.&lt;br /&gt;Yeeks. and freakin fly in my room. Annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-5944594929979254152?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/5944594929979254152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=5944594929979254152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5944594929979254152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5944594929979254152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy.html' title='Happy!'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-4358203149302963329</id><published>2007-11-12T08:58:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T09:49:24.664+11:00</updated><title type='text'>sliding into depression again...</title><content type='html'>Have u ever been afraid to recieve new emails in your uni inbox? This really sucks man. There are 2 people who failed and not have a chance to take supps at all, which means that straight away retain. Don even get a chance to fight man.. sighs... And I eliminated people with lower possibility of failing than me. Then only left me and this other girl. sighs.. it's like either her or me. OR if both failures are girls, we can go together. hAA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've decided to go back to singapore. I find I can't stand this loneliness here. Just yesterday alone was bad enough. I mean I really know that huichuan trying to make things like fair. For e.g. yesterday the whole day she was with me. Then only sunday she spend time with him. But then it's really wierd still. I dunno how to explain. And they haven't told anyone else, which makes it difficult when other ppl ask me about them. Yar, cant expect the world to revolve around me. I'm looking into the future if i'm staying here. I'll be totally secluded. Cell people meet up once a wk. And somehow it's still different from your housemate. So, that's why i'm going home. At least daddy is always there. haha. And also, mom and dad getting older. Been away from home for 5 yrs. Time to have acts of filial piety. Not forgetting that whenever I go against my mom's wishes, bad things happen to me. The path somehow seems tougher. So, I'm going with my mom this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I can decide on going home, then I can work from here what I really want to do. Everything seems to be tipping the balance of going home. You may say that I should start thinking for myself and everything. Seriously, I've considered staying back, but I find that going home and establishing myself again is a better move, since I wld be going home afterall. Yes, this is my decision. and i hope i would not be moved again. So, 请祝福我吧， 朋友！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-4358203149302963329?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/4358203149302963329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=4358203149302963329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4358203149302963329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4358203149302963329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/11/sliding-into-depression-again.html' title='sliding into depression again...'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-7777594329940250496</id><published>2007-11-06T00:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T01:19:57.854+11:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of exams.</title><content type='html'>Oh gosh. It was a tough one. First question was "Compare the 2 pictures." I was like "huh??" what's the difference?!?!?! each qns 5 mins. i spend 2.5 mins playing spotting the difference. haiz. and in the end when i ask ppl, it was still the wrong answer. that first section of the exams was really terrible. Like seriously, more than half was blank, and the other half i wasn't sure.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. i'll just continue with the rest...&lt;br /&gt;And PRAY... HARD.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-7777594329940250496?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/7777594329940250496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=7777594329940250496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/7777594329940250496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/7777594329940250496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-day-of-exams.html' title='first day of exams.'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-696308014946849488</id><published>2007-10-31T23:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:33:35.137+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Combustible vaccum cleaner</title><content type='html'>Studying and studying and studying...&lt;br /&gt;REALLY?? sighs. cant concentrate. as usual, started cleaning the house...&lt;br /&gt;And huichuan was showing me that our home vacuum cleaner was making a funny sound..&lt;br /&gt;*brrrrrrr , piak piak piak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned it off, open the top filter compartment.. Then turned it on again to check wat was wrong.. Lo and behold.. i shouted to ms lau "灶火了！！"&lt;br /&gt;GOSH! there was this like blue pilot light going on each time it piakz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms lau was like really? i wanna see.. I was like no.. cannot. later combust in our face.. yikes..&lt;br /&gt;we had a good laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-696308014946849488?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/696308014946849488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=696308014946849488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/696308014946849488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/696308014946849488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/10/combustible-vaccum-cleaner.html' title='Combustible vaccum cleaner'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-7066325776711885731</id><published>2007-10-26T02:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T02:55:09.926+10:00</updated><title type='text'>亲兴</title><content type='html'>I feel grateful and lucky to have good friends. Friends pure at heart. Friends, God has placed at my side. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also 等待着下一个恋情。 哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thank God too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-7066325776711885731?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/7066325776711885731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=7066325776711885731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/7066325776711885731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/7066325776711885731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_26.html' title='亲兴'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-5727470993705292491</id><published>2007-10-21T10:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T10:40:21.105+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week of shepparton...</title><content type='html'>It has passed by in a flash.. epecially this week. Cant' believe next wk would be the last wk of school. Although not much studying was done, I'm still panicky. Sighs, it's this kinda time when i'm reading my books, then i'll ask myself why haven 't i been more consistent.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight i thought i lost my keys. My scatterbrains made me believe that i might have dropped it when i was coming home from KFC. so i walked around the whole house looking for it. and as usual still cant find it. I was thinking where could i possibly slp tonight. So, the whole house of people started to look for my keys.. and then finally eric was like just ask eddied (who was nxt door playing PS 2). and lo and behold... he took my keys as a matter of convenience, coz it was on the coffee table.. haiz.. make me panic... but then i took revenge, haha. i took his keys, lock his room door, and after running around the whole house, he finallytook my laundry bag and put it above the sprinklers outside. eh, i panicked and give him back his keys.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. seriously going to miss shepparton. coz we've been like just together for so long, studying together, playing with the doggy! haha.. and of coz just walking out of ur rooms and they are there! Wished my cell group could be like tat too! oh well, it's a nice ending to our group 510.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-5727470993705292491?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/5727470993705292491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=5727470993705292491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5727470993705292491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5727470993705292491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-week-of-shepparton.html' title='Last week of shepparton...'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-3233893501820662020</id><published>2007-10-15T16:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T16:10:49.956+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit Galore!!!</title><content type='html'>Let me tell u a funny story..&lt;br /&gt;Today Irene's toilet filled up with shit. HAHA.. it flushed all the dog shit from the toilet bowl upwards.. hehe.. so basically the whole bowl is filled with dog poo poo and also the non-biodegradable bibs that irene used to let the dog poo on. Oh man, it was hilarious. Though there wasn't much smell.. But the wierd thing is that she strongly doesn't believe that it was the non-biodegradable bibs were the one that caused the choke-up. she reckons that all the poo was just stored underneath the toilet bowl and it flushed back upwards. HAHA :) oh well To top it off, irene threw the bibs into the neighbour's toilet bowls! coz hers was choked. and she doesn't believe that it was the bibs that did the job. Gosh, they were pissed off man. dear dear.. how can i help her understand that bibs does not equate to toilet paper!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;at least it doesn't really stink!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-3233893501820662020?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/3233893501820662020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=3233893501820662020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3233893501820662020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3233893501820662020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/10/shit-galore.html' title='Shit Galore!!!'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-2683079404621047899</id><published>2007-10-14T20:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T20:46:41.838+10:00</updated><title type='text'>studies..</title><content type='html'>i'm glad i went back this friday! haha.. It was a good surprise to ms lau, although she made me promise never to do it to her again. haha. And so that would be first and last time i'll ever hide under a table to eat pizza/garlic bread with andy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, back in shepparton again! Hopefully can get some serious studying done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care till i see u again!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-2683079404621047899?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/2683079404621047899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=2683079404621047899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/2683079404621047899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/2683079404621047899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/10/studies.html' title='studies..'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-9012115690793532730</id><published>2007-10-11T12:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T12:26:37.612+10:00</updated><title type='text'>oh well..</title><content type='html'>I've been up to nothing at all in shepparton. Goodness, haven been studying full speed at all!!!! wat's wronggg??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i got an interview for one of the hospital jobs. Still quite uncertain about job prospects there, coz i find it pretty slow. oh well, no harm going for that interview i suppose. Interview is on 2nd nov, but then exams is on the 5th of nov. Sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hot here!! gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-9012115690793532730?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/9012115690793532730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=9012115690793532730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/9012115690793532730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/9012115690793532730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-well.html' title='oh well..'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-4491399437504777630</id><published>2007-10-03T17:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T18:02:34.119+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiiiii...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Gosh, the internet is finally up and running in our house. But it's quite unstable. Must thank that guy for coming all the way to our unit to get it up and running. But tat was after much pestering from me! muhahhaha.. Then i can put nice photos for everyone to look at! wahhaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RwNK9R_pbtI/AAAAAAAAAEw/n1SRuNkJhI8/s1600-h/01102007269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117016018285850322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RwNK9R_pbtI/AAAAAAAAAEw/n1SRuNkJhI8/s320/01102007269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the school of rural health. where the computer labs are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RwNLRx_pbuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/evV1p2E_cy0/s1600-h/01102007273.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RwNLsR_pbvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Zmu8bcsZE_Y/s1600-h/01102007284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117016825739702002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="209" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RwNLsR_pbvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Zmu8bcsZE_Y/s320/01102007284.jpg" width="304" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is my already messed up room!hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of coz last but not least........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117017517229436674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RwNMUh_pbwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hmAHh6vYu-c/s320/03102007290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~PRINCESS~&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/3172672649009746088-4491399437504777630?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/4491399437504777630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=4491399437504777630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4491399437504777630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4491399437504777630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/10/hiiiii.html' title='Hiiiii...'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RwNK9R_pbtI/AAAAAAAAAEw/n1SRuNkJhI8/s72-c/01102007269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-6993854679678498404</id><published>2007-10-03T17:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T17:52:19.240+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-6993854679678498404?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/6993854679678498404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=6993854679678498404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6993854679678498404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6993854679678498404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-5004940018234610344</id><published>2007-10-03T12:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T12:26:07.084+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from shepparton!</title><content type='html'>Hi all! haven had time to blog at all. No photos also, coz the dumb internet at our unit is not up yet. Oh well, had so much stuff that i wanted to blog about, but i've forgotten most of it. Like the grampians trip and stuff like tat! Had heaps of fun before going down to shep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a really nice and peaceful place.  I wouldnt mind working here. haa, it's only about 2hrs drive up from melb. So it's pretty good, scenary is nice on the way as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Housemates have been great as well. Had a drinking game of dental questions which ended up in an argument. Could hear them from my room, coz i was on the phone with ms lau (WHO IS BACK IN MELBBB) for almost 2 hrs. wahhaha. About paris and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, wat else. Clinic has been alright. I have been sleeping a lot on monday night. Tuesday night had more social life. Can't believe it's so quick. Already wed. will be back in melb soon! wahhaha.. then can keep in touch with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yar, ms lau's confirmation is on sunday at 130pm. So, if wanna come to congratulate her, it's at st. francis. the one at lonsdale/elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok dokies, it's lunch time. and very sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-5004940018234610344?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/5004940018234610344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=5004940018234610344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5004940018234610344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5004940018234610344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/10/greetings-from-shepparton.html' title='Greetings from shepparton!'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-3658307496991734075</id><published>2007-09-24T13:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T15:03:47.162+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The perfumed man...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday me and zhin were walking around in myers before 6pm church service. We wandered to the perfume section. The smell was kinda overwhelming. But tat's not the point. Eh, then zhin walk over, then suddenly she walked back and tell me that there was this wierd man that was spraying perfume all over. The man was gangly, dirty, and looked kinda homeless.. He left in a hurry after spraying perfume all over. I had this look of disgust on my face. But since he left, I didn't think too much of it. We head off to church at 6pm and made ourselves comforatable. The chattering got a little louder as more ppl poured into the church. I sat alone and looked around the church. (Zhin went toileto.) As I turned back, in walk the same tall gangly man, as messy and unkepmt. He was clad in this old red checkered shirt, with a black t-shirt that has gone a little white from washing. His hair was seriously in need of a haircut. But in his hands was an old, torn and tattered bible. Probably not that it was old, but actually used, read a zillion times over. It just brought a choke into my throat. This man, was fully prepared to meet the King of kings. I felt guilty for discriminating against him. Maybe it was God's way of telling us that His people are all equal in His eyes. Yes, but he disappeared halfway thru the service. &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;Yulks. tried almond milk tea today. NOT NICE!! a bit too sweet and almond after-taste is too strong. It retained for more than 1hr. And i'm saying it stays on the tongue, not like when i burp and stuff.... And I wonder why it took me so long to walk from union house to brownless library. On the way I walked pass the book store. and wanted to buy pens! wahhaha.. Bad choice. spend like almost half an hour there. and dint buy any pens... dongzzz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RvdEg-b2_xI/AAAAAAAAAEA/EuL3Qvv-CGY/s1600-h/barley_cocker_spaniel_poodle_cockapoo_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113631235208838930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RvdEg-b2_xI/AAAAAAAAAEA/EuL3Qvv-CGY/s320/barley_cocker_spaniel_poodle_cockapoo_07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And look at this dog!!!! It's called a cockapoo/spoodle! haha. A cross between a spaniel and a poodle. VERY CUTEE!!! and has a good temperament. heh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And look like teddy bear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have been looking at how to take care of it.. However the size is a bit big. But so adorable! HAHA.. have been looking at cavopoos as well. They look pretty similar. But these dogs have a problem with eyesight. And ears hygiene! hehe. I hope my dog doesn't die.. Not much of an 'animal fingers'. Somehow, most pets die when they're with me.. so sad.. &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 watched Jay's show yesterday. Secret. Why did it become a ghost show?? GOsh, gave me a fright, plus we watched it in the dark! haha. A romance turned ghost story. oh well, still a good twist none the less. And makes me wanna play the piano really well. Haa.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-3658307496991734075?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/3658307496991734075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=3658307496991734075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3658307496991734075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3658307496991734075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/09/perfumed-man.html' title='The perfumed man...'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RvdEg-b2_xI/AAAAAAAAAEA/EuL3Qvv-CGY/s72-c/barley_cocker_spaniel_poodle_cockapoo_07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-2829738007361395965</id><published>2007-09-22T17:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T18:02:03.203+10:00</updated><title type='text'>y sometimes u wanna kill someone...</title><content type='html'>sighs.. sleeping got 罪meh?? tired mah.. after a sumptous meal, then sleepy lor.. Next time i'll catch nD sleeping.. one day!!!!!!!! and then somemore the photo so ugly. Got fats poking out. get a better shot nxt time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant get anything into my brains anymore. sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show stopped downloading also, so nothing to watch. haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be energised! haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-2829738007361395965?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/2829738007361395965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=2829738007361395965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/2829738007361395965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/2829738007361395965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/09/y-sometimes-u-wanna-kill-someone.html' title='y sometimes u wanna kill someone...'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-337691529126985113</id><published>2007-09-20T01:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T09:46:36.972+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Chadstone shopping!!</title><content type='html'>Went chadstone shopping today! hehe! The thing i wanted to buy most was.... THIS!! Aiyo! look at the face! so cute! haha. sighs.. so adorable! and they are extremely playful! If buy must buy both! HAHA.. coz they're such good friends.. hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RvGxDF4FPDI/AAAAAAAAADo/4Ly-p_eJD7g/s1600-h/19092007185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112061718717348914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RvGxDF4FPDI/AAAAAAAAADo/4Ly-p_eJD7g/s400/19092007185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was taking photos with my phone of the dogs. Then i forgot to close the camera. Then this photo popped up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112063552668384322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RvGyt14FPEI/AAAAAAAAADw/_7T_YDJtNUs/s320/16092007179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH GOSH! i tot it was a ghost! wah. gave me a shock. Haaa.. oh well it was the 'muslim lady' at sarah's room.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The dinner at that hakka place was really gd. Although it was really really filling!! goodness. i think all of us had indigestion after that! haha.. oh, so many jokes that came up during the dinner. Some of which are not very appropriate to mention! hehe. but it's farnie.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok gosh, finish watching the heart of greed finally! 40-episodes long. in a week! no studying. aiyo. terrible Ok! need to go market now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-337691529126985113?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/337691529126985113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=337691529126985113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/337691529126985113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/337691529126985113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/09/chadstone-shopping.html' title='Chadstone shopping!!'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RvGxDF4FPDI/AAAAAAAAADo/4Ly-p_eJD7g/s72-c/19092007185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-4150217123827309564</id><published>2007-09-18T23:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T23:14:27.219+10:00</updated><title type='text'>why does it still hurt?</title><content type='html'>I didn't know it would still hurt. Just to hear him talk about someone else. HAIZZZ.. today still let me see them together... I thought I'm not affected anymore. oh well, cant wait for ms lau to come homeee...  I will try to look to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i never study. so sickening. i need to start!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr going chadstone. quite excited. hehe. haven been there b4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-4150217123827309564?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/4150217123827309564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=4150217123827309564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4150217123827309564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4150217123827309564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-does-it-still-hurt.html' title='why does it still hurt?'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-921607979193820063</id><published>2007-09-17T13:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T13:06:40.641+10:00</updated><title type='text'>bAbieSS!!</title><content type='html'>Goodness gracious me! had a scary dream!!! I dreamt i had one of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111003259128922754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Ru3uYoo-QoI/AAAAAAAAADc/hbXpn5Ww_u8/s400/baby-and-pumpkin-2a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ok lar. not so cute. and not angmoh also! YIKESS.. must be yesterday... talking too much stuff about babies and their names... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The dream was really quite wierd. The stomach grew to full term in 2 days. HAHA.. Oh well, dreams are dreams. But it seemed pretty real. The birth of the baby was surprisingly not painful! It sort of just pop out! HAHA.. then i keep thinking why do i have a baby? Coz haven done anything... then someone asked me whose baby is it. I said i dunno i dint do anything. So obviously the person look in disbelief. Then when my alarm clock finally rang, I woke up in shock! Checked by stomach was still flat, as in not 'pygmitised'! check there was no baby around me! *phew.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next time no more talk about babies and stuff before bedtime.. All jayden's fault for being cute. ARhhh.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-921607979193820063?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/921607979193820063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=921607979193820063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/921607979193820063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/921607979193820063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/09/babiess.html' title='bAbieSS!!'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Ru3uYoo-QoI/AAAAAAAAADc/hbXpn5Ww_u8/s72-c/baby-and-pumpkin-2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-4770455859692975852</id><published>2007-09-12T10:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T17:44:16.356+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the neXt phaSe of life..</title><content type='html'>Ahem.. when i was watching this HK show on laptop abt computer, my mobile started ringing. Annoyed by the interruption (ESPEICALLY UNKNOWN numbers), I was like " HARLOW!?"and the show was still going on! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"This is Ian."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sorry who's this?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ian Hewson!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ian who?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mind suddenly clicked! OHHH, from Alfred's hospital. Heart racing, adrenaline rushing, I stammered " OHH, yes hi!" bimboticccc.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yes, you called saying u were interested in the job?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so the conversation goes on.. and he said that i was free to pop by anytime to the clinic. so i tot tmr wld be a gd idea since i'm visiting monash medical center as well. So i'm supposed to email him my CV. wat's tat?? or rather what can i write on it? sickening... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. we'll see how we goes. If God leads me to this, He'll provide a way. Better study first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh today the clinic at boxhill was damn nice! Look at the 落地窗！&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109219743894487666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RueYSYo-QnI/AAAAAAAAADU/Bs8ur31Mcb8/s400/11092007162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109133861728436834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RudKLYo-QmI/AAAAAAAAADM/tou6pvMkdf8/s400/11092007163.jpg" border="0" /&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/3172672649009746088-4770455859692975852?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/4770455859692975852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=4770455859692975852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4770455859692975852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4770455859692975852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/09/into-next-phase-of-life.html' title='Into the neXt phaSe of life..'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RueYSYo-QnI/AAAAAAAAADU/Bs8ur31Mcb8/s72-c/11092007162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-7504095697088783989</id><published>2007-09-06T15:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T17:31:56.272+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alpha camp was really good! Hwan accepted Christ. So another soul added to His kingdom. He and cherrie are a really sweet couple!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Rt-Xyy14jJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4l_0QTGimDs/s1600-h/02092007123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106967401358462098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Rt-Xyy14jJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4l_0QTGimDs/s200/02092007123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Rt-kSS14jKI/AAAAAAAAACE/fgi9rRjvDXE/s1600-h/02092007128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106981136663874722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Rt-kSS14jKI/AAAAAAAAACE/fgi9rRjvDXE/s200/02092007128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERRIE AND HWAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So KOREAN :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, then there was the scary GIANT swing. oh, i went on it like 3 times. *ahem* coz i was really scared the 1st 2 times and only went halfway!haha.. then not fun. so the last try i went all the way! hehe :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Rt-pGy14jLI/AAAAAAAAACM/Ecmbo__GLwY/s1600-h/01092007099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106986436653518002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Rt-pGy14jLI/AAAAAAAAACM/Ecmbo__GLwY/s200/01092007099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106987304236911826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Rt-p5S14jNI/AAAAAAAAACc/RIpHme623KU/s200/IMG_3093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;YOU SEE!!!! YOU SUPPOSED TO BE SO HIGH UP!!! but look at me!!! halfway! sighs.. so shi bai!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe.. anyway it was all great lar! i going to study lar. load more photos soon.. hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-7504095697088783989?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/7504095697088783989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=7504095697088783989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/7504095697088783989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/7504095697088783989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/09/alpha-camp-was-really-good-hwan.html' title=''/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Rt-Xyy14jJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4l_0QTGimDs/s72-c/02092007123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-5994163619355171123</id><published>2007-09-04T01:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T01:35:47.013+10:00</updated><title type='text'>God is everywhere...</title><content type='html'>Let me tell u, God answers prayers. Holy spirit fills you up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just asking God to guide me, coz I was really confused about applying for the hospital job. Yeah, so did some QT tonight... Lo and behold!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Matthew  6:34 jumps straight at me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I dunno wat prompted me to do Romans and Matthew tonight.&lt;br /&gt;God is working in this broken world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-5994163619355171123?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/5994163619355171123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=5994163619355171123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5994163619355171123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5994163619355171123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/09/god-is-everywhere.html' title='God is everywhere...'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-8620426553138508361</id><published>2007-08-30T11:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T11:25:08.875+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hAppy GaS</title><content type='html'>Had oral surgery today. An extremely anxious patient walked thru the door, bawling away the moment she sat on the chair. goodness... Such a big person, but her fear was extreme! Haven't seen anyone tat anxious. but anyway she got some happy gas, and even with that she was still sobbing. And refused to let the surgeon do anything for her. I think i would have just knock her out with a punch!! *Pow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a whiff of the happy gas too! goodness.. u feel light headed. I was breathing some in coz the mask wasn't on properly the first time i put it over her nose. So yeah, i was whoozy as well!&lt;br /&gt;ok going to go gym now! byes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-8620426553138508361?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/8620426553138508361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=8620426553138508361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/8620426553138508361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/8620426553138508361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-gas.html' title='hAppy GaS'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-8635834985762998341</id><published>2007-08-29T17:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T17:49:10.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RtUk2C14jGI/AAAAAAAAABk/O0RpAIP61T0/s1600-h/26082007067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104026263588736098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RtUk2C14jGI/AAAAAAAAABk/O0RpAIP61T0/s200/26082007067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my ms lau... in london shopping away... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-8635834985762998341?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/8635834985762998341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=8635834985762998341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/8635834985762998341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/8635834985762998341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-ms-lau.html' title=''/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RtUk2C14jGI/AAAAAAAAABk/O0RpAIP61T0/s72-c/26082007067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-7205256660344862448</id><published>2007-08-29T17:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T17:32:08.277+10:00</updated><title type='text'>life goes on...</title><content type='html'>I was so pissed with myself today that i del the Hongkie series i was watching.. or rather re-watching. yeah.. Refuse to let the movies control me! coz i really need to get down to work. However, I always feel tired just even thinking about starting to make notes. Honestly, I haven't even started a word! i better start. everyone seems to be warning me, and scaring me at the same time. Procrastinating is the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I only have myself to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hospital rotation is good. Feels cool to be a surgeon/consultant and know a lot of things. But seriously the stress is tremendous, not my cuppa tea. All I can conclude is that Mr. Grubor is a good man! A wonderful doctor, but seldom u come across a nice doctor. If I ever become a surgeon, he's someone i'll fashion after. Not his size though. HAa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel nauseated now. Alright, better hit the sacks. talk about studying.. *bleahz :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-7205256660344862448?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/7205256660344862448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=7205256660344862448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/7205256660344862448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/7205256660344862448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-goes-on.html' title='life goes on...'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-5137368853406828745</id><published>2007-08-27T13:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T13:19:15.158+10:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell for 5 wks</title><content type='html'>Huichuan left last night.. Can't believe it really happened. She has been talking about it for soo long. hehe.. She's probably on the flight to london now.. oh not yet, another hour. she messaged me this morn to say she's going out for breakkie with her mom and the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I wasn't as sad as i thought I would be. The killer hug is bad.. but sze er there. HAHA.. so at least got someone to talk to. heh. THanks :) and andy's pizza Thanks :) and zhin's msg Thanks :) Haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped school today.. Couldn't wake up in time. so just went to uni to return hc's books and get my patient list done.. Gonna see the dumb milford aka clinical manager to complete all the patients stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and my home internet cannot dial up.. sighs.. so wldn't be online i suppose. I'm in uni now. anyway would be pretty busy this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-5137368853406828745?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/5137368853406828745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=5137368853406828745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5137368853406828745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5137368853406828745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/farewell-for-5-wks.html' title='farewell for 5 wks'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-7823567621000143532</id><published>2007-08-23T18:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T18:44:32.459+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting in ERC</title><content type='html'>ERC- education resource centre.&lt;br /&gt;Finally managed to get my arse into the library.. Was closed yst for some wierd reason. Can't concentrate here either. Mayb i shld just study in the toilet. HAaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone did come to pretty gd use with my tutuors. as expected, he asked us to come up with a list of cystic tumours of odontogenic and non-odontogenic tumours. Oh well, he scolded me in the morn for not being able to take a good hx. but he wasn't too harsh, mayb he saw tears welling up in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, waiting for ms lau to go dinner.. Eh, i'm going to miss her so so sooo much!! Will just miss talking to her, waiting for her, laughing with her, hanging out with her and seeing her.. Just going to face the wall.. and close her door and pretend she's sitting in there. sighs.. After nxt wk, i'll have like NO CLINICS! then lagi bored. i know it's high time to start studying. sighs.. MS LAUUU DONNTT LEAVVEE MEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;*sobz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, met mr chiang in the arvo! haa. Actually skipped class to buy the phone! haha.. High time he changed his phone. It was like... sepia display when it was actually meant to be red. The shell of the phone was still surprisingly new though. The 3 guy wasn't as awesome today. eh, sorry, couldn't get a very gd deal for u nd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. back to ielts..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-7823567621000143532?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/7823567621000143532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=7823567621000143532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/7823567621000143532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/7823567621000143532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/sitting-in-erc.html' title='Sitting in ERC'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-6729951024498693699</id><published>2007-08-22T22:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T23:27:50.805+10:00</updated><title type='text'>N73</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Rsw3YS14jEI/AAAAAAAAABU/rGyLLmV119w/s1600-h/nokia_n73_silver_grey_deep_plum_e_plus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101513368418159682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Rsw3YS14jEI/AAAAAAAAABU/rGyLLmV119w/s200/nokia_n73_silver_grey_deep_plum_e_plus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wahhaa! I got a new phone! Plum with metallic face. woohoo.. pretty... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the functions of reading word documents from the phone. Their interface is beautiful, just like windows. And can even read PDF files, though it's quite large to be read on a small phone. Haven't found the appropriate file to play a video on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the games disappeared. SERIOUSLY! there was soduku and all the rest, but now only left with snakes. sighs, dunno where the rest went. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find the 3-D ringtones pretty deafening and not very attractive. They're still not as good as sony in terms of their quality of sound and camera. And the keys are a little too close together, have to use my nails a little.. and lags a little. I was a little confused with all the functions. Probably stuck too much to simple phones. My first 3G phone! hehe.. Getting cheaper now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh by the way i've got a new number with 3. But I haven't found out what it is.. with a lot of '0's. Heh.. I'm still keeping my optus number till feb nxt yr. haha. so u can still contact me on the optus line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sometimes feel that i'm an impulsive person. But then, I was thinking about it for the past few days. Then the shop keeper was really nice! haha. he threw in a free 1gb card with subscription of this news feeder service which is $3 every mth, and i gotta cancel it after 3mths. Oh well, and he gave me a free case. hehe.. He's alistar from Three in union house. Pleasant guy.. Felt sorry not to buy from him after he explained so much! haha..  AND HOW did I ended up getting it? coz stupid student admin was close for 2 hrs!! i dunno why. then i decided to walk ard in union house. *PoW* new phone.. =___=  I was supposed to go ERC to borrow IELTs. They were closed too!! sighs.. dunno what's wrong with uni today. all closed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr gotta go austin. better slp early. afternoon is Errol Street. I'm all prepared! muhahaha.. coz dl the notes into my new phone! if he asks anything, i'll just refer! HAHa! shhh... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been doing toilet readings of my bible. Not that it's the only time i have, but i find that my concentration is best there.. oh well.. whatever works right??&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/3172672649009746088-6729951024498693699?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/6729951024498693699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=6729951024498693699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6729951024498693699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6729951024498693699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/n73.html' title='N73'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Rsw3YS14jEI/AAAAAAAAABU/rGyLLmV119w/s72-c/nokia_n73_silver_grey_deep_plum_e_plus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-8833237091372660338</id><published>2007-08-21T23:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:30:54.335+10:00</updated><title type='text'>onions..</title><content type='html'>I'm flooded with onions!! My fridge stinks of onions.. I've already kept it in the lowest compartment. and i've ran out of ideas of what to cook!! oh my goodness, enough onions to last me a lifetime.. Argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today's alpha was good. Honestly, I really was so not motivated to go. But i realised that it was good. Refreshing in a way. And prayers were really great. We've got a prayer list going.. hehe.. Today's topic was about prayer. How shld prayers be said? And stuff like tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been contemplating about this phone! arhhh.. but I'm not even staying for tat long for the plan to be fulfiled. so still considering.. Oh well, too much things in my head now to be worrying about a phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gaining weight.. tremendous weight gain.. I seek comfort eating. which is terrible and have stopped going to gym for a while now. Time to get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gotta get disciplined to do IELTs. Good night to the world..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-8833237091372660338?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/8833237091372660338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=8833237091372660338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/8833237091372660338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/8833237091372660338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/onions.html' title='onions..'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-3288924001950777331</id><published>2007-08-20T08:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T08:36:11.756+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Duck and the devil..</title><content type='html'>There was a little boy visiting his grandparents on their farm. He was given a slingshot to play with out in the woods. He practiced in the woods; but he could never hit the target. Getting a little discouraged, he headed back for dinner. As he was walking back he saw Grandma's pet duck.Just out of impulse, he let the slingshot fly, hit the duck square in the head and killed it. He was shocked and grieved!In a panic, he hid the dead duck in the wood pile; only to see his sister watching!&lt;br /&gt;Sally had seen it all, but she said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch the next day Grandma said, 'Sally, let's wash the dishes.'But Sally said, 'Grandma, Johnny told me he wanted to help in the kitchen. 'Then she whispered to him, 'Remember the duck?' So Johnny did the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, Grandpa asked if the children wanted to go fishing and Grandma said, 'I'm sorry but I need Sally to help make supper.'Sally just smiled and said, 'Well that's all right because Johnny told me he wanted to help.' She whispered again, 'Remember the duck?' So Sally went fishing and Johnny stayed to help.&lt;br /&gt;After several days of Johnny doing both his chores and Sally's; he finally couldn't stand it any longer. He came to Grandma and confessed that he had killed the duck.Grandma knelt down, gave him a hug and said, 'Sweetheart, I know. You see, I was standing at the window and I saw the whole thing, but because I love you, I forgave you. I was just wondering how long you would let Sally make a slave of you.'Thought for the day and every day thereafter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever is in your past, whatever you have done... and the devil keeps throwing it up in your face (lying, cheating, debt, fear, bad habits, hatred, anger, bitterness, etc.)...whatever it is...You need to know that God was standing at the window and He saw the whole thing. He has seen your whole life. He wants you to know that He loves you and that you are forgiven.He's just wondering how long you will let the devil make a slave of you. The great thing about God is that when you ask for forgiveness; He not only forgives you, but He forgets. It is by God's grace and mercy that we are saved.Go ahead and make the difference in someone's life today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share this with a friend and always remember:God is at the window!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus died on the cross; he was thinking of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-3288924001950777331?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/3288924001950777331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=3288924001950777331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3288924001950777331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3288924001950777331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/duck-and-devil.html' title='Duck and the devil..'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-2923429765426066434</id><published>2007-08-16T23:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T23:20:12.300+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Abstinence</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day at sch. Even though only like 1.5hrs in clinic, managed to extracted one tooth. The most invaluable part was the experience imparted by a good demonstrator. She was so willing to teach us. Yeah, so I felt really blessed. Then i went to ERC to borrow the IELTs stuff. At first, there was NOTHING! then persistence did pay off.. I practically scouted the whole ERC library. And FINALLY found ONE IELTs kit! wah.. so happie! so I plan to make FULL USE of the hard-to-find IELTs kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been watching so much series from the dumb website that chris recommended! feel like killing him a little bit! but quite grateful for the amt of entertainment. Though I must admit my discipline is .... thumbs down... I was just blankly staring at the screen as it's playing a love to kill starring Rain. It's kinda slow, and actually make me feel like studying instead of watching the show.. hAaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and back to the mind-boggling issue. Even ms lau thinks that if it's not possible, then shld just 放手。。。 So, yeah, but easier said than done. Sometimes it's just so difficult. I suppose abstinence if u can't control. It has been pretty good so far. Maybe he also trying lar. Nothing drama happened, nothing happened to make me 多想. Anyway now gotta concentrate on the final exams and IELTs in the shorter term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok need to rest. =___=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-2923429765426066434?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/2923429765426066434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=2923429765426066434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/2923429765426066434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/2923429765426066434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/abstinence.html' title='Abstinence'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-1182021321973837822</id><published>2007-08-16T10:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T10:27:53.598+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Yucky-niku</title><content type='html'>Today was my rotation to liver clinic. Little kids like 1yo requiring liver transplant.. And some 3yo with like a huge scar across their tummies.. Very sad to see kids like tat. We just always fail to see how fortunate we are... kids are very trusting, and they don't look sick at all. They'll come up to u and play with you. I was more entertained by the kids that with the entire rotation. Haa.. Very pretty children.. But they all have to be on medications long term. sighs.. And their parents are just God's guardian angels to them on earth. Their commitment to take care of a sick child is just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had lunch with wanyen at the cafeteria. Had some sticky  parmagiana. Eh, doctor very busy.. I see them like just keep going. case after case, don't even have time for lunch.. But it keeps you on your toes, so at that time you're not tired, but only after that perhaps you'll be just smashed. oh well.. I guess tat's a doctor's life. Less glamarous than everyone perceive it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday we had dinner! HAHA.. Nd made yucky niku beef. OI-SHI!! Actually i prefer the water egg.. eh, dunno wat it's called in japanese. Then Ben cooked vege and fish! We had a spread!! heh :)  Guys in our cell can cook! hahaha.. Ain't we blessed? Then we had a game of asshole dai-di again... Sighs, being stuck in the realm of assholes is my kinda thing. Rah and ben were like 'couple' thru thick and thin! haha.. They were king and queen first, then banished to be prostitute and asshole! haha.. Anyway it was all a good laugh. Then we had a few games of bridge. eh, they went home about 1am. Keep having last rounds. Haa.. Then me and lau had a chat from like 1am-4am. Wah, damn shagged.&lt;br /&gt;So i'm skipping renal rotation today. Heh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-1182021321973837822?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/1182021321973837822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=1182021321973837822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1182021321973837822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1182021321973837822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/yucky-niku.html' title='Yucky-niku'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-1182303067346516956</id><published>2007-08-14T22:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:05:38.952+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospital rotations...</title><content type='html'>It's just gay man... I've been like crazy at work for the past 2 days. I never have been so busy ever... But yes.. A doctor's life is crazy.. SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;Monday wasn't too bad for us, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; we had a break from 12pm-6pm. But still, morning was easy. Just sitting down and watching Richard (our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;registrar&lt;/span&gt;) do some simple dx and treatment planning for this girl with ectodermal dysplysia. She had a +12mm overjet, so need to basically cut her Md, and bring it foward... She was just smiling all the way. Her positive attitude just brightens up your day. OHHHHH, then there was this cute consultant. He is a max/fac surgeon, and also a plastic surgeon! goodness, he's so good looking.. just cant help staring at him.. sighs, i wonder what i'm there for.. HAHAHA.. *focus*&lt;br /&gt;Monday night was madness.. Dr. Tai alone saw 5 patients. Me and felix saw one each. There was this lady with like a massive swelling, affecting her airway. Can't believe how can anyone tahan the pain for so long before seeking help. So, needed a surgical extraction, which cldn't be done by us, so had to call in rolland, our oral surgeon... Eh, she actually was supposed to be admited to hospital, but coz they haven't got any beds. She's not out of danger yet, so had to recall her on tues morn.. And when we left, tai was still going..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was crazy. Had theatre from morn 830am-5pm. Then had emergency service from 6-9pm. Sarah invited me to her house for dinner! HAHA.. So i basically had mackers, breakfast, lunch, dinner. In theatre, the most interesting case was a 5mth old baby, who has Mandibular distraction done for her. She was so small!!! my goodness.. all the other patients are wheeled in, this baby was CARRIED in! so cute.. she was just sobbing.. And after the op, there was this one BIG tear from her eye.. Lucky her mom not in there, if not sure cry... and the cute surgeon was in for this case.. drools.. haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then had to run down grattan street to RDMH! hehe. still wanna thank rah rah. She's really so sweet.. hehe.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway tmr is gastro unit. well, cant' wait for this wk to be over. at least i'll be easy. i hope. nights...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-1182303067346516956?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/1182303067346516956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=1182303067346516956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1182303067346516956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1182303067346516956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/hospital-rotations.html' title='Hospital rotations...'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-580721818988032004</id><published>2007-08-11T23:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T10:00:11.341+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A BeAutiFul DaY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Despite all the rain, it was still a beautiful day! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haa&lt;/span&gt;.. Although it didn't start extremely well, I was still extremely happy at the end of the day. Like Andy was saying, it's beautiful just to see how care is showered upon fellow cell members... Like when I needed help, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;zhin&lt;/span&gt; was helping me. Towards the end of the day, my energy level was like rock bottom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt;, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;zhin&lt;/span&gt; still helped to tie up the skis. damn grateful, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; at tat time, haven't got any energy in my frozen fingers ... So it was like 雪中送炭... seriously 雪中。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, our dear miss big chin is 名副其实的受伤女郎！even before start skiing, she already injured herself. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kiap&lt;/span&gt; her fingers with the buckles of her ski shoes. Then start bleedi&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Rr5NMEfffII/AAAAAAAAABM/1uu7zyn_Wq8/s1600-h/DSCN1301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097596697989577858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="87" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Rr5NMEfffII/AAAAAAAAABM/1uu7zyn_Wq8/s200/DSCN1301.JPG" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ng, then tears start to roll down her cheeks, then everyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;panic&lt;/span&gt;. But everyone still help! C-O-M-M-U-N-I-Y-T! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;! sighs, but really very very very proud of her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;. she still 撑下去。and she can tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;xiaoming&lt;/span&gt; now she CAN ski!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest fall was actually when shier fell, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; fell, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; got up, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; got rammed over by a very fast moving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;winny&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;winny&lt;/span&gt; fell too.. goodness.. And to get up with skis is not funny at all.. Boarders were awesome as well. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Coz&lt;/span&gt; they didn't go for lessons too. Damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;zai&lt;/span&gt;. Can't believe Ben thinks that boarding is easier.&lt;br /&gt;Esther also had her own adventure. She got lost while boarding down the ski slopes. and she actually ended up near the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;intermediate&lt;/span&gt; level slopes. Goodness!! Then she told the person manning the lift there that she was lost and asked for directions back to the beginner's slope. Then she had to walk up with her board. Then, when she almost reach the beginner's ski slope, her board started to roll down the hill! and back to where the guy was again! this time, she told the guy she was lost. then the guy help her call ski petrol! haha.. so she sat in one of those to get her to the beginner's slope. heh!&lt;br /&gt;gees, my eyes are seriously flopping down and my shoulders are aching. anyway apple pies shared are always nicer. hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-580721818988032004?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/580721818988032004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=580721818988032004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/580721818988032004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/580721818988032004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/beautiful-day.html' title='A BeAutiFul DaY...'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Rr5NMEfffII/AAAAAAAAABM/1uu7zyn_Wq8/s72-c/DSCN1301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-7878898154910895254</id><published>2007-08-10T09:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T09:53:43.586+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sober</title><content type='html'>Oh gosh.. Now I feel dumb. Sighs.. It's always like terrible. Now counting again, i think i had another drink when i was half gone.... so possibly i had 7 drinks. 3 which i completely finished up, then another 2 which was half drunk, then had to go to the toilet, but then it disappeared when i came back. Then there was another drink that i took from mad, then another drink that i took from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;irene&lt;/span&gt;. All the rest i cant really remember. Oh gosh, i was so gone! wasted b4 12am! The bouncer just believed that i was drunk. The manager refused to let me in. He say he'll let me in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;. Like there were so many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; far worst. And i was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;happie&lt;/span&gt; drunk, not a violent one. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, then there was this girl who looked smash, but she smiled at him, then he say, sure thing gal. Felt like smacking his face and pulling his long hair.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; thing was, even in at that state of mind, I was praying. Praying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fervently to God, repeating the Lord's prayer. Maybe God was protecting me. hehe... Coz He took me out of that place before i could do anything to harm myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;So anyway i went home. Cant really remember how I got home now. Tram. then was talking to hc on the phone, coz i scared i'll fall asleep on the tram. But anyway then when i got home, I thought i was sober. Then this morning i only realised how un-sober I was. Was crying and laughing. seriously, it feels like the world is crashing down. But I didn't get a hangover. Just very 尿急 in the morning. HAHA.. Mayb coz rah keep asking me to drink water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Can't really walk straight.. Then keep laughing. But cant co-ordinate. Then, when i was trying to take my keys out from my bag, everything just fell from my bag. i hope i picked up everything that I drop. Sighs, I'll try not to have too much to drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-7878898154910895254?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/7878898154910895254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=7878898154910895254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/7878898154910895254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/7878898154910895254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/sober.html' title='sober'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-5230184199335872884</id><published>2007-08-10T01:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T01:03:27.628+10:00</updated><title type='text'>smashed</title><content type='html'>crying and laughing.it's still like 1am&lt;br /&gt;no one really cares.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in a state of like half-smashed. I'll just talk abt it tmr. I just know I'll keep praying.. I cant slp! brain is still too active.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-5230184199335872884?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/5230184199335872884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=5230184199335872884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5230184199335872884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5230184199335872884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/smashed.html' title='smashed'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-8908074633557115428</id><published>2007-08-05T19:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T19:48:26.221+10:00</updated><title type='text'>woo hoo!!</title><content type='html'>Today is like a re-live of cell group 2 yrs ago. It's like everyday play until 7am type.. HAaa.. then not enough slp. But from friday it was solid no sleep. It was seriously almost like a weekend away with the cell ppl. Although it's not the full force, maybe nxt time can include more people. I hope we wldn't become too exclusive. And to Ben.. I hope u didn't feel left out. Coz actually it was kinda impromptu, and ur dad was with u. Ben ask me during service, "u all went out for dinner last night? I knew coz hc told me. She was the only one online." Then hc told him "eh, u never go arh?" yeah, so please don feel anything. We love u. haha..&lt;br /&gt;And to sze er, don think too much about the charles and mh thing lar. Erm, God will give us another chance... We can plonk at nd's place another day.. when they're there. And also, i'm sorry if i seem to adament during yumcha abt the show and the viewpoints.&lt;br /&gt;And rah is falling sick.. don eat too much cough drops, bad for teeth.. haha :) rah shld just slp more and drink more water. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Excited about ski trip? Sze er, must 振作！！！ Then do 100 squats a day. sure u go up there damn fit. pLus u must remember... 你当年。。。 是个运动健将！！！哈哈！hope rah gets well before that.&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Sunny philip say we shld have a slp over.. HAHA.. But wat are we meant to do during the sleep over? nD: Organise PaRty! HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. a friend just got cheated by a fraud online. Dont be geng sim lar. I know how u feel. That money could have been put to so much more good use. Yeah.. And i got over the guy too! HAHA.. Once my heart stop beating for that person, I'll not like the person again. Maybe just friends. Once the feeling has passed, I don't think I can like the same person twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. wat else happened? I just need to sleep now. the brains are functioning no more. Not enough sleep = fried brains...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New resolution: cannot eat..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-8908074633557115428?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/8908074633557115428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=8908074633557115428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/8908074633557115428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/8908074633557115428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/woo-hoo.html' title='woo hoo!!'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-70086946179708386</id><published>2007-08-04T19:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T19:55:39.244+10:00</updated><title type='text'>谢谢你的爱</title><content type='html'>Thanks for all the support.. sighs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-70086946179708386?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/70086946179708386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=70086946179708386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/70086946179708386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/70086946179708386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_04.html' title='谢谢你的爱'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-5638195747219976219</id><published>2007-08-04T03:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T03:50:32.361+10:00</updated><title type='text'>pReoccuPied</title><content type='html'>hmm, I'm possibly too engrossed in my little problems. There's so much more to life than that. THanks for your support and concern everyone. I can feel it. I can feel the love from all you guys. thanks. Although I haven't told anyone about the people yet, one day I will.. when i can totally put it behind me.. Love is not a feeling but a behaviour.. I have seen it thru your actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN PULL THRU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps making myself seem really busy so that I wouldn't think about it . It's when the heart is quiet, and the mind is still, thoughts will start to buzz thru my head. The deception I feel from a closest friend, is more than I can bear. Maybe Shier is right, coz you have put your real feelings in it, it wasn't superficial, that is why u feel more anger, and hurt, and disappointment. Oh well, we all go thru such phasese I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;So, after going out with the japanese, going for cell, going for irene's bday, it all still comes back at 346am in the morning. Sighs. I suppose only God can lift me up from this miry clay. But cell was good. Human love fails, but God's love never ever fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was crazy at her party. Alcohol party. but none of us got drunk. I had a couple of cocktails. THen was playing like singstar and wii! DAMN FUN! haha.. ALthough me and ms lau suck at the game that we were tied together and had to jump at the same time! we were E-Couples! AHHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, And i'm TOTALLY exhausted. I need to rest. Like a real rest. not thinking. not dreaming anymore. and back down to reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-5638195747219976219?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/5638195747219976219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=5638195747219976219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5638195747219976219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5638195747219976219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/preoccupied.html' title='pReoccuPied'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-1311776068492029299</id><published>2007-08-03T01:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T01:39:46.565+10:00</updated><title type='text'>偷偷爱着你。。。</title><content type='html'>偷偷爱着你。。 是个痛苦的一件事。但我根本没有选择，因为太害怕感觉改变。。。 我感谢上帝让我遇见你。我会把这一份感情埋藏在心里， 再也不去提着一件事，再也不再奢望什么结果。如果他们在有机会发展下去，我真的会祝福他们。真的。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 说完伤心的事，it's time for happy stuff! Today I was actually having lunch with the 2 people that i Dont really think much of.. The only dental person I knows who reads this is eric! HAHA.. so he's NICE ENOUGH not to spread this.. Like felix and billy. Like honestly, Felix was always like the late one, and Billy to me was like this rude little thing. But today, God showed me a different side of them. SERIOUSLY! I was totally touched. Coz Billy was sharing this verse from Matthew. And Felix was sharing this verse from 1 corinthians 10:13. That is his favourite verse! ahha.. And billy's knowledge is really good as well.. We were talking about Jonah. This guy who refused to accept God's will. and got eaten by a fish. Then he sat in the dark for 3 days until he promised God he'll do His will. And i learnt that Billy is a cell leader too.. And Felix does QT!! he got this book that he hilights all over the book!! Yes.. they are an encouragement to me. COz i've been quite lazy.. sighs.. God showing me all signs man.. Janice is like encouraging me as well to continue with bible study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I hosted Japanese students today! It was an awesome night. We had dinner at correto, then went possum hunting with Nathan Cochrane and his blond gf. And ended the night with Gelato. We saw the southern cross stars tonight. It was not too cold, so praise God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. and time for devotions...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-1311776068492029299?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/1311776068492029299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=1311776068492029299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1311776068492029299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1311776068492029299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='偷偷爱着你。。。'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-3817215761799877521</id><published>2007-07-31T09:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T10:17:41.225+10:00</updated><title type='text'>最爱的尊少。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Rq53l0fffHI/AAAAAAAAABE/h8OINOQPP0w/s1600-h/1997163832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093139720232205426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Rq53l0fffHI/AAAAAAAAABE/h8OINOQPP0w/s320/1997163832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;天啊!吴尊真的好帅！天底下怎么会有那么俊俏的一张脸？I stole that from his blog! haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;geez, spend the whole morning reading his blog! haha. can tell he really love his fans! sighs.. so poor thing. damn busy, no privacy! Don think I'll give up any of those for anything! oh well, maybe i'll give it up for him! hAHAHHA.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a great time just spending time with the full cell group again! hehe. Went to grandma kimchi for dinner and QV max brenna for chocolate. Lame jokes all over again! I absolutely just love it. A de-stress session before going back home again to face all the work load. Patients, treatment planning *erch* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today at clinic, maggie asked "so, tell me seriously... Is eric with you?" Gosh, I almost cut the patient's lip! hahaha.. &gt;pui&lt;&gt; &lt;div&gt;Today kevin morris was surprisingly nice. I regret voting him as the worst demonstrator now! haha.. but he's really cruel at times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it was a fulfilling day for me. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love 吴尊!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/3172672649009746088-3817215761799877521?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/3817215761799877521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=3817215761799877521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3817215761799877521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3817215761799877521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_31.html' title='最爱的尊少。。。'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Rq53l0fffHI/AAAAAAAAABE/h8OINOQPP0w/s72-c/1997163832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-86520374598022444</id><published>2007-07-30T10:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T13:19:38.742+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanilla Malt shake</title><content type='html'>I was demonstrating to sarah that the supashake when it shakes it becomes thicker. then on the side of the carton was this comic strip "Do NOT overshake!" Then i was like... oops.. then rah saw comic strip, then it had a picture of the boy with his arm off.. it's a JOKE! anyway it doesn't taste like horlicks! taste like sweetened condensed milk..HAaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-86520374598022444?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/86520374598022444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=86520374598022444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/86520374598022444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/86520374598022444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/vanilla-malt-shake.html' title='Vanilla Malt shake'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-5306068557746378372</id><published>2007-07-29T00:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T01:05:16.032+10:00</updated><title type='text'>WeLcome Night?</title><content type='html'>Went to church for welcome night. But no new people to welcome. Practically just only the few of us who turned up. But honestly, I think it's the depth of relationship we have with another rather than the width of it. (I mean numbers, my analogy is bad.. ) Everyone longs for a sense of belonging, for someone to accept them. It's good like to have an 'on' grp, but we shldn't forget the others. A listener is impt in the grp. Sorry to all those that have to listen to me grumble! haha.. Thanks. I still love my cell group! hehe.. It's the depth that count!! hehe.. :) Though i honestly felt bored today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drifting apart.. further. I can feel it, but i dunno wat's the reason. Anyway, research is killing me. Too many things on my mind. I need to take it out of my agenda, one by one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Big Chin coming back tmr!!!! can't wait for the full force to be around again! ahha.. Hope she pulled thru alright this time coming home. She's a emotional windbag. But well, she still got us! HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't blogged for so long, coz seriously tired, and busy. Dunno with what. coz no work seem to be done. Even though I just sit in front of the computer.. addicted to minesweeper. Is there some way to del that dumb game?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-5306068557746378372?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/5306068557746378372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=5306068557746378372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5306068557746378372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5306068557746378372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/welcome-night.html' title='WeLcome Night?'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-2781811072161203874</id><published>2007-07-24T23:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T23:43:53.857+10:00</updated><title type='text'>aLphA</title><content type='html'>it's alpha time! hehe. so excited over it. God has put this passion in my heart. I feel terribly happie and at peace. welcoming new ppl. it's great. Hope I can make someone feel at home! I was always worried as a newcomer that I'm too ignorant. Tonight, I have this urge to ask this girl in my grp to come join us for 40 days. I'll ask her. God has spoken to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, thank zhin for her kinder bueno! hahhaa.. Life saver. Kept me awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for my 3rd day in 40 days. I love God. God loves me. Mayb the order shld be the other way around. HEe. but we love each other. All love stemmed from God. And because He so loved the world, He sent his only son for us to die on the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've stopped hosea. Need to get back on track. stopped at chpt 5. Was getting interesting actually. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-2781811072161203874?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/2781811072161203874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=2781811072161203874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/2781811072161203874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/2781811072161203874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/alpha.html' title='aLphA'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-1027021298374695369</id><published>2007-07-23T15:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T15:19:32.593+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fluttering hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v85/hp_wl/Fahrenheit/Snap1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand" height="197" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v85/hp_wl/Fahrenheit/Snap1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh GOSH! Found a cute guy to preoccupy me again. THAT"S HIM------&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;HAHAH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't believe he actually studied in MELBOURNE!!!!.. ARH! same piece of land we were on... 2 years ago! HAHA... Goodness, how come brunei so cute? PLUS smart. haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CUTE!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;addicted to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, no clinics. AGAIN. sian.. ok. random post. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-1027021298374695369?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/1027021298374695369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=1027021298374695369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1027021298374695369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1027021298374695369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/fluttering-hearts.html' title='Fluttering hearts'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-6358756137883548658</id><published>2007-07-22T18:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T18:49:52.340+10:00</updated><title type='text'>how much did i spent?</title><content type='html'>Oh gosh! retail Therapy is awesome! AHHAA. went shopping after church with zhin and kie. Think my mom is going to kill me. I bought a scarf ($15) reduced 50% from duchess. and also a pair of shoes from charles and keith. Very cute pair of ballet flats. and also my 花样少年少女。 by ella and wu zhun. hehe. Quite a nice show. Just tat i've been dl it like from youtube. takes FOREVER&gt;&gt;&gt; so yeah. Almost got a jacket. luckily i stopped myself. so in the end i spend like $75. today. hehe. lunch was abt $12. so yeah.. BROKE officially for the week.  T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's communion was scary. sighs. luckily got everyone to help. Jeffrey was really great. I'm so blur. haha. But at least nothing went TERRIBLY wrong. eh, thanks to everyone in the cell who helped today. Winny, zhin, bryant, ben/eunice and last but not least kieeee. hehe! I love my cell! HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;ok excited abt 40 days of community. WHY NO CELL ON FRIDAY??? sighs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-6358756137883548658?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/6358756137883548658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=6358756137883548658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6358756137883548658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6358756137883548658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-much-did-i-spent.html' title='how much did i spent?'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-1415796090609444556</id><published>2007-07-21T22:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T22:21:36.897+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sighs</title><content type='html'>As a nosh queen, i think i'm getting into trouble. sighs. Work sucks. I'm so sick and tired of work. erm, though i don have the right to say that coz I've been really complacent. But patients dont wanna come. WHAT can I do? praying is all I can do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Evan Almighty this evening. Thoughts came to my mind just now. God will never make anything too tough for us to handle. If He wants us to do something, He'll help us.. secretly. And close doors to those things that wouldn't go according to His plans for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for 40 days of Community. hehe. :) Searching issues is pretty cool. Still on the first chpt though. About suffering. The first most commonly asked question is why is there suffering in this world. God meant for this world to be perfect. So all stemmed from Adam and Eve's sin. But when He comes again, then it will be perfect again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's bible study was cool as well. I think I already mentioned in the previous post. haha. It has a positive effect.&lt;br /&gt;And also Hosea hosea. haa. School starting for melb uni ppl. So PRAYING for them as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-1415796090609444556?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/1415796090609444556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=1415796090609444556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1415796090609444556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1415796090609444556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/sighs.html' title='sighs'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-5432961908604996987</id><published>2007-07-20T23:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T23:41:55.532+10:00</updated><title type='text'>为什么？</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i ask myself why do i always get tangled up and fail with relationships. Maybe it's the problem lies with ME. I know I always tend to blame others. Like, "why did she do this, or why did he do that?" I feel there is no 'trust'. And a sense of betrayal, maybe plus jealousy. and it seems like a hidden agenda. or maybe just trying to be kind. or too afraid I'll be pissed off, or upset. It boggles my mind. I've been thinking about it. Too long. for much too long. I've been putting it off, telling myself that i'm just oversensitive. I try to tel myself now that I don really care. I don feel anything anymore. but maybe deep down i still do. Now i don really know. If something happens, I think I'll have to leave. Leave, away from the same friends that we know. Maybe that's how God wants it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i wanted to quote this example:&lt;br /&gt;This person A said "It's your friend(C), so I can't be too close to C. coz it's an indirect friend." But person A can be totally close to person B. So much so that it seems, they are much closer. By the way person B is A's indirect friend too. Am I over possesive? But why can't all of us be good friends? why is 3 always a crowd? I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still marvel at myself for being able to conceal my feelings so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, sorry for this morbid post. People who care to read may think I'm going mad. But i'm not. don worry. I do this from time to time. Get mad. Depressed. Frustrated with life. Anyway, I know that people I'm talking about in this post will not read this. So, I feel safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-5432961908604996987?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/5432961908604996987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=5432961908604996987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5432961908604996987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5432961908604996987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='为什么？'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-3866956862703295766</id><published>2007-07-19T22:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T22:40:34.228+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ICHIBAN!</title><content type='html'>ooh!! more good news today! zhin got her MATHS 2 results back! she ask me to guess how much she got! i so scared to guess.. it's like i'm getting my results! but PRAISE GOD!! she got 97!! siao! N-I-N-E-T-Y-S-E-V-E-N! i think i haven got tat mark since mayb primary one! haha.. but good lar! she say she has been relying on God so much! hee.. it's really like wow! haha. mayb she found her niche! maths! aHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes, and we went for alpha leaders tonight. It was great. Honestly Andi has demonstrated himself as a good leader. Today Nicky was emphasising on listening. Eh, have to learn to be a good listener. And honestly, when I first joined alpha, i never thought i'll be on the other end, helping out. Like what he said in the video, hopefully, the ppl who come to alpha become helpers, then the helpers become leaders, and leaders form their small home group (cell group). That would be encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. getting my haircut tmr! so scared. hehe. rah will be there! hehe. anyway let's see what happens. And pray..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-3866956862703295766?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/3866956862703295766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=3866956862703295766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3866956862703295766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3866956862703295766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/ichiban.html' title='ICHIBAN!'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-4778996979734032753</id><published>2007-07-16T11:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T11:44:01.714+10:00</updated><title type='text'>peels</title><content type='html'>Went for the first face peel today. Was prickly to start with. but not it's alright. Apparently a 20% glycolic acid peel to start off with for 2 mins. It was like a 2 mins procedure for $30. And it was sort of like slapping more neostrata of higher concentration on my face. That was abt it. But now, my face is really dry, especially round the cheek region. Can't really smile also, coz i'll feel like the skin on my face would pop off. and there's nothing to smile for anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QT has been okie. Hosea 1, though I dont really understand where is all the places. First it was Jehu, then Judah. Are these all places in Israel? God must be really filled with wrath to want to punish His people. Anyway, today is starting of chapter 2. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-4778996979734032753?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/4778996979734032753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=4778996979734032753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4778996979734032753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4778996979734032753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/peels.html' title='peels'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-5138934594266467425</id><published>2007-07-15T15:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T16:03:57.688+10:00</updated><title type='text'>boarding.</title><content type='html'>wow. just came back from Mt Bulla yst. damn tired. It was a great day. Weather was great. But really cold. Only -3.3 degrees, according to our escort. Didn't feel that cold though. Mayb our ski jackets were really great! haha. On our way up, it was the first time is saw cars covered with snow! All the cars looked the same after tat coz all covered up with snow. U can actually tell how long the car has been parked there for judging by the amount of snow on the car. heh :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway boarding is crazy. It wasn't that difficult, but i kept falling. Haven't got the hang of it. Huichuan say i'm too afraid to go fast, and I keep thinking I'm going to fall, so she say nvm one, fall then fall lar. Actually, I'm not afraid of falling, coz i keep falling anyway. I just cant help but fall. Keep losing the balance. But i'm glad i'm the kind that if i fall, i'll just keep trying. I'll pick myself up and go again. Seriously, it's nothing like falling with skis. Falling with skis is just absolutely horrendous. Coz of the weight of the skis, and the skis pop off when u fall, so those could be left on top of the hill, and your bum at the bottome of the hill, so u gotta climb up to get the skis. AND it's TERRIBLE trying to put on skis on slopey ground. coz one leg would start moving first. snow board easily u can pick yourself up again.&lt;br /&gt;I think i've been picking myself up more than i was boarding, which explains the sore arms instead of the sore legs! haa.&lt;br /&gt;I have to remind myself that i'm a christian daily, every single moment. Only God knows my heart. I can appear everything I am, but only God knows my heart. I pray for Him to change me inside out. I think i'll start with Hosea. Today's sermon was really applicable. We have to be patient and kind. P-A-T-I-E-N-T. REALLY APPLICABLE. it's like God was speaking to me directly. I LOVE church. hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;Ok, gotta start my studies already.&lt;br /&gt;Got a sore throat again.. T______T&lt;br /&gt;More honey and lemon i suppose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-5138934594266467425?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/5138934594266467425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=5138934594266467425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5138934594266467425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/5138934594266467425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/boarding.html' title='boarding.'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-6798140281157528302</id><published>2007-07-13T15:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T15:37:17.695+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a LivinG B***ch</title><content type='html'>Feeling disappointed in myself all over again. It was the kind of expectations I set for myself in life, something that i dont' want to be. But it's the trap that i fall into. The humanly disgusting sort of feelings. Like jealousy, selfishness, pride, pettiness, basically a living bit**h. if u still haven got the wheel-of-fortune from the title. Well, but i sorted out the matter, which makes me happy, but then again, I'll have to constantly remind myself. NatAliAAA.. Probably i've been drifting from God as well. Haven't been to church this week! But i'll push myself to go for cell this week. Even if i haven't prepared, it's good to share. Maybe today's cell would motivate me a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was raining again today. Sighs, this time no mommy to remind me to bring umbrella. so was basically drenched in the noon rain. Having a hot cup of coffee and warming my little toes up now. Waiting for the rain to subside a little before going to medibank to get my $60 back! then go shopping. Sighs, the sound of the rain and the cars splashing pass the roads... rings a melancholic tune in my head. I should snap out of this mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Dad's bday. hmm, He's 56 this year. But he's wiser than his age! hahah! And i wanna say I really love him. my prayer for him this year, is the same as every other year. That he would come to christ one day and truly believe in His power and not being sceptical.&lt;br /&gt;I love you dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minion:  a worker of low rank. just learnt a new word today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-6798140281157528302?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/6798140281157528302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=6798140281157528302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6798140281157528302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6798140281157528302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-living-bch.html' title='I&apos;m a LivinG B***ch'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-4047925841879214599</id><published>2007-07-12T11:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T11:40:00.873+10:00</updated><title type='text'>wondering. wandering.</title><content type='html'>Being aimless is very scary in life. So i decided to plan out my life! I made a new attempt at being organised again. hehe :) so i've got a new notebook. Hopefully will rest my messed-up brains. Seriously, keep getting myself double-booked. Finally got down to making an appt at renaissance with chi-su-na. hehe.. Couldn't pronounce her name properly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching 200 pounds beauty yet over again in uni. As usual, lectures got cancelled. So ended up you-tubing in com lab. Shu'an next to me now. Reading bible. And the fat girl on my youtube screen is frantically pulling out the tape from her cassette! HAHA.. lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shu'an just added me on her msn, and blocked me! haha. her whole list is blocked. hah except her family! hehe. that's one thing i learnt today! hehe. so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's all for now. boring life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-4047925841879214599?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/4047925841879214599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=4047925841879214599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4047925841879214599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/4047925841879214599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/wondering-wandering.html' title='wondering. wandering.'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-6702580068036148185</id><published>2007-07-10T00:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T00:28:07.413+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;First thing in the morning, bryant announced his survival! haha.. He passed, with one H1! 神经病！haha. but happie.. seriously it's prayers and of course God's grace. It's amazing to see how God works in a person's life. always refreshes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, I need guidance too. Especially if i were to stay in aus or not. Opinions have been given. but I put in all in God's hands. As His servant, i'll go where He commands. Too many uncertainties in life would burden a person, so i'll unload mine on the almighty Father and let Him take care of everything :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to eat breakfast today, coz so used to dad making oats and honey for me. sobz. Don worry, no tears anymore. My face is damn dry from all the ethanol.&lt;br /&gt;ok, nights, tmr got lecture. and meeting with Rebecca Wong for the GP log sheets, and i only got 18 signatures for attendance. (P.S. Hc has 41. HAHAHHA) going to do naughty stuff tmr.. hehe..forge signatures mayb. Please forgive me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-6702580068036148185?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/6702580068036148185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=6702580068036148185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6702580068036148185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6702580068036148185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/praise-god-first-thing-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-8065903215125903029</id><published>2007-07-08T23:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T08:06:40.516+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RpDttFgFXxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4E9x5ipYL2s/s1600-h/DSCN1266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084825338127933202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RpDttFgFXxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4E9x5ipYL2s/s320/DSCN1266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was from the day before. Amy and Gina are leaving to go to KOREA! my korean friends are gone! it was such an amazin time. coz we were just spending time together. When it was time for me to leave, I felt that i couldn't. Coz i knew that i wldn't be seeing them again!! hee, but i promised Amy that mayb i'll visit her in KOREA! hahaha.. anyway i got a korean name. which sort of meant i'm a door. eh, more like a dork! haha.. farewell, my dearest ching-guu (erm, however u spell that)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RpDttVgFXyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/XsaPrRqG6aA/s1600-h/DSCN1276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084825342422900514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RpDttVgFXyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/XsaPrRqG6aA/s320/DSCN1276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ooh, and this is the bday girl! Haa.. it is like 07/07/07. hee.. so cool! had dinner at a mexican restaurant with a gigantic cup of margarita. huge man! 1.4L. geez, they got her a foot massage. haha. Although i just stayed for a little bit, i'm sorry madeleine. coz my parents were here and they were leaving the nxt day. so yar, only could just come and eat cake! hee. ooh, the cake was awesom! shu'an made it. damn nice. hehe. but my tiramisu also nice! ahahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;ok tat's so far it... gotta go eat breakfast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-8065903215125903029?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/8065903215125903029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=8065903215125903029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/8065903215125903029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/8065903215125903029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-was-from-day-before.html' title=''/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RpDttFgFXxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4E9x5ipYL2s/s72-c/DSCN1266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-7381999939975640330</id><published>2007-07-08T17:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T17:52:00.923+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>T________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a kid tt cannot control my emotions. Crying from airport back to city in the shuttle bus. goodness. Tears just kept flowing. We had a hudson's coffee before they left. And they actually 'send' me off, coz they scared i dunno where to take the bus. sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was alright by the time i reached southern cross. Then i went to DFO to walk around. Couldn't really concentrate. My head was like throbbing from those tears still. And then I walked to the city. The cold wind was good. Refreshing my heated up face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when i got home, that's bad too. The moment into the toilet, tears started flowing again. and snorting away in the shower as well.. i hope hc didn't hear that. if not she dare not bathe in the toilet anymore. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i came out, hc hugged, then of coz tears flow. Then when i packed my lunch, which mommy cooked just before she left, tears rolled down again. Useless eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i've got a bad headache now. Gotta have dinner and sleep. Replenish all the energy and prepare for lectures tmr again. sighs......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-7381999939975640330?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/7381999939975640330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=7381999939975640330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/7381999939975640330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/7381999939975640330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/tt-i-feel-like-kid-tt-cannot-control-my.html' title=''/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-6358242652666135683</id><published>2007-07-06T11:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T12:17:22.121+10:00</updated><title type='text'>200 pounds Beauty</title><content type='html'>Was watching this show on youtube. coz nD's msn nick was recommending it.&lt;br /&gt;I empathize with her, and at the same time i can relate to her. The guy is such a jerk. How he leads her on. Raising her hopes, only to let her fall harder. And the worst thing is she still wanna thank him for letting her feel love.&lt;br /&gt;And the show is so funny!! made me burst out loving in the computer lab. Scences like when her father just plok on thecar window. Then there's this part when she made multiple copies of the blackmailing tape! HAR! damn funny! "Your jawbone will drop"LOL! The dumb motorcyclist! HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;And the songs are really nice. Especially Star (byul) by her. the lyrics are beautiful as well! i wanna sing like her and look like her! she's so pretty! Kim ah joong. She looks a little like shuqi from certain angles. and a bit like dawn yeo! ahaaa.. talking to rah, and she thinks so too.&lt;br /&gt;oh so disappointing. I just found out she has plastic done. But i suppose then she can really relate to the show and act it out so well! THERE'S HOPE! HAHA. so skinny. gosh. When she's fat she really look like when she's fat in that show.&lt;br /&gt;ok gtg do my research. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-6358242652666135683?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/6358242652666135683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=6358242652666135683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6358242652666135683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/6358242652666135683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/200-pounds-beauty.html' title='200 pounds Beauty'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-8634161972086184060</id><published>2007-07-06T00:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T01:04:32.855+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ikea... and ... forgiveness...</title><content type='html'>Mom, dad and i went to ikea today. we spend like the whole afternoon there. my dad was so tired he was sleeping and waiting for us while we decide which box to get! haa. he can't believe 2 ladies can take sooo long to decide which type to get. hee, i felt like a kid again today. my mom refused to buy the cheap bedsheet for me (only $19)! then i pulled a long face. then i stuck with my daddy. then finally my mom bought! HAHAHHHA.. then happy again! :) We had the cheap hotdog bun, hee. i love ikea! i think i'll really miss them when they're gone. sighs. always hide in the room and think only. no actions to show tt i miss them. asian gua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends hurt you, but true friends hurt with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that song we always sing together? 有你真好?&lt;br /&gt;Remember the lyrics ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我有你真好  你能让烦恼变的 渺小&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我遇见一个最懂我~的人  我会提醒自己  把这份爱收好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am thinking of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我有你真好 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;只要牵着你的手 就知道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我不是一个人在这世界停靠  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;因为我拥有你  在我心里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;take care my dear friend.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-8634161972086184060?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/8634161972086184060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=8634161972086184060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/8634161972086184060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/8634161972086184060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/ikea-and-forgiveness.html' title='ikea... and ... forgiveness...'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-1424800163143813345</id><published>2007-07-04T21:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T21:21:39.706+10:00</updated><title type='text'>some wrong info</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RouCalgFXwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RlaHkC-zY0g/s1600-h/P171_30__spra_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083299997672627970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 74px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" height="247" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RouCalgFXwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RlaHkC-zY0g/s320/P171_30__spra_l.jpg" width="63" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RouBJFgFXvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/j-uDGnITiWo/s1600-h/P561_suns_cgel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083298597513289458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RouBJFgFXvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/j-uDGnITiWo/s320/P561_suns_cgel.jpg" border="0" /&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;eh, it's sunsense gel from EGO, not hamilton. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if you feel like too much alcohol is drying out your skin, try HAMILTON sunspray spf 30. &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;I was reading ben's blog. makes u wanna fall in love. HAHAH. so sweet. I doubt he's a blog stalker, so can prob talk abt him and he doesn't know. Actually, whatever eunice is doing reminds me of my mom. haha. Sighs, mommy's love will never die. neither does her nagging. I think i'll miss them like crazy when they leave this sunday. I dowan sunday to come.. NOOoooo.. Feel all choked up thinking about this. Luckily, door closed, in hc's room, pretending to be studious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huichuan is coming back this friday. But leaving me AGAIN, for 5 weeks. F-I-V-E weeks in august!!! she's going to london. then msia. so sad :( That time probably i'll be busy with hospital rotations. spending a lonely life... looking at pus filled cavities in emergency care, looking at cases of oral negligence. yulks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is playing computer games, and my dad is sleeping. what a usual routine. sighs. I dunno where else to bring them to at night.&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/3172672649009746088-1424800163143813345?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/1424800163143813345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=1424800163143813345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1424800163143813345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1424800163143813345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/some-wrong-info.html' title='some wrong info'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RouCalgFXwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RlaHkC-zY0g/s72-c/P171_30__spra_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-1376062007589633776</id><published>2007-07-04T11:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T16:44:04.755+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A new resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I wonder how long i can keep up this skin care regime for. Apparently it's because of genes+Anyway some skin tips for ppl out there...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;DON'T use toner. apparently that clogs up pores. Not very good for acne skin. All those little oil blops on your skin are all part and parcel of acne. Acne is basically all your black heads, white heads (pimples) and those that haven't popped out (looks like little oil blops).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use cetaphil. Nothing else. no moisturizer/anything that clog up pores. Cetaphil can be used as a moisturizer/make-up remover/cleanser. and not the&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; GREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Ros_9VgFXuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/OrUhUl6sJG8/s1600-h/img_gentle_cleanser_seal.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083226927394021090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="216" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Ros_9VgFXuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/OrUhUl6sJG8/s320/img_gentle_cleanser_seal.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;one. only the blue one, as seen below. Only cost like less than $20 for the 1L bottle! Dirt cheap compared with all those expensive cleanser we buy. Seriously Cetaphil shld pay me for advertising! hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OH yes, and sunscreen GEL! to prevent pimples. This time get the green one from hamilton. As recommended. spf 30. Prevents pigmentation and aging.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was pretty shocked when i found out that we shldn't use toner. Hiakz, anyway now we all know... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yes, if my skin improves, then i'll recommend you the doc. haha. if not ... well, I helped you save some money. It's not all that cheap to see a dermatologist in Melbourne. I hope this helps.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And my pigmentation is going to cost me a bomb. eh, he hasn't told me the cost of it yet, probably didn't wanna scare me on my initial consult. Let's see how we go with all the rest of it. Too much to take in...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And my case presentation is still a flop! Now, both my main AND backup patient has fallen ill.. sighs, cold and all that. I feel sorry for them, but i feel more sorry for myself. well, need to get cranked up. bzzzzz... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok folks, oh yeah, zhin and rah came with me. Thanks guys! hope we all learn something from tat. THough he was speaking like really quickly. I'm glad we have nurses. haha :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-1376062007589633776?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/1376062007589633776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=1376062007589633776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1376062007589633776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1376062007589633776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-resolution.html' title='A new resolution'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/Ros_9VgFXuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/OrUhUl6sJG8/s72-c/img_gentle_cleanser_seal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-3963461592858559874</id><published>2007-07-03T18:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T18:57:35.521+10:00</updated><title type='text'>gym is good!</title><content type='html'>eh, finally managed to get my ass down to the gym. Even though I didn't have clinic today, I was a BUM! trying desperately to make my blog spot readible~ hhaa.. then fell asleep at 130pm. after my own lunch, coz my dad cooked. I told you if my dad cook i'll be skinny! haha :)&lt;br /&gt;Then at 4pm when sleepy me finally wakes up, more arnott's slices, then off to gym! Oh gosh i tried sarah's regime of 8secs quick cycling and then rest of the minute normal cycling. I could only go for 15mins. My arse was crammed! i'm serious! no joke man! haha.. thanks rah! hope it's gd! need to get in shape for ski trip! haa..&lt;br /&gt;did i tell you about my dream? i dreamt of Pastor Bob without eye sockets! mayb coz i was looking at this picture in Max/fac book. yulkz.. gross. He was telling me something about authority, then when he turned around.. NO EYES!! nightmares. then i dreamt that me and my dad played golf. My dad is someone who never plays golf! hahahah!!&lt;br /&gt;ok going for dinner. mom is nagging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-3963461592858559874?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/3963461592858559874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=3963461592858559874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3963461592858559874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3963461592858559874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/gym-is-good.html' title='gym is good!'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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-3172672649009746088.post-1866887917468061912</id><published>2007-07-03T10:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T10:50:14.926+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RomWRlgFXsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5rgG5L6ijaY/s1600-h/med_lee-hyo-ri-bazaar-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082758883332939458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RomWRlgFXsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5rgG5L6ijaY/s320/med_lee-hyo-ri-bazaar-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at that! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DREAM BOD!&lt;/span&gt; sighs. with all the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Arnott's mint sliceS&lt;/span&gt; i'm eating at 12am, it's not happpening! geez, i need to get in shape. THe jawlines are expanding, hips bursting. GOsh! Cravings of mint slices stemmed from Ben!! Coz he has been telling me how he could finish a bag at one go. and safeway was selling it really cheap for like $1.68. aiyo, i shld stop being AUNTY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RomXtlgFXtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bYEs5R1CsBM/s1600-h/13332_1[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082760463880904402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RomXtlgFXtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bYEs5R1CsBM/s320/13332_1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND THIS! i want my hair like tat. comments anyone?? haha :) &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;But I'm perfect in God's eyes. That's such a comforting thought. Can you imagine we'll all look PERFECT?! better than angels! haha. But if we were to die, can we look Him in the eyes and tell Him i've done wat you've ask me to? I probably can't. I always believed that if I could, that's the time when I'll be in heaven, next to Him. People pass by our lives everday, but how many have we touched? At the end of my walk, how many ppl would say that I've been in their lives? I really wonder... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ecclesiastes 11:7-8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Light is sweet, and it pleases the eyes to seee the sun. 8. However, many years a man myay live, let him enjoy them all. But let him remember the days of darkness for they will be many. Everything to come is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;meaningless&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if you're down and out, remember that God is here. Faith!! He promises that there'll be sun after the clouds. So banish your anxiety from your heart. Focus on Him. And remember His goodness. &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/3172672649009746088-1866887917468061912?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/1866887917468061912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=1866887917468061912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1866887917468061912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/1866887917468061912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-dreams.html' title='my dreams'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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/_Ue1uCb1UikE/RomWRlgFXsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5rgG5L6ijaY/s72-c/med_lee-hyo-ri-bazaar-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172672649009746088.post-3652190496728760525</id><published>2007-07-02T23:17:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T23:22:35.594+10:00</updated><title type='text'>after a day of hard work...</title><content type='html'>Gosh! I spent like almost 5hours on this dumb blog. why? I think I'm bored! Too much happening in my life and it's time to jot down in a way I can look back and laugh at my own childish experiences and expeditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I need to sit for my IELTS test. so time to start practising. I hope I'm making the right decisions. I've always asked God to guid me, but He hasn't shown clear signs. I'm still praying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad are here. Have been eating quite healthily, but a lot more. and too little gyming. I can see the love handles popping off, all thanks to mom's oily cooking. If my dad is cooking i'm sure i'll be thin as stick. AHHA.. boiled everything (including brinjals YULKZ). But i'll miss them when they're gone, but now they're sort of getting a little on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, keep a lookout. mayb something exciting will happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3172672649009746088-3652190496728760525?l=faithspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/feeds/3652190496728760525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3172672649009746088&amp;postID=3652190496728760525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3652190496728760525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172672649009746088/posts/default/3652190496728760525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithspirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/after-day-of-hard-work.html' title='after a day of hard work...'/><author><name>n@+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09932281076904277895</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></feed>
