<?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-36295884</id><updated>2011-11-01T18:50:02.690-07:00</updated><category term='moulding'/><title type='text'>Stepping up, Stepping out to make a difference</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-4178770864305297751</id><published>2009-11-16T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:03:02.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;One life at a time&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Shakes off dust, wipe here, wipe there....*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Ahhh! Thats better!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Starting next Jan, i will be a full-time teacher, and subsequently will be posted for NIE training if all goes well. Many people have asked me about my new course in life, and looking back at this year, i must say the changes have been great. Without His presence in my life, i wouldn't be able to overcome. Thank you for the support of my CG members/leaders and Esther =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;A short summary of this year's proceedings&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(last year Nov/Dec)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i already knew i was not doing well in engineering, and i was looking to pursue my interest in arts and design. Having put in my best effort, i knew i was not in the course for me, and i sought advice among friends, leaders, lecturers. As i have an interest in product design, i started on developing my portfolio for the course submission. But somehow, i felt i needed more depth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I met a friend, Miss JJ, at a prayer meeting. She then introduced me to a girl who was in the course i wanted to apply to. Through our friendship, and common interest in arts and design, we became very good friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Jan----Apr)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We slowly discovered we had more similar interests and shared more chemistry in many areas of our lives. When i submitted my portfolio, i felt a calling to enroll in School of Theology. I wanted to build up my life and make an impact in the area of arts and design. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(April----August)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Many areas of my life began to dealt with. Areas where i needed to change. Heart that needs to be moulded. Self-esteem that needs to be raised. Confidence to stand my ground and speak. Everyday is a day that enlarged my personality and strengthened me, for my calling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Let your dreams chase you*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My submission to NTU ADM, and NUS did not go through. For a while, i felt lost and upset. Yet, the above quote began to act in my life. It was a time where my dream began to RE-appear to me, that is to really make a impact in the youth...refer to my previous posts=) Through the thick, saturated presence of God everyday, this became vividly clear in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(August---end Sept)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I submitted my application to 2 courses. One is NIE, the other is Lasalle Design. I did remarkably well for both interviews, and they both offered me a vacancy. Boy, was i challenged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Sept----Now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Looking back at my choice, i knew i made the better one. I find furfillment in making a difference in the young ones, and i believe it is of no coincidence my cg is gaining more substantial youth dynamics. I really hope i can be a good mentor to them and to help them reach their potential in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5 Trust in the LORD with all your heart, And lean not on your own understanding; 6 In all your ways acknowledge Him, And He shall direct[&lt;a title="See footnote a" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=36295884#fen-NKJV-16462a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;] your paths. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I thank Him for His presence in my life, for the blessings of my family, CG, and my gf. They make this road a joy =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-4178770864305297751?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/4178770864305297751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=4178770864305297751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/4178770864305297751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/4178770864305297751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-life-at-time-shakes-off-dust-wipe.html' title=''/><author><name>member 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-3474543175433686653</id><published>2009-03-18T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T06:39:08.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To thank God for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Him, who have led me in creating my portfolio these 3 months, which has turned out to be quite good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;His miraculous ways, in encouraging me to pursue my dreams in life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;His blessings of people, who have made such a great impact in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-3474543175433686653?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/3474543175433686653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=3474543175433686653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/3474543175433686653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/3474543175433686653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-so-much-to-thank-god-for-him-who.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-3205824492894805242</id><published>2009-02-18T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T04:06:37.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A man must&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Guide, guard, govern. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Upcoming tasks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) Spirit-SOT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2) Physical impression-gym/running everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3) Mental-reading of self-help books everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4) Financial-tuition assignments/part-time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Build up an empire from the hard work of every single day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Faith without works is dead. Live up to my promises. Live up to God's plan for me to be a man of God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-3205824492894805242?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/3205824492894805242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=3205824492894805242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/3205824492894805242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/3205824492894805242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2009/02/man-must-guide-guard-govern.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-3162918201512744192</id><published>2009-02-12T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T07:23:31.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;一樣的月光, 因你而發光 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/72wzOjhbqF0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/72wzOjhbqF0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;让我们一起发光吧! :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-3162918201512744192?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/3162918201512744192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=3162918201512744192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/3162918201512744192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/3162918201512744192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-11470992372866203</id><published>2009-02-01T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:47:07.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I believe&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can. Even if theres a high wall placed in front of me, i will just climb over it. Every fall i make trying to climb over it will change me for the better. The reward at the other end is worth it. I will not give up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BUpEe2OEhCA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BUpEe2OEhCA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-11470992372866203?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/11470992372866203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=11470992372866203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/11470992372866203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/11470992372866203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-believe-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-3363254959711076841</id><published>2009-01-22T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T06:36:23.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carry the cross&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Many of my friends have already known what happened to me. That i am preparing for my portfolio for submission to adm and taking a semester break from school. As for those who din noe, i think i am hearing a wow=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes, after much silence in this blog, finally the news is out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is my vision, my dream. To be a product designer that makes products that create a positive impact in the society. It was a big step of faith when i said a firm yes to myself for wanting to go in this path. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God has shown Himself faithful in many areas. So much has happened these few months that i am amazed that how much God can do with what little there is in human eyes. And i am grateful for what has happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Put God 1st and ALL the rest shall be added on to me. ALL means......? Yes, much is expected of me, defintely. But there is always a way. No doubt about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I will run and WIN this race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-3363254959711076841?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/3363254959711076841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=3363254959711076841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/3363254959711076841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/3363254959711076841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2009/01/carry-cross-many-of-my-friends-have.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-5320644122766180212</id><published>2008-11-29T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T20:35:15.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who cares if I am facing some life issues right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everything is going to be all right. As long as i live my life right. Just happened to rewatch this video in Oprah's show, and felt a sense of security from the Holy Spirit. If this guy can maintain a positive outlook even in the midst of his extreme trials, then so can i! Be positive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R9ya9BXClRw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R9ya9BXClRw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS. I loved the part about his mum telling him his dad was fighting a war at the same age he was struggling with his PHD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-5320644122766180212?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/5320644122766180212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=5320644122766180212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/5320644122766180212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/5320644122766180212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/11/who-cares-if-i-am-facing-some-life.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-5869673329346045773</id><published>2008-11-28T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T18:25:41.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emotional control and self -management&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Reached for a book called "Emotional Intelligence" by Christine Wilding yesterday. Been particularly useful in identifying the grey areas of my life, and brought to light many aspects of how my emotions can actually affect how i perform in my life. It speaks of how a good emotional well-being lead to proper self management and thus self-excellence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"It really doesn't matter how people say or do things to you. It matters how you respond."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just felt there could be more room for me to control my temperament. Being aware of what is at work, the emotional or the rational part. Looking past the things beyond my control and keeping a positive outlook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3 chapters finished, and still running on! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/STCnD2JUQlI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xD8wNULcx2s/s1600-h/9780340950067.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273899470757588946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/STCnoFegb9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/pynD0BAh214/s320/9780340950067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-5869673329346045773?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/5869673329346045773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=5869673329346045773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/5869673329346045773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/5869673329346045773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/11/emotional-control-and-self-management.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/STCnoFegb9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/pynD0BAh214/s72-c/9780340950067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-8178552052677691127</id><published>2008-11-28T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T04:49:24.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never belittle your testimony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Actually my house has been under renovation since 25th, due to many leaking pipes and short circuits. Quite an expected result, i should say, after staying here since sec3. Wow, thats like 9 years! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As there was a need to fix a pipe that was leaking in the bathroom, we had to use another room to bathe. We used hot water from an electric kettle and added it to tubs of pipe water. Well then, something quite disastrous happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As i was filling the kettle with cold water for boiling, it splashed on the electric connections. It was then dried with paper and we thought it would be ok. Unexpectedly, it caused a short circuit and my upper storey lost power. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I recalled CC's testimony about the reviving of laptop, so i as i tried various methods, and finally decided on using my hair dryer to dry it, i trusted God for provision of hot water. "Ask and you shall be given." Indeed He is faithful, and the kettle began to work properly again! YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How great is our God! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-8178552052677691127?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/8178552052677691127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=8178552052677691127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/8178552052677691127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/8178552052677691127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/11/never-belittle-your-testimony-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-9124137319363582603</id><published>2008-11-27T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T06:48:02.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My 2nd day as a free man &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to national library today. Spent some quality time with myself, understanding myself and indulged in what the area has to offer. Must say it was time well spent. Went to read some X-men comics, and then proceeded to drawings and 3d programming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just felt an urge to want to equip myself in skills i wanted. I always felt frustrated that i have great tools like photoshop and adobe programs but i am not utilising it well. I don't particularly like my blogskin also. Hence i borrowed a book on photoshop and i am now working on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But beyond that, i kind of enjoy the scenic quiet time today. Looking at all the great books by CS Lewis and others in the 2nd hand book store, i felt it would be a great to enrich myself. Making an effort to pick up reading once again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-9124137319363582603?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/9124137319363582603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=9124137319363582603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/9124137319363582603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/9124137319363582603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-2nd-day-as-free-man-went-to-national.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-408052872331879247</id><published>2008-10-22T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:29:42.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Destiny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw a secondary school mate on the MRT today. Chatted from outram park all the way to sengkang, and i found out that he actually have been staying a few blocks from me all these years. In my opinion, he was one of the super duper students who got super duper excellent results in school. In terms of the similar subjects that we took, he was always at least on par or better than i was, and certainly scored well in exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the start of today, I told myself its going to be a good day. I keep confessing this and i just felt the still voice telling me that today will be special. Indeed it is. I felt that the main reason why i had felt so lousy was that i was filled with negative thoughts. To me it was pretty illogical to say its fine when its visually not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith is the evidence of things unseen; things hope for. The only way to prevent God's blessing upon my life is to not believe i will be blessed. Only i can restrict my future, my destiny. Hence, i say now to the mountain to be cast upon the sea. I can and I will succeed, because He is with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days, I began to see more clearly why i placed in NTU and not elsewhere, despite my humble beginnings and repeated failures. Couldnt have made it here without Him. I must believe i can continue, and let my life be an inspiration to those who had known me all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I CAN DO IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-408052872331879247?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/408052872331879247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=408052872331879247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/408052872331879247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/408052872331879247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/10/destiny-i-just-saw-secondary-school.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-4108376127813350944</id><published>2008-10-19T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T00:29:21.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upset. Worried. Anxious. So many feelings. So alone. Seems like after my JC days, everything seems to be in a mess. Lost my confidence in maths, physics, blahhh, cant stand looking at them for more than 1 hr without listening to music or look at some photos. But, 24days to my 1st paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Believe. You must believe," says the still voice inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i boldly wrote down what i wanted for my life, my future. And its freaking impossible to achieve through natural means. I wrote that I wanted to go to Arts, Design and Media school. But if i really believe, i believe that will come true through supernatural means. (btw i fell in love with the adm library almost instanteously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so confusing. What i want vs what i could do with what i have. Man, so PEK CEK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-4108376127813350944?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/4108376127813350944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=4108376127813350944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/4108376127813350944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/4108376127813350944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/10/believe-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-8384859360825533304</id><published>2008-09-14T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T03:01:12.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ending the drought&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Started to reblog now since i am facing a mind block in my lab report. I started giving bs a few weeks ago and i must say i have been extremely blessed. The Word of life seemed almost to be teaching me while i was teaching. Had glimpses of a friend and brother who once gaved me bs every sat afternoon. Felt his sacrifice and love when i began to did the same thing he did for me. Its wonderful and i will keep this fire going. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"When you give bs, you are not just teaching the Word. You are imparting &lt;em&gt;values!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, on a more personal note, i just like to share that i am looking for the series on "choosing the right partner" by Pastor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;3 things i learned from Mr J&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your gf &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; first be your &lt;em&gt;best&lt;/em&gt; friend"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"Your gf &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; be someone you are convinced will be your wife"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even if one backslides, the other &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; still keep the faith"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I believe its never too late to start preparing my mind and spirit for the one He planned for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-8384859360825533304?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/8384859360825533304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=8384859360825533304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/8384859360825533304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/8384859360825533304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/09/ending-drought-started-to-reblog-now.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-6262166231493846855</id><published>2008-07-12T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T09:12:32.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trusting the Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God really is always on time, never early nor late. Really felt the tangible presence of God today as i surrendered my anxieties and worries through worship. Pastor Kong preached about how an ordinary man could make such a great difference in the lives of others and in the nation. If God could make him a world shaker, then the same God who lives in me can make me one too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As i placed a heartfelt offering into the envelope, i wrote down what I wanted to see in the future. I believe if I lean upon Him for strength and wisdom, they will come to pass. All the best for you too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-6262166231493846855?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/6262166231493846855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=6262166231493846855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/6262166231493846855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/6262166231493846855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/07/trusting-lord-god-really-is-always-on.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-5994099169075503271</id><published>2008-06-12T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:31:24.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;T.A.F vs F.A.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;T-think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A-act&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;F-feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is important how we prioritise our life. Do we think first, act, and then feel? Or is it we do it the other way round, relying on our feelings to make choices in life? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its difficult. Really. Many times I knew certain things need to be done but have failed to carry them out. Sometimes I make choices based on my emotions at that particular moment. And not all yielded positive results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But this is what it means to be tough. T-A-F. Be a man. Do it the other way round makes me fat. F.A.T. And lazy people harvest nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The above is adapted from a Mens' meeting recently. Hope this helps any readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-5994099169075503271?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/5994099169075503271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=5994099169075503271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/5994099169075503271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/5994099169075503271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/06/t.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-2217957827334785842</id><published>2008-05-24T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T22:37:35.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Sunday morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Drove my dad's car for the 2nd time now. Much smoother and stable. Had beakfast at Ang Mo Kio area and then went Tampines Mall to get some stuff. Then Dad sent me to Compasspoint where i went to Popular for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Went to the Christian Books corner to look at any interesting ones. Saw this really nice looking girl standing at the shelf opposite mine. Clean, neat short hair, dyed with gold. Have a fit and moderatly well built figure. Had an aura of confidence, socialbility and a strong desire to read . She was also looking at Christian Books and i had the feeling she is from a megachurch also, perhaps a leader or a helper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I found myself stealing glances while i looked at the books in my shelf. For a while i felt like some main character from a novel, where the unaware female lead is in facing the guy in the same library, separated by a bookshelf. I kind of remembered the story Mr.K told me that he met 2 korean girls in National Library and brought them to church. I wondered how he did it, and just toyed with idea of walking up to her and saying hi. Ha maybe i should work on my communictaion skills more and start to develop more interest for reading again. Story ends when she disappeared when i was not aware. The End.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-2217957827334785842?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/2217957827334785842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=2217957827334785842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/2217957827334785842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/2217957827334785842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-sunday-morning-drove-my-dads-car-for.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-5994603136363188955</id><published>2008-05-24T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T22:17:13.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Teaching and changing lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Reflected a lot yesterday night. Was thinking of my past goals and visions and thinking what should i do from now on. Was impressed by the Holy Spirit thereafter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Make a positive difference in the lives of the &lt;em&gt;young&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tried to understand the significance behind that sentence. Saw myself facing a whole class of 30-40 students, sharing my past failures and experiences with them, and showing them that they can make it in life. Also saw students in Normal Stream, and how God wants me to show them that they can acheive their dreams through my life testimony. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;However the past failure in CGC struck and doubts/diffidence grew. Can I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its not just the words that changes people. More importantly, its the heart. Have the heart to be patient, kind and loving. Expect unresponsive people. Expect hardships. Expect stuborness. Expect a period of tribulations. And then, expect success. &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/36295884-5994603136363188955?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/5994603136363188955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=5994603136363188955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/5994603136363188955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/5994603136363188955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/05/teaching-and-changing-lives-reflected.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-33493412045599106</id><published>2008-03-26T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T08:05:04.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My type&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm, my church friends have asked me this question like so many times already. "What kind of girls do i like?" Well, i had a dream of this person lately, and just like to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Firstly, she is someone i can relate to. To be perfectly honest, i still don;t know much about her life, but we would always be happily talking about music/singing.  Secondly, she can relate to my ways to sowing into others. What this means is that sometimes, when i have to change my speech to suit younger people in sec school, she is able to see that side of me i am trying to protray and be a supporter. (very chim right? just means she can act lame with me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thirdly, she is a highly disciplined person. Considering our church duties, she is like much more shiong than me, and she is holding a career simultaneously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lastly, but most importantly, she is a frank person.  Usually when i sang badly, she will be honest with what are the faults and mistakes and tell me through msn. I kind of appreciate that coz i really dun have to wonder what are the bad parts. Many of my friends will say" ok lah, its ok, you did well etc." and i really do appreciate their kind comments. Its just that i need to progress and the frankness of hers is really a challenge for me skills and my capacity to take negative comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, roughly you can see that i don't really like gentle, kind, girly girly, 100% kawaii type. In fact i just dreamt of her yesterday, but i think God is trying to say wake up and study hard. So ya forget about it. In shakespeare, Much ado about nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Though i do hope to have the opportunity to sing with her in the same class again. That is my prayer whenever i kind of miss her=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-33493412045599106?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/33493412045599106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=33493412045599106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/33493412045599106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/33493412045599106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-type-hmm-my-church-friends-have.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-5575384371252626214</id><published>2008-02-20T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T23:15:48.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is the grass truly greener on the other side?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Many who know me think i am more of an artistic person than a scientific person. I like drawing, singing, watching musicals, talking and leading. I dislike being in dry, quiet, boring classes talking about scientific concepts. Sometimes, that feeling can be so intense that i just shut-off during lessons. Can't we just be more like responsive during classes and speak out more often?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Comparing subjects such as Maths with effective communication, i find that i have no qualms being myself. Its a natural thing for me to talk about issues or various tones of speech which some may feel uneasy with, prefering concepts such as maclaurin's series or gradient vectors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Is it the right thing for me to consider change my course to an arts course? I wondered, and finally, my heart and mind have settled on an answer. No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; A very large reason why such thoughts appeared in my mind is because i do not understand what the lecturers in Maths, and especially Maths, is saying. The easy way is to ignore and run. Narrow is the path that leads to light, and sometimes, maybe too narrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I may not be able to get 1st class honors in my course of study. But i want to be 脚踏实地。I want to able to do well for this semester's exam. I am already looking at the exams in 2months. And the truth is, God has blessed me with talented friends around me, who are ready to lend a hand, and even support my falling ankles when i have succumbed to fear and despondency. Even in the night, there will be light. There is always hope, and that is a fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I will not be defeated. I will succeed. To fully utilise my assistance from my friends around me, i need to take charge of my studies. I must involve myself in the thinking processes of physics, maths, computing, and look for help when i am stuck. God has made the helps clear and evident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you----Amos, CJ, Alvin and many more...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-5575384371252626214?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/5575384371252626214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=5575384371252626214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/5575384371252626214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/5575384371252626214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/02/is-grass-truly-greener-on-other-side.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-6983511424545172259</id><published>2008-01-26T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T00:02:05.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Had a chat with a brother yesterday. Figured i was applying the wrong methods in my life, and in others' lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;More specifically, i am talking about my 2 young sheep, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zavier&lt;/span&gt; and Alex. I had an aim of wanting them to grow mentally, and spiritually, and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;emphasised&lt;/span&gt; on them playing less and talk serious more. Problem is, I used a heavy and firm attitude to "force" them to listen to me. No wonder I realised them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;distancing&lt;/span&gt; themselves from me. As expected, from sec2 kids. I don't blame them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I thought back to the times i started being open with them. We played arcade, watched movie, went for lunch etc. But the point is that there is a connection of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;openness&lt;/span&gt;. As i quote," Be a positive impact to others", said by my mentor. If i really desire them to grow mentally and spiritually, i believe what i need to do is to be a friend again. And be able to understand what they think, feel at the current stage of their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Possibly&lt;/span&gt;, the reason i felt so unhappy in church lately is the lack of understanding in dealing with people, and with expectations. I channeled the pressure i received above into the people under me. From this experience, i felt a certain sense of peace and relaxation as i found new direction. To be a friend and a brother to the &lt;em&gt;kids&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So what happens next? I always believe i excel in the things i am passionate in. Could i be a singing teacher like my teacher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt;, who teaches young people in my class(mostly in sec school)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maybe, maybe..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-6983511424545172259?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/6983511424545172259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=6983511424545172259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/6983511424545172259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/6983511424545172259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-was-wrong-had-chat-with-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-4370216084770365687</id><published>2008-01-24T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T01:44:01.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have made me who I am &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just wanna thank God for what He has done in my life. Despite being unfaithful at times, He has never given up on me. Or has He chosen to judge me on my errors and weaknesses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have received some very lovely praises this week. These come from my group members in my singing elective, as they felt appreciative of my openess towards them. Its kinda embarassing for me to receive such compliments coz I just do what i enjoy doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In a msn conversation with a fellow group member yesterday, i shared that this class reminds me of my singing class in LWSSOM, where i was the class leader as well. I did things like buying a cake for every member, which i myself enjoy. I dunno why, maybe my love language is servanthood. Perhaps its this "extra step" that people are touched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Recently, at the back of my mind, i can hear Him say" leader, leader....." I believe the key issue to leadership is just to show love to others within my sphere of influence. And also to really, really, enjoy doing the "extra things" for others. One of my upcoming steps is to buy a bulk pacakge of roses for the ladies in my singing group for vday(very nice and cheap one ok? I got lobang for 20roses at $35...any1 who wants can order from me) But the point is that i am sure they will be so touched with this, so tats what i am doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I dedicate my initial success as a sower, a leader, a friend to God. Apart from Him, I can't be who i am. Praise the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-4370216084770365687?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/4370216084770365687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=4370216084770365687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/4370216084770365687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/4370216084770365687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-have-made-me-who-i-am-i-just-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-3894064383525244070</id><published>2008-01-18T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T00:51:07.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Action plans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am serious in wanting to get a GPA of 4.3 this sem. I just signed up for peer tutuoring for Maths 2, and physics 2. Coz i just need help and i cant do it on my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-3894064383525244070?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/3894064383525244070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=3894064383525244070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/3894064383525244070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/3894064383525244070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/01/action-plans-i-am-serious-in-wanting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-6565996566480246283</id><published>2008-01-12T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T09:19:34.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Had a meeting in the afternoon today. From the way things are going, probably i won't be looking forward to saturdays or sundays already. Maybe its time i assess what i really want and what i really need to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-6565996566480246283?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/6565996566480246283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=6565996566480246283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/6565996566480246283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/6565996566480246283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/01/maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-4434602062900370502</id><published>2008-01-09T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T02:22:45.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something interesting to share&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am very grateful to the Lord. I wanted an elective, which is called Magic of Voice in a singer, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GV&lt;/span&gt;17. Its really a testimony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In my 1st lesson, we actually learnt what makes singing possible. The opening/closing of our vocal cords while the air exchanges position from the surroundings to the throat forms the sounds that we hear(will be posting up some pictures soon).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With regards to the environment of study, it was actually quite fun. We were divided into 4 groups, namely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;accelerando&lt;/span&gt;(gradually becoming faster), (beautiful sound)(my group), crescendo(gradually becoming louder), diminuendo(gradually becoming softer). In my group, there were around 20+ people, and we were to find out about each other, like names, singing experience, things not so sure.....(sounds familiar doesn't it?) Then we were to nominate people to take posts of leader, assistant leader, recorder(minutes), and presenter. Our group is really blessed with great talents and worked together to make the presentation a success. Well i am the leader(ya), and assist is a lady, recorder, presenter, lady and guy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;respectively&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What i learnt in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LWSSOM&lt;/span&gt; came in handy as i knew what was going on. I enjoyed my lesson and was able to interact with people of various schools. Its great, and will be keeping you updated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-4434602062900370502?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/4434602062900370502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=4434602062900370502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/4434602062900370502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/4434602062900370502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2008/01/something-interesting-to-share-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-1634880010814380108</id><published>2007-12-17T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T07:05:54.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of time, money and passion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had this topic a few months ago. On that occasion, i spoke briefly on the principles that these 3 elements are necessities for success. This time, however, I will speak of my own life, and of its doubts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I once thought i am going to be a full-fledged pop singer in a few years time. In my experiences this whole year, i have decided and confirmed that it is really not going to be. There was emptiness in that dream, and it wasnt a sign from the heavens above. But my eyes are set on something else. On a session in Emerge 2years ago, I had a vision that i was singing to the congregation, leading praise and worship. That image, I have not forgotten. For the Word says, the young shall see visions and the old shall see dreams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Should i continue my lessons in Lee Wei Song School of Music(LWSSOM)? If you are wondering what i am doing this holidays, then i can tell you that i am spending time thinking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do i have the time next semester to commit one evening/week for a lesson in Somerset? And do i have the time to practise during the week? Where do i find a place in NTU hall to do so? Could the time be better spent doing other stuff, like my schoolwork? Or maybe earn some points with the JCRC for a more secure place in getting a hall next year? Or maybe i could just join a music club. The question is, could i be doing more useful if i din continue my lessons in LWSSOM? Maybe yes, maybe.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It takes 230plus dollars per month for vocal lessons. Its a substantial part of my monthly allowance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If i were to continue, then the motive is really to help myself become a better singer for God. I will be training to become a good worship leader and not a pop singer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At times, i feel that these lessons are a refuge for me. Away from committments, away from troubles, away from trying to meet the expectations of others. A part of me just says i can just be a "normal" person there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But after writing so much, i find myself coming back to the light. I can choose to be a "normal" person, but my personal growth stops there. I won't see myself being more able to handle the affairs of life, or how to grow people under my tutelage. I won't see myself making an impact in the society. This is a price too high for me to pay. And i refuse to pay.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nevertheless, there are good parts too. I sincerely enjoy myself every lesson. I had great friends in my class in Level1 and i know one of them is going on Level2. I look forward in attending the classes with her if possible. I know we can spur each other on because both of us really want to become better musicians. Music is always the topic we talk on msn, and though we belong in different social status; she being a working person, and me a student; I am grateful that we still have a common topic. And she has a amazing voice, William knows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To end it all, what is the decision that i should make? There must be a clear answer. I believe the answer is with God. Heaven knows. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-1634880010814380108?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/1634880010814380108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=1634880010814380108' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/1634880010814380108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/1634880010814380108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/12/of-time-money-and-passion-i-had-this.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-5063533412310374202</id><published>2007-10-28T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T09:32:19.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;8-Dec&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will be having a performance on 8-Dec at Lee Wei Song School there. I will be singing my personal song, which is the one listed below and a group song. This day happens to fall on a sat, so i might not be coming for service. Also its 1 day before my birthday. Yippie! You can come support if you like ha! Then we can know my friends from the music class also:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-5063533412310374202?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/5063533412310374202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=5063533412310374202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/5063533412310374202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/5063533412310374202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/10/8-dec-i-will-be-having-performance-on-8.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-8274639271692234472</id><published>2007-10-21T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T00:01:51.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;More than that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just watched High School Musical 1/2 these 2days. Must say that i was really touched by the songs and story. In short, i just realised that life is more than just getting your wants and desires. Good results are good, scholaships are excellent. But life is more than that. Learn to value the friends you have around you. They are precious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S This is a great show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-8274639271692234472?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/8274639271692234472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=8274639271692234472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/8274639271692234472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/8274639271692234472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/10/more-than-that-just-watched-high-school.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-3483331986191134998</id><published>2007-10-08T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T09:28:38.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;知足&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I should be glad. I should be happy. Throughout the past year, i always wanted to be better and better in singing. I wanted a lot more. But its time i let go. In 3 weeks time, i will be having my last lesson in Lee Wei Song School of music and this is going to be my final song there for now. I will return to continue, but not now. My attention is now on my studies. I have experienced joy, fun and much needed relaxation from all my crazy busyness in life. Believe me that i really feel sad. The classmates i have are some of the best friends in have. But i should be glad that a beautiful season has just ended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 怎麼去擁有一道彩虹&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;怎麼去擁抱一夏天的風&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;天上的星星 笑地上的人&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;總是不能懂 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;不能覺得足夠&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;如果我愛上你的笑容 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;要怎麼收藏 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;要怎麼擁有&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;如果你快樂不是為我 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;會不會放手 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;其實才是擁有&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;當一陣風吹來&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;風箏飛上天空&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;為了你而祈禱 而祝福 而感動&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;終於你身影消失在人海盡頭 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;才發現笑著哭最痛&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;那天你和我那個山丘 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;那樣的唱著那一年的歌&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;那樣的回憶, 那麼足夠 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;足夠我天天 都品嚐著寂寞&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;知足的快樂 叫我忍受心痛&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;知足的快樂 叫我忍受心痛&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To be honest, i got a bit emo when i read the lyrics again. It speaks of my heart right now. Its a difficult decision for me to let go but i have to so that i can focus on studies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-3483331986191134998?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/3483331986191134998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=3483331986191134998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/3483331986191134998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/3483331986191134998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-should-be-glad.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-5764813172486990880</id><published>2007-09-30T07:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T08:24:54.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Resetting my visions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Received lots of answers, and directions lately. What do i want? What do i seek?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What i want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) get 1st class honors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2) become a great singer. To be able to perform on stage &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3) be in the worship team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4) to love God, and people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5) to look good. I am seeking a breakthrough in my outlook. No more plain T-shirts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6) in 3 yrs, dye my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love singing and want to be better. Thats why i am going full force in the last month of my yr1 music course. I have lots to learn but i know i can reach my vision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On a side note, i am collecting feedback from people. In your honest opinion, do you think i have improved after i take up singing course? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-5764813172486990880?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/5764813172486990880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=5764813172486990880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/5764813172486990880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/5764813172486990880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/09/resetting-my-visions-received-lots-of.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-160602428938653577</id><published>2007-09-16T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T01:56:43.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;打败最强的自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; been well lately. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ha vent&lt;/span&gt; been performing well in school and i had no idea how to become better. I feel i reached my limit and i became fearful that i will not get good grades. I was lost most of the time and had little motivation to study. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"打败最强的自己" was my philosophy in secondary and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt; life. No  matter how much i feel i lack, i always had a 坚固意志 that i can do better, much much better. There is a level in my life that simply says i can excel in whatever i am doing. That level shows me in my full potential unleashed. And when i begin to reach that, that level simply raises higher, and i pursuit it with greater passion and fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To be honest, i thought this was a heretic view after i came to church. I never told anyone about this and lacked understanding. On one of Nick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Vujicic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; videos, he confirmed that God has the same vision for me. He(Nick) said that "whenever you think you have reached your limit, it simply means you still have much more potential. You still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; reached your peak." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can still do much more. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; reached my 100% yet.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-160602428938653577?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/160602428938653577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=160602428938653577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/160602428938653577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/160602428938653577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/09/things-hasnt-been-well-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-952271999480743480</id><published>2007-09-08T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T09:44:41.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Monday is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zavier's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just realised that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zavier's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; is on coming Monday. I have to admit that i was feeling quite low about myself that i did not bother to find out all the CG &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pple's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; dates. But i have to say the end result was great! You know why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After i heard from his mum that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mon&lt;/span&gt; is his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt;, I went to buy the Nick's testimony &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt; and gave it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Zavier&lt;/span&gt;. Then, together with his mum, we encouraged &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Zavier&lt;/span&gt; to queue up to get a hug and photo from Nick. It challenged his capacity as there was a lot of people and it was beyond his comfort zone. Nevertheless, we did it together and his mum even bought nuggets for him and me as well! Praise the Lord! Nick had special words for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Zavier&lt;/span&gt; and i feel it made a tremendous positive impact in him. I don't think he regret doing it in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Zavier&lt;/span&gt;, Alex and their mummies after that to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tampines&lt;/span&gt; century square to have dinner. Shared a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dao&lt;/span&gt;1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;xiao&lt;/span&gt;1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;mian&lt;/span&gt;4  with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;zavier&lt;/span&gt;. After that went to arcade to play X-men vs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Streetfighter&lt;/span&gt; with them. Guess what? It was a common ground between Alex, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Zavier&lt;/span&gt; and me! They were quite amazed that i can play the game well and i felt it was money well spent.(though i only spent 50 cents while both of them spent 4.50 in total) So i can officially say i am their mentor in this area, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, i think i realise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;sth&lt;/span&gt; about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bdays&lt;/span&gt; through this day. The elaboration of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;bdays&lt;/span&gt; is really secondary. Whats really important is that we make the effort to show love to the person and touch the person's heart. Today was really a simple one, with no cakes or card, but i can safely say that he really appreciated it tonight. Maybe its all about whether your intentions are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;genuine&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I thank God. That i have people who love me is a blessing. To have people around me i can show love to is a blessing. I still have much to learn but the journey has just got more fun after tonight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PS. do send a sms to him on Mon to wish him happy bday. Dun have his hp can get from me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-952271999480743480?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/952271999480743480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=952271999480743480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/952271999480743480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/952271999480743480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/09/monday-is-zaviers-bday-i-just-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-644785928407573376</id><published>2007-09-08T08:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:08:49.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So encouraged!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at this pic. Do you see anything different about the person in the middle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/RuLGT-mM3RI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6-WciO4FR4I/s1600-h/Nick+with+Zavier+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107862973914602770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/RuLGT-mM3RI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6-WciO4FR4I/s320/Nick+with+Zavier+and+I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Before i tell you whats different about him, let me share what kind of man he is. He is a ordinary person, living day to day like all of us. He doesn't drive big cars and boast of anything. He has a great and cheerful smile and likes helping youths and adults alike to make the best use of their talents and life. To him, nothing is impossible because he knows that he is a winner of winners through Jesus. In my opinion he is a marvellous pastor and an amazingly friendly person who loves God wholeheartedly and fervently.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;His name is Nick Vujicic. He is a &lt;a href="http://www.lifewithoutlimbs.org/"&gt;man without limbs&lt;/a&gt;. He was born without any medical explanations of his deformity. Yet he plays soccer(yes!), golf, goes fishing, swims....Today he was the guest preacher. If you had seen him, you will realise his stature was awesome. He straightened his back and stood vertically on the table laid out on the stage. And he preached a amazing message tonight. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;He cautiously and conscientiously stated that we must not look to him as a role model but we must look towards Jesus and the bible. He drew his strength through his leaning on the Holy Spirit and the bible. He did not see himself as a abnormal person but saw his infirmities as a channel to reflect God's glory. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am encouraged by his words. It is evident that God supplies all our needs. Whatever i am going through right now i know God will deliver and strengthen me to be an overcomer! Knowing my purpose in the situations i am placed in makes the whole journey so much more fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-644785928407573376?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/644785928407573376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=644785928407573376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/644785928407573376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/644785928407573376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-encouraged-look-at-this-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/RuLGT-mM3RI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6-WciO4FR4I/s72-c/Nick+with+Zavier+and+I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-6488271543283785537</id><published>2007-08-23T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T06:25:02.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just wanna share what happened these few weeks. I signed up for an audition to be a emcee yesterday and had it on the same day. I was supposed to introduce two events, one being formal and the other is informal. So, i was given the opportunity to be the emcee of the convocation dinner for graduating class 2007. a make-up story of  course.  Then  after that, i was the emcee for a beach party. So i took the chance to be crazy and had a great time with the judges. It just felt natural to me to speak out and have fun at the same time. Its quite amazing coz after i introduced that i learning singing from the music school, they asked me to sing a song. They said jokingly its to 加分. So i did it and sang 2 lines of 五月天's song. So it was a great fun time and i will know the results tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just to add on a little bit, i REALLY REALLY had a great time there. I mean, what usually happens in an audition is the same dull, creepy silence  that's soaked with anxiety and complexity of the various feelings that always seems to be dormant. Even i dun noe what i am talking about. hahah.... So, anyway, being my quirky and active self, i toked to all the others auditioning. Most were ladies and they were really chatty and we cliqued quite well. Not to mention they are absolutely beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always knew that my forte is in languages. Those of you who know and talked to my mum will know its hereditary. After listening to my mum talking to her friends using her super-duper Chinese, my linguistic skills boosted quite dramatically. Usually i hear her talk while i do my homework so i actually was multi-tasking. Haa, so i told you the secret to doing well in language. Listen and speak. Muahahahha. Learning languages take place at the most natural circumstances. In fact, i think learning and doing all things takes place the same way. You absolutely can't sing when you are nervous(believe me), you can't think when you are nervous and you write good essays when you speak about things that are closest to you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so to end off, i thank God for the invention of testimonies sharing. Becoz believe it or not, it is one of the most practical and useful tools to train your self-presentation. Thank God for favour among people, thank God for chance to study, thank God for my laptop, thank God for my friends and thank God that i am not alone. Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-6488271543283785537?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/6488271543283785537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=6488271543283785537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/6488271543283785537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/6488271543283785537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-wanna-share-what-happened-these.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-2707528163816709554</id><published>2007-08-13T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T03:24:07.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give thanks with a grateful heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Right now i am in the computer lab learning online some maths. I just spoke to my dad through the hp and i know and feel i am blessed. Thank you Lord and my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I always wanted a laptop since army. Coz the desktop at home is really bonkers and i have a great deal of strain when i use it as it is not placed at the appropriate height for me. I also want a laptop that i can personalise and bring with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My dad was more than willing to provide the finances for me. It's totally a gift from my dad. Thank you! And this leads me to my next point. I said thanks to my dad just now. You see, i am always on the receiving end of the pie. Whatever i need or want are readily provided for. What i learnt in church these 2 yrs is to give thanks with a sincere and humble heart. Saying an audible thank you to my parents helped me to communicate my gratefulness to them and it was a deliberate effort on my part, which i am happy to do so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Right now i am studying my Maths 1 and i want to say that the chance to study in the university is also a blessing as i am provided for financially and physically. It is a privilege and valuable opportunity i have. So, thank you Dad, for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Give thanks, with a grateful heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-2707528163816709554?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/2707528163816709554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=2707528163816709554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/2707528163816709554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/2707528163816709554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/08/give-thanks-with-grateful-heart-right.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-7317073323957760593</id><published>2007-08-07T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T05:34:24.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my 2nd day in sch. Will be jogging with Cechao in NTU later at 10pm. Will be having 3 lectures from 8.30 to 11.30am! Praise the Lord! Woo HOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met 2 harvesters today also hahah! Adam and Hardy! Horray! Horray! Horray!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-7317073323957760593?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/7317073323957760593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=7317073323957760593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/7317073323957760593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/7317073323957760593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-my-2nd-day-in-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-2981321327540753304</id><published>2007-07-18T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T21:54:12.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unstoppable blessings part3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just wanna thank God for the chance to study soon again. I feel that i am quite blessed as i used to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;quite&lt;/span&gt; playful and din really study much, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;resulting&lt;/span&gt; in me getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;poor&lt;/span&gt; grades. My first encounter with God was actually through my Catholic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tuition&lt;/span&gt; teacher and my science tuition tuition teacher. They helped set me up the foundation which i am greatly indebted to. I believe God doesn't separate people by their denominations. He loves ALL people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting school in 2 weeks time. After 2yr plus, i believe i am stronger than before. Not just physically but mentally and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;spiritually&lt;/span&gt; as well. I have faith in myself and i am learning to be better at solving problems and making things happen after all the training i have received. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;There is&lt;/span&gt; still a lot i yet to learn but i believe if i am willing to take the 1st step, and keep on keeping on, i will succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for financial help. I have no worries over my tuition fees and daily expenses. It means a lot to have great parents. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams and desires have yet to unfold. They are just starting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-2981321327540753304?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/2981321327540753304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=2981321327540753304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/2981321327540753304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/2981321327540753304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/07/unstoppable-blessings-part3-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-7010333153295746988</id><published>2007-07-18T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:08:50.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unstoppable blessings Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Is it possible to work in a place where you enjoy and have great colleagues who help you whenever you need it? Or a place where your manager is willing to help you solve problems you can't solve? Or a place where you will be missed when its your last day? I found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rp7JpIVJdCI/AAAAAAAAAF8/4QATbma3ODw/s1600-h/SSA50613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rp7JpIVJdCI/AAAAAAAAAF8/4QATbma3ODw/s320/SSA50613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088726337423242274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup! It was my last day in Johnson Controls yesterday. Some call it York International, and its basically a air-con and chiller parts company. I started working since Nov22 and ended yesterday, July18. I am so thankful to God for this job. Not only did i earned some income, i also gained tremendous experience in the workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;1) income&lt;br /&gt;2) able to fulfill building fund&lt;br /&gt;3) excellent colleagues&lt;br /&gt;4) super excellent manager&lt;br /&gt;5) very very valuable working experience*&lt;br /&gt;5) got to know a great brother, William*&lt;br /&gt;6) a great reference letter*&lt;br /&gt;7) Holy Spirit guidance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely believe that this job came from the Holy Spirit. You see, when i 1st came to the interview, i told the HR that i have zero working experience but i was wiling to learn and work hard. I also told her that having the job will be really beneficial as it will be helpful to me as this is a engineering company and its going to help me in my future endeavours. I am thankful that she gave me a chance to work there. Of course, i felt difficulties there but thank God that i could overcome them and be a positive light there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to know a great friend there. I also believe God planned for this. His name is William.....hahah not that William hor=P Yup, he's a great brother and i reallyyyyyyyyyyyyyy enjoy working with him! He's very patient and approachable so i have no problems when i face problems in my work! Whats more, you believe it? He also in the engineering faculty , going NTU in the same time as me! More? He's from poly, and so he has engineering background. MOre more? We are sharing the hostel room! ha, don't you think it really testifies of God's goodness? I learnt how to show a spirit of excellence in my job and  i am going to shine in NTU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rp7Of4VJdDI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ZRbj12YN8f8/s1600-h/SSA50619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rp7Of4VJdDI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ZRbj12YN8f8/s320/SSA50619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088731676067591218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rp7OzIVJdEI/AAAAAAAAAGM/hG33EToy6o4/s1600-h/SSA50620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rp7OzIVJdEI/AAAAAAAAAGM/hG33EToy6o4/s320/SSA50620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088732006780073026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-6b.slide.com&amp;channel=432345564229410155&amp;amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" name="flashticker" align="middle" height="320" width="426"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 426px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=be&amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=432345564229410155&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/p1/432345564229410155/be_t025_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=be&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=432345564229410155&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/p2/432345564229410155/be_t025_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-7010333153295746988?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/7010333153295746988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=7010333153295746988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/7010333153295746988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/7010333153295746988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/07/unstoppable-blessings-part-2-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rp7JpIVJdCI/AAAAAAAAAF8/4QATbma3ODw/s72-c/SSA50613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-5899913556217644806</id><published>2007-07-18T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:08:50.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unstoppable blessings from God Part1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just wanna share that i have been blessed by God so so much recently. Below is a list of the blessings that i experienced. Theres a lottttttttttttttttttttt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I always wanted to learn how to become better in singing. The music school is also one of the places i learned the basics and experienced growth in my standard of self-presentation. I am blessed with great teachers and here comes something interesting. I have 2 teachers, one for theory and one for practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seen JJ, or Jay Lim as you seen in SG idol2...WOW! Isn't he great? so honored and blessed to learn from him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rp7CwoVJc_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/TKmnvX1Hk0c/s1600-h/143085827l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rp7CwoVJc_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/TKmnvX1Hk0c/s320/143085827l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088718769690866674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&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;He is the practical teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Now, what about the theory teacher? I used to be under this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rp7G74VJdBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/vKA2EOrQghw/s1600-h/IMG_6235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rp7G74VJdBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/vKA2EOrQghw/s320/IMG_6235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088723361010906130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&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;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;She's called Bangniang(blue-white shirt right side). I really enjoyed her lessons and learnt a lot from her. She's really amazing! I got to know that i really need to work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;on my pitching(oops :(  ) and my music theory if i want to do well. She's also a nice person who will dedicate herself to making the class fun and productive. However, she was recently transferred to teach song composing in another class. So my class has a replacement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know who is it? Guess............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;still dun noe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ta dahhhhhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rp7En4VJdAI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PJ9S3H0zHjQ/s1600-h/liyi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rp7En4VJdAI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PJ9S3H0zHjQ/s320/liyi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088720818390266882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know her? The backup vocal in our church! Estella!&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;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I once thought to myself in the 1st lesson if she will teach our class. Ha, guess i am quite blessed to have her as my teacher. Hee=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i feel great to have such teachers. One is a SG idol and one is some1 i see twice weekly.  But i believe the point is not about who they are. Their presence is to teach me the basics and rectify my mistakes in singing. They are accomplished singers. I know where i stand and that's why i will choose to humble myself and learn as much as i can from them. My dream is to be able to make good music anywhere and anytime to anyone i meet. And i want to be able to sing on stage. I believe in God that He will lift me up as i give my best in life and my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-5899913556217644806?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/5899913556217644806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=5899913556217644806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/5899913556217644806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/5899913556217644806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/07/unstoppable-blessings-from-god-part1.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rp7CwoVJc_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/TKmnvX1Hk0c/s72-c/143085827l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-2571621715655167715</id><published>2007-07-02T08:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:08:51.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some pics from my singing class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn's and Celine's belated bday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rokg8GprsNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YgG1OFXZKUY/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rokg8GprsNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YgG1OFXZKUY/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082629871413997778" 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;my classmates and teacher(JJ and Bangniang)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/RokhTmprsOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/8USSIzg2TYI/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/RokhTmprsOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/8USSIzg2TYI/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082630275140923618" 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;JJ,(Quite obvious that the centre grey shirt guy)  Bangniang is the left most gal. Selina is to my right...she is a very nice person:P..a backup vocalist from another church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rokhy2prsPI/AAAAAAAAAE8/YGVXDxB7Dlc/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rokhy2prsPI/AAAAAAAAAE8/YGVXDxB7Dlc/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082630812011835634" 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;Some older pics&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/RokiYmprsQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3LGhiUTD6_0/s1600-h/IMG_6234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/RokiYmprsQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3LGhiUTD6_0/s320/IMG_6234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082631460551897346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Jay(black) in front of JJ, Shan Ling(pink), Tse wei(white, bday girl), Charmaine(blue shirt, behind Celine), Cynthia(right most)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the full attendence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Charmaine is from CHC also...bookstore ministry :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-2571621715655167715?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/2571621715655167715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=2571621715655167715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/2571621715655167715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/2571621715655167715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/07/some-pics-from-my-singing-class-shawns.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rokg8GprsNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YgG1OFXZKUY/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-9186180826462786635</id><published>2007-05-23T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:08:51.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        Yes! I am excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/RlQiThWTz2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/ImvNsrNc3DQ/s1600-h/BeAStarPoster_Chi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/RlQiThWTz2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/ImvNsrNc3DQ/s320/BeAStarPoster_Chi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067713199463452514" 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;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Auditions are June/12....7.30 at International bldg partyworld KTV.....going to sing the following song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eOgSdoVUNyU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eOgSdoVUNyU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-9186180826462786635?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/9186180826462786635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=9186180826462786635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/9186180826462786635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/9186180826462786635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/05/yes-i-am-excited-auditions-are-june12.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/RlQiThWTz2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/ImvNsrNc3DQ/s72-c/BeAStarPoster_Chi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-6785902867750943453</id><published>2007-05-16T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T05:45:02.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time, money and passion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;These are 3 of some of the most important things in my life. Many of my friends know me as someone who wants to be a singer and entertainer. Well, this is true, but my life philosophy goes deeper than that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;We only live today once. Do you realize that? We only live today ONCE! No matter how much unhappiness that i may go through today, I will only endure it in the same amount of time as another person. But on the other hand i also only have 1 chance to make the best of this 24hrs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Distractions can be kind of a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;qian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bian&lt;/span&gt;" thing. Sometimes, i want to pursue my dreams and make things happen in my life but several other obstacles seem always to their best companion. Things like laziness and doubts and self-created lousiness can really blur my vision of the future paths i am going to take. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I just signed up for a singing competition yesterday. However, more work came in while i was about to knock off. I was feeling kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sian&lt;/span&gt; and so i was really against the idea to going down to orchard road to sign-up for a competition that i was not even sure i am going to pass the audition. I struggled with the desire of taking the easy way out to just go home early and rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;However, I really considered about this opportunity. I feel that when i enter uni, i won't have much time to do things i want even if i wanted to. And i wanted to sing. I am not worried about losing, esp after the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;svc&lt;/span&gt; about meekness. In fact, i know that there are several singers much better than me. But the driving force behind my decision is that i want to make the best use of my time now by developing my passions. (passions are developed, not attained). On the stage, i will display my confidence and love for singing, and present music to the audience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Money&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Don't say money isn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;impt&lt;/span&gt;. It never wasn't. But it isn't the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;impt&lt;/span&gt; either. Money is a means to an end, not an end in itself. To fight and win a war, you need more than courage. You need good weapons. So, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;qn&lt;/span&gt; is not really about how much money you have, but really what are the goals you set out to achieve. But don't get me wrong. I am in favour of having a prosperous and wealthy life. But there should be balance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Is is joy in living a life of controlled spending? My answer is yes. I am an only son, as many of you know. That why, when i look back, i know my youth was a pampered one. Up till sec3, i knew nothing about working hard in my studies and making the best results come out from my studies. I played hard and was dwelling in undesirable pleasure and these resulted in my waste of my schooling yrs till sec3. Then came the turning point. I heard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;stefanie&lt;/span&gt; sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My first impression about her songs was that they were special. I can't put my finger on it, but i just felt an ease of my emotional tensions 1st. Her voice soothes my heart and i feel really empowered and alive. When i look at the lyrics, i find them really speaking to me. Most of them speak about facing difficult situations and, though i am inadequate, overcoming them with a heart of faith and courage(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;eg&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hei&lt;/span&gt;). This explains my passion for her songs....and why i slowly became a fan=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up? &lt;/em&gt;I never knew the definite answer. Once, i had wanted to be a lawyer. The reason was that i used to quarrel when i was small and the impression that lawyers gave me was that they "quarrel" all the time. That was kind of funny now that i think of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Passion is never attained; its developed. Like Yang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Guo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;xiao&lt;/span&gt; long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;niu&lt;/span&gt; of the Condor Heroes, the miss of his teacher, along with the several trials and tribulations they went through, slowly but surely loved each other more and more through the yrs(not that i encourage teacher-student relationships) But the point i am making is that it takes effort and love to build up the foundations of whatever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ee&lt;/span&gt; want to achieve in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Even till now, i cannot say that my destiny is to be a singer. Yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; part of my future plans. But i strive to be courageous in my life. Especially against things i feel i am inadequate in, i want to rise up and show to myself i can do it. My future plans include being a 1st-class honors student, having a good girlfriend, and singing on stage with power and confidence.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;In one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Guang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Liang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;CDs&lt;/span&gt;, he talks about the philosophy behind the song "tong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hua&lt;/span&gt;". He says that many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;pple&lt;/span&gt; say he has a child-like thinking to life; always thinking about possibilities and dreams. But i find his perspective very insightful. Life is a self-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;fulfilling&lt;/span&gt; prophecy. You choose to be what you want. On that note, lets pick ourselves up again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-6785902867750943453?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/6785902867750943453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=6785902867750943453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/6785902867750943453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/6785902867750943453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/05/time-money-and-passion-these-are-3-of.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-3478192060382096946</id><published>2007-04-21T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T11:14:00.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Seeking value&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am sure ALL of us have things which we value. Value is worth only how much we place upon it. Some value the ownership of branded cars, some maybe large wealth or for some its finding that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soul mate&lt;/span&gt; and spending the rest of their lives together. In my opinion, there is definitely no wrong in seeking all these and it is biblical to live a prosperous life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; people who sowed into my life. When i am recently challenged to sow into other members, i found difficulties in doing so as i also have plans of my own. However, i found &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; thinking back of all that i have received from other more mature members in CG and it really makes me ponder what is the driving force behind all their efforts to make a positive difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that they seek value in seeing people's lives prosper. Maybe this sounds cheesy but i am sure its true. The world is facing threats like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;terrorism&lt;/span&gt; and starvation and sexual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;assault&lt;/span&gt; and poverty and so on, and it seems no end to it. We are indeed fortunate to live in a comfortable setting in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SG&lt;/span&gt; and I am not saying we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;eliminating&lt;/span&gt; all the problems in the world but just making small positive impact in the lives around us. Some things just can't be learned by teaching but by doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am yawning as i am writing this....its  2am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;.  This isn't an informative talk about life and its worth but just a reflection of what i feel now. I hope that this will inspire you in your daily walk. Thanks for reading.&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/36295884-3478192060382096946?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/3478192060382096946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=3478192060382096946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/3478192060382096946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/3478192060382096946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/04/seeking-value-i-am-sure-all-of-us-have.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-7459849594242721044</id><published>2007-03-20T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:08:51.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;A New Beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As the name suggests, I am embarking on something new, or rather, doing something again with a new attitude. Many of you know me as the funny, quirky, can't stop "singing" kind of guy. Well, I hope i din make you feel tortured by my ceaseless rambling of pop songs which you love so dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The love for singing was what made me sign up for the emerge talentime auditions. Well, if you wanna know what happened, I sang a song by Ronan Keating titled "when you say nothing at all." Its a nice, smooth-going, country-side kind of song. This song is also the theme song of Notting Hill, starring Hugh Grant and Sandra Bullock(i think). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I feel that i did not really did the job well. (Ok, you got me). I thought it felt weird after the first line and things kind of got a bit haywire after that. Basically, I lost control and just blasted my voice to the mike. After that, when a fellow CG member had her auditions, she totally impressed the crowd with her performance. Her song reminded me a lot of what i have been learning in my music school and revealed to me how much room there was for improvement. Pitching, rythm, stability of high notes, voice sustain; all these are some very basic yet important necessites in singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To be perfectly honest, I feel that i am still quite inadequte. I am not looking down on myself but i believe in order to progress, i must be clear-headed to know where i stand. My goal is to sing as well as my vocal teacher. He is able to sing all genres of songs with ease and is able to "describe" the songs as if he were writing them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But Jay Lim(the 3rd guy in last SG idol if you rem) is Jay Lim. I am me. We each have distinct voices and perspectives in life. I am reaching forward to him as a goal, but i will allow my voice to develop to its peak. On the mental level, I want to learn as much as i can, and i will constantly humble myself. I seek discipline and growth in my vocal talent(meaning being able to speak). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Singing is not science. Its an expression. The story, emotions, tone and rythm brings you to a world beyond. I desire to perform a wide variety of songs with ease and i really hope that the friends around me can support me and run with me towards my dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rf_puPO-PXI/AAAAAAAAADo/BsJ87YVjH7o/s1600-h/mike.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044007088250830194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rf_puPO-PXI/AAAAAAAAADo/BsJ87YVjH7o/s320/mike.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/36295884-7459849594242721044?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/7459849594242721044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=7459849594242721044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/7459849594242721044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/7459849594242721044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-beginning-as-name-suggests-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/Rf_puPO-PXI/AAAAAAAAADo/BsJ87YVjH7o/s72-c/mike.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-2429012188733889758</id><published>2007-03-01T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T07:05:38.840-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moulding'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lots to blog about, so i'll do them slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've been thinking a lot lately, about my life and how I am protraying myself to the people around me. I am also thinking of how i am to move on towards the future. Its really refreshing and amazingly productive, and i would just like to share them with all of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being happy, that is, truly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have always wanted a lot of material stuff in life. Maybe you won't believe it, but i have the tendency to get what I want the moment I see it. Just to share, i have a low resistance to stuff i don't really need. Its kind of "high" when you see sth you want and get it, but then its like some vicious cycle that happens when you go to the next shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But this is not to say i am totally against material stuff. I believe the key to this is balance. I am still a huge fan of music and good clothing..esp now i am totally in love with flesh imp! But anyway its the point of focus that determines our direction in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just spent an afternoon with Cechao today. We din spend much, but i can say with absolute certainty that I truly enjoyed myself today. We initially wanted to watch a movie in the cinema, but chose to go the library instead. We wanted to do sth different and it was certainly worthwhile. We discovered much and even shared a pack of famous AMOS! Whats more amazing was that we bought 100g only but we were FULL. It kinda reminded me of the 5loaves +2fish story. I believe this wouldn't have happened if we din make the effort to try sth new TOGETHER to build up our friendship and faith. We are more than CG members. We are friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ray...who i want to become&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've been thinking a lot of my lameness lately. Am i making a postive influence in the people ard me? Maybe i brought fun and joy, but i think i din make much of an impact to strengthen pple's faith and build up wisdom. I think its time to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The word Ray really means a lot to me. Rays of light come from the Sun, the source of energy for all living things. The light rays carries with it the warmth and heat energy for living things to grow and mature. Plants receive it and become food for animals, and so on and so forth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The bible says that we are the light and salt of the Earth. Being a new creation in Christ, I believe that God is constantly doing a work in me. I seek to make a positive difference to the pple around me through the power GIVEN to me by the redeeming grace of God. All the things i know and have experienced are tools i can use to minister to others. Just like my spiritual mentors, i also want to encouarge and build up pple ard me. This is a cause i am fighting for, against laziness and temptations, to see pple's frown fade and smiles appear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ray Thong Zhi Tai. How is it? Sounds nice for baptism name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moving forward&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;things to build up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) cultivate an apetite for reading. I need to enlarge my perspective in realms of finances to cooking, designing to counselling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) start real small. start by my passions first. Now learning Japanese. making an effort to finish that book i bought today.....a form of prep for my GEP sub i will be taking in NTU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3) vocal training. Still need to get my pitching right. Constantly reminded by coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4) bible+prayer. laziness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5) quality quiet time. still learning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6) concentration time. pple who seen me after 1130pm know my "hibernation mode". Need to push myself. dun noe how, but must do it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7) being a true friend to all the CG members. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.....is tis guy brainwashed? So not like him! Chi quo yao? haha...ya.....but lets grow in Christ together. Ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wat you expect...=P,           &gt;-&lt;",          =),                 =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-2429012188733889758?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/2429012188733889758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=2429012188733889758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/2429012188733889758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/2429012188733889758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/03/lots-to-blog-about-so-ill-do-them.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-1543750500001246370</id><published>2007-02-26T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T05:44:15.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes! Com is fixed...now to blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-1543750500001246370?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/1543750500001246370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=1543750500001246370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/1543750500001246370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/1543750500001246370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/02/yes-com-is-fixed.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-1405756415403587168</id><published>2007-01-02T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T06:55:41.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-2c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=un&amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188077906732&amp;site=widget-2c.slide.com" width="400" height="300" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?id=144115188077906732&amp;cy=un&amp;tt=1&amp;at=1&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2c.slide.com/p1/144115188077906732/un_t001_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?id=144115188077906732&amp;cy=un&amp;tt=1&amp;at=1&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2c.slide.com/p2/144115188077906732/un_t001_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-1405756415403587168?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/1405756415403587168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=1405756415403587168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/1405756415403587168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/1405756415403587168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-7067185256320296720</id><published>2006-12-28T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T22:38:08.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Expressing thanks to my family(tats u!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to express thanks to my CG E371 for making the effort and time and money to come down to my grandfather's wake. I am really thankful for &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cechao&lt;/span&gt; for making the horrible journey for &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; West &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NTU&lt;/span&gt; all the way to &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sengkang&lt;/span&gt;. I travelled the same distance for the past 2 yrs and I can't say how much effort you took to come, especially on a rainy day. I am surprised with Randy and Shun Ai(A.K.A &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; Li &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bai&lt;/span&gt;) and Samuel when they came. I mean, WOW! I did not even tell them and they came! It was a pleasant shock and really loved your presence. Thanks for my &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;garang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;CGL&lt;/span&gt; Johnson also. He actually booked a cab so that he can come down from &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Suntec&lt;/span&gt;. Man, you rock! Singapore is having earthquake &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; of u. :P Last but not least, all my bros and sis from 371. Thanks for making your evening time available and making the effort to meet up from all over &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;SG&lt;/span&gt;. I looked at the sky and it was raining the whole night while you all managed to find your way in the rain. Now, southeast &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;asia&lt;/span&gt; rocks with you. And William ah......(you know what i wanna say &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;) Thanks for bringing them to the correct place. Great efforts and equally appreciated. Thanks for all your &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;generosity&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;admist&lt;/span&gt; BF and the trip here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Gladys and &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Juncen&lt;/span&gt;. Really sorry that i have to back out at the last min. I really treasured the audition chance and have practised for it. I really hope we can perform again soon and i am learning to get my basics right, one of which is getting the keys right. Probably the next time will be Emerge &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;talentime&lt;/span&gt;, and i do hope our &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Kqueen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt; will give me some pointers. Lets do our best!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-7067185256320296720?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/7067185256320296720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=7067185256320296720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/7067185256320296720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/7067185256320296720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2006/12/expressing-thanks-to-my-familytats-u-i.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36295884.post-470466345685841124</id><published>2006-12-24T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:08:51.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My thoughts this Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/RY6dNV8yrZI/AAAAAAAAACI/9AYw8-h6VTU/s1600-h/Candle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/RY6dNV8yrZI/AAAAAAAAACI/9AYw8-h6VTU/s320/Candle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012116287865925010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Felt something stirring in my &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spirit&lt;/span&gt; these two days as i held the burning candle in my hand. Every candle, no matter big or small, tall or short, dull or colourful, gives off warmth and light. There is a &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;noticeable&lt;/span&gt; difference in the atmosphere when a candle burns. People around feel the warmth and see the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a fact that everyone is unique in our CG. Some have higher academic qualifications while some don't. Some are talented in regards to media production while some are better in &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i saw the candle burning, i just felt that all of us in the Cg have the &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ability&lt;/span&gt; to shine wherever we are. If we allow Jesus to lead us and we have a willing spirit that says, "here is my life, Lord. I surrender to you but Lord please show me your Way and let me be a blessing to others", I believe we can all be giants in the land. How brightly a candle burns does not depend on the wax, but the amount of strings it has. Similarly, how much we shine for Jesus is independent of our qualifications but directly dependent of our humility and degree of surrender to Him. I believe that our CG can have more leaders emerging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i saw the candle growing shorter, i remembered a show i watched at yr 2000. The show was &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;millinieum&lt;/span&gt; love2000 or er &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;qian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;zi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lian&lt;/span&gt;. There was a part where the male lead answered the female lead this question," why does a candle burn when it knows its going to die anyway? Why not just stay where it is and then it won't die?" He answered that even though the time is short-lived, the candle can still show its inner glory by burning itself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Geneva, Helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I believe all of us have a certain desire to be a somebody. We want a sense of glory and honour in our lives that make us stand out above the crowd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Geneva, Helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The bible says this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"39&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; He who finds his life will lose it, and he who loses his life for My sake will find it." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I feel that as we allow Jesus to be the centre and anchor in our lives, we will walk according to our destines. Our dreams and visions will come to past  and when we look back during our twilight years we will not feel we wasted our lives but instead feel a deep satisfaction we have completed our tasks on Earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Geneva, Helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;This Christmas is a really a special occasion. I can really sense the Holy Spirit working in and around my life. Let us all be lovers of the Word and His presence once again and grow deeper in the Spirit. Praise the Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Geneva, Helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Geneva, Helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-470466345685841124?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/470466345685841124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=470466345685841124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/470466345685841124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/470466345685841124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-thoughts-this-christmas-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/RY6dNV8yrZI/AAAAAAAAACI/9AYw8-h6VTU/s72-c/Candle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-6574336941934325471</id><published>2006-12-16T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T08:00:35.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the standard i want to reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_AUN-MX6YU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_AUN-MX6YU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-6574336941934325471?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/6574336941934325471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=6574336941934325471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/6574336941934325471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/6574336941934325471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-is-standard-i-want-to-reach.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-7773344432733668824</id><published>2006-12-14T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:08:52.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This happens to be one of the busiest time of my life. I am working on average 9hrs/day and usually reach home at 9pm. My friday night will be packed with CG and fellowships and same goes for sat night. I have a sporadic tuition assignments in weekends and i also have to attend music lessons on sun night and I may have BS every sat/ sun morning. But this is certainly much better than doing nothing at home the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting experience and earning a good resume in my work. I am earning a stable income to furfill my BF. I am developing my capacity to go to a  higher level. I am reaching out for my dream to be a singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of things i want to achieve in my life. Being a singer is one of them, and i also want to be a great uni student too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all these cannot be achieved by saying i want. Its through the hardships(yes i do feel tired after work) that we learn to endure and grow. Thats why i wun give up. One of the things i am learning now is to SMILE even when in rocky times. I believe this will help me not just in work in the future but also in my singing performances also. Who wants to see a frowning singer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i believe the road to a singer has juz begun. And i believe you can achieve you can achieve your  dreams too! Jiayou!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/RYFakWSYeZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZGvBfumqeNQ/s1600-h/2006_11_20_20.31.14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/RYFakWSYeZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZGvBfumqeNQ/s320/2006_11_20_20.31.14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008383841117174162" 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/36295884-7773344432733668824?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/7773344432733668824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=7773344432733668824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/7773344432733668824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/7773344432733668824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2006/12/life-is-great-this-happens-to-be-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vNuTOtsnvDQ/RYFakWSYeZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZGvBfumqeNQ/s72-c/2006_11_20_20.31.14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-116419869883370111</id><published>2006-11-22T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T04:31:38.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Newest Updates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1) Got an admin job in aljunied. $7/hr. Like the job and got a direct bus from my house to the place(though have 2 walk 5 min to bus stop but its worth it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2) Got a tuition kid, actually is my cousin. P3. Teaching english+maths. 1/wk. $160 for 4 lessons(yea!!!Its a testimony!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3) Praise the Lord! I have signed up for Lee Wei Song Music School and class will start Dec3 5pm. Really excited to begin. Yea!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4) Going for a game competition on Dec2. 9am in douby ghaut PCbunk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/320/2006_11_9_13.5.55.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-116419869883370111?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/116419869883370111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=116419869883370111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116419869883370111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116419869883370111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2006/11/newest-updates1-got-admin-job-in.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-116393187294974640</id><published>2006-11-19T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T02:24:33.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Expecting blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;John 16:23-27&lt;br /&gt;23 And in that day you will ask Me nothing. Most assuredly, I say to you, whatever you ask the Father in My name He will give you. 24 Until now you have asked nothing in My name. Ask, and you will receive, that your joy may be full. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am now reading a book, 'To know Him'. Him, refers to no one else but our heavenly Father. I feel that this book really speaks to me about my current spiritual walk wif my Father. For 2 weeks i have been searching in vain for a good, stable job. Most of the times, it either is not stable or it affects my weekend schedules. I sought all these jobs by my own strengths and was quite upset last week due to repetitive failures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This book showed me why i failed. I need to draw near to God again. I need to ask God for forgiveness as i strayed away. I want God to be in charge again in my life. God PROMISES that what we ask of Him, He will give it to us IF we put Him first above all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I already called up the recruitment agency to send my resume to a certain IT company. I will be praying tonight for the Holy Spirit to make a breakthrough in my finances. And i believe I will get the job. Seriously, I do! I want to thank God beforehand for the job and i praise Him for who He is! The One in charge! Hallelujah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-116393187294974640?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/116393187294974640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=116393187294974640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116393187294974640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116393187294974640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2006/11/expecting-blessings-john-1623-27-23.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-116393000388422354</id><published>2006-11-19T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T01:56:55.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/1600/Stitched_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pics of cell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/1600/Stitched_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/320/Stitched_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics i edited wif photoshop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/1600/priscilla.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/320/priscilla.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/1600/Stitched_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/320/Stitched_002.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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/1600/Stitched_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/320/Stitched_004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-116393000388422354?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/116393000388422354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=116393000388422354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116393000388422354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116393000388422354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2006/11/pics-of-cell-pics-i-edited-wif.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-116382744025401149</id><published>2006-11-17T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T21:39:45.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/1600/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our CG appointments&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/1600/IMG.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/320/IMG.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allownetworking="internal" src="http://raincloud.warnerbros.com/wbmovies/happyfeet/trailer3/trailer3_300.mov" type="video/quicktime" autostart="0" loop="0" height="146" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-116382744025401149?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/116382744025401149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=116382744025401149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116382744025401149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116382744025401149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2006/11/our-cg-appointments.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-116260994308233777</id><published>2006-11-03T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T19:15:25.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Making a commitment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Recall the time you responded to the altar call. Wasn't it amazing? Things began to change in your life. We spoke with better judgment, made better decisions, experienced blessings upon blessings and we had the fire of God burning within us. Its great waking up in the morning and we juz find life filled with direction and hope. Life was good, wasn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bad things do happen to good people. Things planned for do collapse. Academic results may not always be presentable. In short, we do get sad and depressed. And its during such times we choose to either stay and brave the storm, or get blown away by it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;KK once said, "we need to ANCHOR ourselves in God". Coming from the navy, it brings a lot of significance to me. A ship, no matter how big, is subject to the conditions of the sea. In dangerous situations, the waves can actually steer the ship off course and it may be actually heading for unsafe areas. But a ship anchored will be stable and though it may move a bit due to the waves, it will remain in the safe region. What does this mean in our christian walk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God says in His Word, that if we put Him 1st, all the rest will be added on to us. Well, conversely, if we put ourselves or our interests above His, we will be certainly lost. Its very tempting when we are faced with difficulties in life we choose to be sad or worried or depressed. Certainly, its much easier to juz ignore the problems and dwell in them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But i have seen time and time again how God is a faithful God. I will never be here saying such things if not for His goodness and love. For those who know me a bit longer, you will know i was very, very shy when i was small. I will never speak unless talked to, and thus i dun even need to say how much conversations i had with girls. Its always an uphill battle trying to have simple conversations with people. But now, i am actually fond of singing! Amazing! Whats more, i am taking this passion seriously by signing up for lessons. Its a breakthrough i really appreciate and i din achieve this by my own strength. Continually, God encouraged me to keep on keeping on. Move that mountain ahead aside! Release the glory in you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am very grateful for the people in my life. They taught me so much. Jim says that we add value to ourselves by building others for success. I apply this constantly and it really works. The results are juz amazing. You win, and so does others. And the success of others makes your life happy. I juz love it. Who says you can't have the cake and eat it? With God, all things are possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My qn for u as you leave this blog is, are you anchoring yourself in God? Are you making a committment saying, Jesus, I will follow you. I sincerely hope you will be encouraged by this testimony and make a firm decision to always seek Him. Thanks for reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-116260994308233777?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/116260994308233777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=116260994308233777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116260994308233777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116260994308233777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2006/11/making-commitmentrecall-time-you.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-116260407044009352</id><published>2006-11-03T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T18:06:28.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hongtat's bday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/1600/27102006024.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/1600/27102006024.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/1600/27102006024.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/320/27102006024.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/1600/27102006025.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HT receiving his card. 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Guna sharing his thoughts abt his fren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_YcgvpwSLuc" width="400" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tGnStVvcHnI" width="400" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;HT's counter-surprise....(haha, tried to surprise him with a nice cake but we kena shocked instead!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/36295884-116260407044009352?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/116260407044009352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=116260407044009352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116260407044009352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116260407044009352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2006/11/hongtats-bdayht-receiving-his-card.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-116191347125670530</id><published>2006-10-26T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:23:18.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your vision determines your future&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I believe that all of us have our unique talents. Dictionary.com Says that talent is defined as natural endowment or ability of a superior quality. Notice the two words "superior quality". Yes! There is a certain skill inside each of us that no one else in the world can match, that is, provided you unearth and cultivate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We need to see the present in relation to the future in order to be successful. Simply put, what you see yourself become in 3 years will be dependent on what you do now! In Pvb 13:4, it says that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The soul of a lazy man desires, and has nothing; But the soul of the diligent shall be made rich."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A person who is unwilling to put in the sweat and pain of achieving his dreams will never realise it. Yes, it is a painful process and i know it too. I spent most of my time in secondary school studying so that i could manage to get better results. I am now waiting to start school in NTU. I have to admit, that it was a most painful process, especially for me. I was from Normal academic stream and i did not have the advantage of the A maths background. Hence i was struggling with MathsC initially. But I wanted to succeed in academics so much i would not give up. And i am happy i did not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, there will be giants standing our way. And i mean B-I-G giants. If we see them as a dead end, we will stop and never succeed. But if we can believe that we will conquer it, and put in our best, I am sure we will not regret it. During such circumstances, lets also take a good look at what we have eg, our talents and skills acquired over the years. Yes, I did not have any any Amath background. But I excelled in my emaths and I will never give up. Those are my strengths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My question for you as you exit is what is your dream? How are you planning to realize them? Do you think you can do it? I may never know who you are, but I sincerely hope you can get something out of my testimony and make it a tool to your success. Thanks for reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-116191347125670530?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/116191347125670530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=116191347125670530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116191347125670530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116191347125670530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2006/10/your-vision-determines-your-futurei.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-116187475694248767</id><published>2006-10-26T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:13:57.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some interesting stuff in Youtube(btw Youtube was set up by uni students who haven even graduated....and they juz sold 10% to goggle=1.2billion! How cool is that?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo...Darth conducting a musical! Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O61Do03ZCjw" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at the little guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mdQRnU89aMk" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz look at this if u are running short of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZgSH-_d0mAc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-116187475694248767?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/116187475694248767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=116187475694248767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116187475694248767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116187475694248767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2006/10/some-interesting-stuff-in-youtubebtw.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-116187445971313741</id><published>2006-10-26T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T07:54:19.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Qns....and your comments?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return" (moulin Rogue)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-116187445971313741?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/116187445971313741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=116187445971313741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116187445971313741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116187445971313741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2006/10/qns.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-116187378618479614</id><published>2006-10-26T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T07:48:32.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All time favourites&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These are some of my fav songs. So happens tat they are from musicals. LOL. Maybe its in my nature?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not in order of preference....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) Phantom of the opera(POTO): &lt;a href="http://www.allmusicals.com/lyrics/phantomoftheoperathe/thinkofme.htm"&gt;Think of me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- I so luv to sing this to Cechao on the Mrt when we break off from fellowship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2) POTO: &lt;a href="http://www.allmusicals.com/lyrics/phantomoftheoperathe/musicofthenight.htm"&gt;The music of the night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3) POTO: &lt;a href="http://www.allmusicals.com/lyrics/phantomoftheoperathe/phantomoftheopera.htm"&gt;The phantom of the opera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4) Moulin rogue: Come what may&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5) Moulin rogue: &lt;a href="http://expage.com/yoursongmrlyrics"&gt;your song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6) Moulin rogue: &lt;a href="http://expage.com/dumbolyrix"&gt;Elephant love medley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lyrics of Come What May.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never knew I could feel like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like I've never seen the sky before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Want to vanish inside your kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every day I love you more and more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Listen to my heart, can you hear it sing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Telling me to give you everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seasons may change, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;winter to spring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I love you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;until the end of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come what may&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come what may&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will love you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;until my dying day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It all revolves around you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And there's no mountain too high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No river too wide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Storm clouds may gather,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And stars may collide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I love you (I love you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until the end of time(until the end of time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come what may&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come what may&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will love you until my dying day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, come what may, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;come what may&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will love you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh I will love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come what may&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come what may&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will love you until my dying day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-116187378618479614?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/116187378618479614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=116187378618479614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116187378618479614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116187378618479614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2006/10/all-time-favourites-these-are-some-of.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-116186137987679371</id><published>2006-10-26T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T04:34:05.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Lets start with my interests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/1600/017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/320/017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A picture tells a thousand words. Yes....I am in love with singing! Its my passion to put my voice on air(not that it is particularly good), but i want to be able to sing on stage and reach out to the hearts of everyone in the audience. Btw, that's the lead vocal of Delirious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/1600/LWSSOMFullLogoTrans.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/1600/LWSSOMFullLogoTrans.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;My approach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/1600/LWSSOMFullLogoTrans.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/320/LWSSOMFullLogoTrans.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Every building needs a strong foundation. Without it, a building collapses. Thats why i am signing up for &lt;a href="http://www.leeweisong.com/courses/index.htm"&gt;vocal lessons &lt;/a&gt;to get my basics right. This school will teach me the things i will need and i really hope to benefit as much as i can from it. I believe that i will be able to furfill my dream to stand on the stage and give a marvellous performance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-116186137987679371?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/116186137987679371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=116186137987679371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116186137987679371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116186137987679371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2006/10/lets-start-with-my-interests-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-116126510141249507</id><published>2006-10-19T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T06:53:29.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oct 19, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching the Lake House on dvd. It was really entertaining and rather thought-provoking. In fact, while i am now trying to learn how to put up my own blog,  i am actually listening to the melodious tunes of the movie which is being played from the official site. Its so wonderfully played that my words and ideas seems to be lubricated by it as i organise them and put them into this blog. This is my blog. My first blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-116126510141249507?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/116126510141249507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=116126510141249507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116126510141249507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116126510141249507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2006/10/oct-19-2006-i-just-finished-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36295884.post-116126416827339681</id><published>2006-10-19T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T08:09:19.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/1600/red_letterbox.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/511/4054/320/red_letterbox.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first blog but i believe it will be a thought provoking one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36295884-116126416827339681?l=heartsville85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/feeds/116126416827339681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36295884&amp;postID=116126416827339681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116126416827339681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36295884/posts/default/116126416827339681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsville85.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-my-first-blog-but-i-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>member 1-5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00573350634076732929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
