<?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-15589583</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:13:24.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>___________heavenly places</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>319</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-3304141604508025536</id><published>2009-07-13T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:48:29.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have moved to chockful.tumblr.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-3304141604508025536?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/3304141604508025536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=3304141604508025536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3304141604508025536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3304141604508025536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#3304141604508025536' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-1693553353940932334</id><published>2009-07-10T09:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T10:00:50.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>songs of summer</title><content type='html'>Resycned my entire Itunes library last night and stumbled upon some songs that I haven’t heard in a while.&lt;br /&gt;See if you own any of fav songs back in my jC days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All time fav : &lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sway by The Perishers &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;(till today!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark Blue by Jack’s Mannequin&lt;br /&gt;Ching Fei De Yi (Meteor Garden Soundtrack!) &lt;br /&gt;Son’s Gonna rise (Citizen Cope)&lt;br /&gt;NGS Asian Kung Fu Generation &lt;br /&gt;Starcrossed by Ash&lt;br /&gt;Boys of summer by the Ataris &lt;br /&gt;Save tonight by Eagle Eye cherry&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful by Everclear&lt;br /&gt;Praise You by Fatboy Slim &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SlagcFHxCiI/AAAAAAAAAdA/AN0J3TTYsFM/s1600-h/boys-of-summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SlagcFHxCiI/AAAAAAAAAdA/AN0J3TTYsFM/s400/boys-of-summer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356645211075316258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-1693553353940932334?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/1693553353940932334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=1693553353940932334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/1693553353940932334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/1693553353940932334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#1693553353940932334' title='songs of summer'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SlagcFHxCiI/AAAAAAAAAdA/AN0J3TTYsFM/s72-c/boys-of-summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-5581309051224509287</id><published>2009-07-06T09:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:40:53.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u must be kidding me 2009</title><content type='html'>Really? Really it’s year 2009?!&lt;br /&gt;Then why don’t we have a way to replace graphics card on laptops?!! argghH!&lt;br /&gt;Technology u suck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last week, Sam bought me sims 3 pc game but after a few games my laptop keep hanging.&lt;br /&gt;Initially we thought it was the ram prob. So on a busy sat after all the youth Sunday rehearsal, I chionged down to funan’s fujitsu care centre only to have the IT guy ran a test on this &lt;a href="http://systemrequirementslab.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;, which I could have done at home! Anyway the website showed me that my lousy graphic card cant support the awesome graphics of sims 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First im bummed out that I cant play the game cause it’s NOT possible to change graphics card on laptop.&lt;br /&gt;And also I feel like a noob for not checking out the system requirements of the game FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s Very important for me to be IT savvy,! (pls witty and wise). And now I don’t feel like any.&lt;br /&gt;Self identification zero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-5581309051224509287?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/5581309051224509287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=5581309051224509287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5581309051224509287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5581309051224509287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#5581309051224509287' title='u must be kidding me 2009'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-8082693965684412918</id><published>2009-06-30T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:09:26.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time</title><content type='html'>Having applied for international exchange, I am extremely excited at the thought that I could be living in a foreign country in six month's time. This bubbling excitement has been growing inside me and is actually the inspiration for my post. &lt;br /&gt;All of us have that thing in the future, big or small that spurs us on. &lt;br /&gt;For me as I'm writing this at work, I'm looking forward to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with jill n leon&lt;br /&gt;Transformers with cell tmr &lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Gatherings &lt;br /&gt;The remaining summer holiday I deserve&lt;br /&gt;End of internship&lt;br /&gt;End of exams&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So you see the list is never ending, and by the time I'm halfway through dinner tonight, i'd be thinking of spending time with cell tmr.&lt;br /&gt;The search for the next 'high' is always upon us: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I enter the office at 830, I can't wait to knock off.&lt;br /&gt;Once it's Friday, we thinking of saturday's plans&lt;br /&gt;Once we're out with our friends we can't wait to upload the pictures on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Or worse once the worship band starts playing, we think about our plans after church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get me wrong, im not going to condemn every enjoyable event on your schedule, but something is amiss when the most awesome event has arrived and yet our attention is not there to enjoy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, or is there something I don’t quite understand about TIME? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We humans live in time, but God destines us to eternity. &lt;br /&gt;For the Present is the point at which time touches eternity.  Of the present moment, and of it only, humans have an experience analogous to the experience which God has of reality as a whole; in it alone, freedom and actuality are offered them.  (CS Lewis) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is also means is that it’s not the past nor the future we do have union with God, it’s this very breathing moment that we mediate on His Presence, this very moment that we have the choice to be obedient, to worship Him in our thoughts and action. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the freedom that we have in the Present is the &lt;br /&gt;1) freedom from mistakes of the &lt;em&gt;past&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;br /&gt;2) Freedom of hope and fear of the &lt;em&gt;future&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This freedom from mistakes of the past is where we who are in Christ live our lives without condemnation (Romans 1:8). Where the truth we know, will truly set us free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, you would think the future is almost like eternity, where both seem forward looking. But future is within the time continuum and eternity is out of that. When we think of eternity, we think of our life after death, we think of our life in heaven. But eternity is here already. It was before time began. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this freedom of hope and fear of the future is the freedom of the expectations that we set. And God doesn’t want us to be enslaved and trapped in that. He says &lt;br /&gt;34Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. (matthew 10:34) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the story of Mary and Martha, the two sisters who behaved so differently in the presence of Jesus.  One sat so attentively at His feet, holding on to his every word and the other rushed around the house, getting things done. &lt;br /&gt; One understood that encountering Christ in the moment before her was the best part of life. The other was still preparing for that moment when she was already in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be in the moment. Live in the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-8082693965684412918?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/8082693965684412918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=8082693965684412918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8082693965684412918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8082693965684412918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#8082693965684412918' title='time'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-59152150923058290</id><published>2009-06-27T19:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T19:58:39.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging on the move</title><content type='html'>To all the 'first times' in life... I say Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How awesome is this iPhone, that allows me to blog on the move. am taking a long bus ride home after cell. (youth cell) Today we  came up with a name for our newly multiples cell.... Wait for it.... Wait....." CEDAR"! &lt;br /&gt;Just check it out against psalm 92 verse 12-15! It's pretty fitting!&lt;br /&gt;Cedar is a type of tree, almost like oak. Well the amazing thing is how the past&lt;br /&gt;Months God has impressed upon my heart the  vision of a tree with branches providing shade for the Weary n lost. Through quiet time with Him I keep reading verses that has something of a plant or a tree in it.&lt;br /&gt;Like john 15, the vine and the branches.&lt;br /&gt;Mark 4: 32 is the verse that I felt God really speaking to me when I seek him out in janurary at st john's island. It was an intention time of just waiting upon him to release his word. n God speaks... Just be still n wait. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's encouraging to hear confirmation like this. And ultimately Lord, work your way in us, not our will but Yours be done.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-59152150923058290?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/59152150923058290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=59152150923058290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/59152150923058290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/59152150923058290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#59152150923058290' title='Blogging on the move'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-5437171775901160797</id><published>2009-06-22T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:17:06.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sms musings:)</title><content type='html'>why must guys deny that they have a bestie? haha or the new lingo is "wingman?"&lt;br /&gt;im not shy to deny i have 2 besties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my IN-school bestie E got awarded to a hospital.&lt;br /&gt;her sms comes to inform me of the bad news &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;:" hey smu besties should know if the other is hospitalised right hahas" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if the ONLY receiver. &lt;br /&gt;hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently the phenomiahas no effect on E's wit.&lt;br /&gt;she called me to inform me of 1 weird news: acquittance guy, J, came by to drop of flowers n that was w/o her telling him her ward no..(ok the bigger deal is about the guy la.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after we hung up i realised i forgot to ask for her ward no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i smsed her: "eh wat's your ward and bed no? u think im like J arh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her reply: "cmon when there is a will there is a way! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;u obviously no will!&lt;/span&gt; hahaha it's ward 9B,. esasy to spot me amongst all the grandmamas!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhahas! ok la u get well soon E! :)&lt;br /&gt;( and i dont just upload pics of the food we had)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-5437171775901160797?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/5437171775901160797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=5437171775901160797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5437171775901160797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5437171775901160797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#5437171775901160797' title='sms musings:)'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-9005482989637943984</id><published>2009-06-12T09:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:09:53.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunrise sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else. &lt;br /&gt;C.S Lewis. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just bought C.S Lewis’s signature classics, seven books in one for 48 bucks. Really a good deal. Yeah he is more commonly known to be the author of The Chronicles of Narnia, (which has strong Christian themes) but he also had written other theological books.  &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some of his writings are rather deep, and I must say he is definitely ahead of his time! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Through the ages, history showed that it was impossible for Man to justify himself through the law from Moses. We simply cant be made right by our own works! It’s impossible for us to be holy by God’s standards… &lt;br /&gt;And with sins in us, how can we draw near the One most holy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God who is omniscient, (all knowing) knew that Adam was going to sin in the garden of eden. He knew man would still reject him even while He was on earth. Yet He still created us, not as robots to do his bidding. But He gave us free will, and longs for us to CHOOSE him, and worship Him as we are to be made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus who was there with the Father in the beginning of time was prepared to come to die for our sins, because of this Free Will. &lt;br /&gt;I guess it's because of this free will that made us, really unique. Think about it, there is really no one like us humans. All glory to God who created us as &lt;em&gt; {Humans]amphibians- half spirit, half animal. As spirits we belong to the eternal world, yet as animals we inhibit time. (C. S Lewis)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-9005482989637943984?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/9005482989637943984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=9005482989637943984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/9005482989637943984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/9005482989637943984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#9005482989637943984' title='sunrise sunshine'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-4696193169957769860</id><published>2009-05-25T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:10:31.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kiddy naps</title><content type='html'>The more I research for my international exchange, the more determined I am in choosing SPAIN! &lt;br /&gt;The Number 1 reason why Spain is for me: SIESTA. (A siesta (Spanish pronunciation: [ˈsjesta]) is a short nap taken in the early afternoon, often after the midday meal. Such a period of sleep is a common tradition in some countries, particularly those where the weather is warm.) so I found out that everything closes from 4-8pm (including schools!) so that people can sleep?!! &lt;br /&gt;I cant even remember when was the last time I took an afternoon nap! &lt;br /&gt;My gosh. Singapore is the WARMEST and there is not even such a thing as power naps after lunch! &lt;br /&gt;Weeheees.  my top 5 uni choices will Definitely be ALL Spanish schools!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-4696193169957769860?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/4696193169957769860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=4696193169957769860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4696193169957769860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4696193169957769860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#4696193169957769860' title='kiddy naps'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-8178506680622460018</id><published>2009-04-27T23:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:10:56.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>God has been really awesome, and i must say all good things come from Him.&lt;br /&gt;Am really blessed with my grades. got 3 A and 2 B+!&lt;br /&gt;best sem so far.&lt;br /&gt;it's so good that God has been answering my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;i still remember when i was stressing out prior to Boss bidding last sem, just worrying about group mates, professors, time slots, edollars etc. having to factor in all the other 1193029839247 permutations and combination to secure a class that i &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; would likely maximize my chance of doing well. &lt;br /&gt;it got so insane that i gave up. &lt;br /&gt;and u know what, i told God that im not going to exhaust my mind anymore. &lt;br /&gt;im just surrendered the whole issue at his feet, and found much comfort in knowing that it's not who you bid with/for that matters, it's WHO's that in control that matters. God is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up bidded for 1 class (FIIM: financial institutions and markets) all myself and it was the class i enjoyed myself the most. digged the prof's dry humor and learnt ALOT. and yay! im capable of comprehending financial papers now. &lt;br /&gt;oh yar! i must thank God for this :i got 35/40 for my final exam! and honestly i didnt manage to spend much time studying for this cause i burnt the last saturday before exam week at Zoom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me i have yet talked about zoom! &lt;br /&gt;zoom is the video scavenger hunt that a group of us has organised for the youth in our church.&lt;br /&gt;We give out a list of insane/ crazy / funny tasks for these youths to do and have them captured on videos.&lt;br /&gt;some examples of some tasks are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Pretend to have a bad stomachache on the MRT and ask a stranger for toilet paper&lt;br /&gt;2) Insist to buy movie tickets for a nonexistent movie. &lt;br /&gt;3)Point towards the sky/ top of shopping mall and get other strangers to look up&lt;br /&gt;4) Offer popcorn to people who are watching videos outside video rental shops &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vids were all ROFL- hilarious! the youths enjoyed themselves tremendously and it makes me reflect upon the differences when one serves out of love and when one serves out of obligation. &lt;br /&gt;planning school events like bay escapade, smux camp yadadad... never come close in giving me this amount of satisfaction. I guess i did it to boost my resume? and Oh remind me to include my 2 star kayaking certification in my resume version 10.4.6 &lt;br /&gt;my team manager said 2 star is resume- worthy? hmmmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back the point. so yar what i want to say is that what you honor God by serving you, he honours you back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;John 12:26 says, ‘Whoever serves me must follow me; and where I am,my servant also will be .My Father will honour the one who serves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;Sam and I went kite flying! our new found hobby. &lt;br /&gt;our kite flew so high the line reached the end of the spool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SfXfqs3RSgI/AAAAAAAAAcY/VjANvLsLJJU/s1600-h/SDC10032+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SfXfqs3RSgI/AAAAAAAAAcY/VjANvLsLJJU/s400/SDC10032+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329411658753329666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, it's not a speck of dust on your comp, it's our kite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SfXgPYFLWqI/AAAAAAAAAco/G2GFR2T5ukA/s1600-h/SDC10026+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SfXgPYFLWqI/AAAAAAAAAco/G2GFR2T5ukA/s400/SDC10026+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329412288829676194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SfXgGiqNElI/AAAAAAAAAcg/JCr0UIh9GOA/s1600-h/SDC10017+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SfXgGiqNElI/AAAAAAAAAcg/JCr0UIh9GOA/s400/SDC10017+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329412137050509906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha oh did i tell you sam and i were suppose to have this 2 person bbq at east coast park on thursday. &lt;br /&gt;but at the last minute, my mom and sis crashed our "party" lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SfXgpMPhBvI/AAAAAAAAAcw/dm1tUWFFOjY/s1600-h/SDC10013+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SfXgpMPhBvI/AAAAAAAAAcw/dm1tUWFFOjY/s400/SDC10013+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329412732328412914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SfXhUJPC5OI/AAAAAAAAAc4/fhASJx1bXg4/s1600-h/SDC10016+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SfXhUJPC5OI/AAAAAAAAAc4/fhASJx1bXg4/s400/SDC10016+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329413470255506658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-8178506680622460018?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/8178506680622460018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=8178506680622460018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8178506680622460018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8178506680622460018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#8178506680622460018' title='thanksgiving'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SfXfqs3RSgI/AAAAAAAAAcY/VjANvLsLJJU/s72-c/SDC10032+(Large).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-4703761103865490160</id><published>2009-04-25T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:42:36.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's no fear in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the way i read of you in the bible, it amazes me&lt;br /&gt;The way i feel you working in my life, it's incredible&lt;br /&gt;and you blow me away even before i've set eyes on You Lord.&lt;br /&gt;tell me what other joy, what another comfort there is that is comparable to knowing that I will be in Your presence for eternity? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one will ever come close loving me the way you have and will&lt;br /&gt;You loved me the same even before i called you Father.&lt;br /&gt;My sinful soul is not worthy of you becoming flesh, &lt;br /&gt;Of you being rejected, and nailed to the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could take every breathe for mine and dedicate it as a song of praise&lt;br /&gt;i know it's not enough to extol your greatness &lt;br /&gt;If i can count every thought of mine and dedicate it as a mediation unto your name&lt;br /&gt;It's not even comparable to the amount of times you've thought of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-4703761103865490160?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/4703761103865490160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=4703761103865490160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4703761103865490160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4703761103865490160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#4703761103865490160' title='there&apos;s no fear in love'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-8857646213092592363</id><published>2009-04-03T13:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:11:26.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>treats for your eyes</title><content type='html'>some cool graphics i found stumbling through the web &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SdWfYJINScI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/HCbShtgW5GU/s1600-h/qhAaaHoljku82ttbCzx6IxZco1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SdWfYJINScI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/HCbShtgW5GU/s400/qhAaaHoljku82ttbCzx6IxZco1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320333771924130242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SdWfUKpTnHI/AAAAAAAAAcI/5IOLDK5kCjE/s1600-h/pov.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SdWfUKpTnHI/AAAAAAAAAcI/5IOLDK5kCjE/s400/pov.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320333703611915378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SdWfEO678SI/AAAAAAAAAcA/U4V6Id21hVI/s1600-h/tractor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SdWfEO678SI/AAAAAAAAAcA/U4V6Id21hVI/s400/tractor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320333429881696546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SdWevXV2_bI/AAAAAAAAAb4/cSlcnkD1wOM/s1600-h/ebay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SdWevXV2_bI/AAAAAAAAAb4/cSlcnkD1wOM/s400/ebay.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320333071364849074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SdWenl3myeI/AAAAAAAAAbw/i3ggTehET_s/s1600-h/ts-rw2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SdWenl3myeI/AAAAAAAAAbw/i3ggTehET_s/s400/ts-rw2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320332937825536482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SdWehLK-uoI/AAAAAAAAAbo/o6nWlqFfgG8/s1600-h/song-chart-memes-much-want.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 381px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SdWehLK-uoI/AAAAAAAAAbo/o6nWlqFfgG8/s400/song-chart-memes-much-want.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320332827579824770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SdWdlBzbR_I/AAAAAAAAAbg/H1hl_BibmDA/s1600-h/coffee246011.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SdWdlBzbR_I/AAAAAAAAAbg/H1hl_BibmDA/s400/coffee246011.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320331794272962546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-8857646213092592363?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/8857646213092592363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=8857646213092592363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8857646213092592363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8857646213092592363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#8857646213092592363' title='treats for your eyes'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SdWfYJINScI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/HCbShtgW5GU/s72-c/qhAaaHoljku82ttbCzx6IxZco1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-4178655840230181369</id><published>2009-03-31T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:02:51.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tall= small.</title><content type='html'>after taking marketing 101, life's not the same. &lt;br /&gt;today when asked if i would like to upsize my mocha grande to a venti for an addtional 50cents.&lt;br /&gt;i replied " as i matter of fact, i would like to change it to a tall mocha"(smallest size).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really doesnt cost that much for an additional 4 ounce of coffee. &lt;br /&gt;but as marketing students, we know there is deceptive value addedness. the make belief-feel-good feeling you get thinking you have secured a better deal.&lt;br /&gt;how can it be a better deal when u just had forked out MORE then your willingness to pay?&lt;br /&gt;remember the law of diminishing marginal utility? (in singaporean term : JA lAT!) &lt;br /&gt;I dont even want That much coffee. let alone, overcharging me for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to secure the max consumer satisfaction. i downsized my mocha. :) &lt;br /&gt;bigger ≠ better &lt;br /&gt;Cheaper = Best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-4178655840230181369?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/4178655840230181369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=4178655840230181369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4178655840230181369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4178655840230181369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#4178655840230181369' title='tall= small.'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-4912050589254618077</id><published>2009-03-17T12:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:26:32.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>toyourHEART</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Savior I come&lt;br /&gt;Quiet my soul remember&lt;br /&gt;Redemptions hill&lt;br /&gt;Where Your blood was spilled&lt;br /&gt;For my ransom&lt;br /&gt;Everything I once held dear&lt;br /&gt;I count it all as lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead me to the cross&lt;br /&gt;Where Your love poured out&lt;br /&gt;Bring me to my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lord I lay me down&lt;br /&gt;Rid me of myself&lt;br /&gt;I belong to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead me, lead me to the cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down at your feet. It's where i want to be.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I have, nothing i own it's mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-4912050589254618077?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/4912050589254618077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=4912050589254618077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4912050589254618077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4912050589254618077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#4912050589254618077' title='toyourHEART'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-593636611099429039</id><published>2009-02-23T00:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T01:13:47.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>term break is here.&lt;br /&gt;funny thing is how i have to go back to school on a monday EARLIER than i ever had in these 7 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;ok i have 2 meetings tmr. CAT final proj is way lagging. &lt;br /&gt;i think if this was a project with other random people i will be freaking out already. but this one, there's immunity: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"dean listers proj mates"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;talking about CAT, the mid term was the hardest paper ever. it's so hard i almost had panic attacks. and it those paper like i wish i didnt mug for. &lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam and i went to this korean bbq buffet restaurant for lunch today after church.&lt;br /&gt;the portion was CRAZY. &lt;br /&gt;BEFORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SaGFbExU46I/AAAAAAAAAao/uJdIgQQ4cOQ/s1600-h/SDC11823+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SaGFbExU46I/AAAAAAAAAao/uJdIgQQ4cOQ/s400/SDC11823+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305668536202748834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER ( not much difference eh) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SaGFhnEhEgI/AAAAAAAAAaw/btNV169uzs8/s1600-h/SDC11828+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SaGFhnEhEgI/AAAAAAAAAaw/btNV169uzs8/s400/SDC11828+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305668648489259522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But the food is good la. we love kimchi! :) &lt;br /&gt;and watermelon hearts for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SaGFzH9-P2I/AAAAAAAAAa4/P0GeHKgYk7E/s1600-h/SDC11830+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SaGFzH9-P2I/AAAAAAAAAa4/P0GeHKgYk7E/s400/SDC11830+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305668949377957730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SaGGmp7eKcI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Pq5uzOjLm98/s1600-h/SDC11815+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SaGGmp7eKcI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Pq5uzOjLm98/s400/SDC11815+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305669834667600322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam's going for shoulder op this tues and i want to be there when he wakes :) &lt;br /&gt;i pray everything will go fine and his shoulder will just heal perfectly. &lt;br /&gt;wonder if he will beep each time he passes through the metal detector at the airport?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-593636611099429039?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/593636611099429039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=593636611099429039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/593636611099429039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/593636611099429039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#593636611099429039' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SaGFbExU46I/AAAAAAAAAao/uJdIgQQ4cOQ/s72-c/SDC11823+(Large).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-6042175289912051286</id><published>2009-02-18T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:30:18.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as warm as cookie</title><content type='html'>some simple words can make you smile, and go cosy inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i want to be your lifetime official prawn peeler."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-6042175289912051286?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/6042175289912051286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=6042175289912051286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6042175289912051286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6042175289912051286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#6042175289912051286' title='as warm as cookie'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-4441395838142606476</id><published>2009-02-16T02:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T02:39:51.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello sam</title><content type='html'>sam went away to malaysia to kayak this weekend. :|&lt;br /&gt;and i do miss him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of the first time that i ever set eyes on sam...&lt;br /&gt;i can still remember the day, it was the 12th day of july 2008, the sun was out, it was 1005 in the morning... it was my 1 star kayaking class. &lt;br /&gt;it's amazing thinking how &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;unaware &lt;/span&gt;i was when i saw him. yeah, that's the word. unaware. &lt;br /&gt;it didnt even strike me that i would befriend him and least of all this &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;beautiful thing&lt;/span&gt; we have now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love how i met sam. &lt;br /&gt;i think i do have interesting ways of meeting people. &lt;br /&gt;but this one's my fav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-4441395838142606476?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/4441395838142606476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=4441395838142606476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4441395838142606476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4441395838142606476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#4441395838142606476' title='hello sam'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-6339698520042765788</id><published>2009-02-11T01:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T01:44:20.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey dad. say what?</title><content type='html'>Not too long ago,&lt;br /&gt;my dad told me something that i dont think most would ever have a chance of hearing from their fathers. &lt;br /&gt;for that specific moment, I felt detached from my body. As though my soul had drifted aside and was looking at my physical being from the left. &lt;br /&gt;It was barely for 2 seconds, where I quickly force myself back to reality. and start asking questions, questions i dont really care about, but still asked to cover up the silence that were to come. i just knew i needed some noise, some distraction to mask the emotions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the Lord saith " this thing is from me" (1 Kings 12:24)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When im in difficult circumstances, or when surrounded by unlovely people, I know all these are from the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;I have asked to be humbled, i've asked to be moulded, be tested. and the Lord is teaching in this perfect environment.&lt;br /&gt;When this night is a night of sorrow, I know this is from the Lord. He has let earthly comforts fail me, so that I would turn to Him... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The lord is my shepherd. i shall not be in want. &lt;br /&gt;... your rod and your staff comforts me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-6339698520042765788?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/6339698520042765788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=6339698520042765788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6339698520042765788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6339698520042765788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#6339698520042765788' title='hey dad. say what?'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-6758665934443388995</id><published>2009-01-29T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:13:28.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thought #1</title><content type='html'>hmm i think i will want to keep my surname when im married.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-6758665934443388995?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/6758665934443388995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=6758665934443388995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6758665934443388995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6758665934443388995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#6758665934443388995' title='random thought #1'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-6552757300819799067</id><published>2009-01-26T13:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:41:55.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bubbles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SX1MxN4m_GI/AAAAAAAAAag/VXWYLDmE7d8/s1600-h/SDC11730+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SX1MxN4m_GI/AAAAAAAAAag/VXWYLDmE7d8/s400/SDC11730+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295473145281969250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the bear that we made :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-6552757300819799067?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/6552757300819799067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=6552757300819799067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6552757300819799067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6552757300819799067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#6552757300819799067' title='bubbles!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SX1MxN4m_GI/AAAAAAAAAag/VXWYLDmE7d8/s72-c/SDC11730+(Large).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-2637407651880623700</id><published>2009-01-16T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T11:20:26.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these are the things i wish to buy this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 110 mm film &lt;br /&gt;2) christian book on "hell/hades" preferably&lt;br /&gt;3) treats for my cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second week of school already and having lots to read up on.&lt;br /&gt;I guess im enjoying my modules for now. Business processes, financial markets, international econs! haha! &lt;br /&gt;I expect this sem to be a busy one yet again, with more responsibilities coming from kayaking exco. Glad that i was elected in, it has been a great exco so far:) &lt;br /&gt;so whats coming up on the kayaking calendar?&lt;br /&gt;Canoe polo clinic, white water rafting, cable ski retreat and more kayak xpedition of course! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;this semester cant get any wetter! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be praying for my cat tonight. seriously, the aggressiveness and mood swings are getting out of hand! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow sam and I are going to "build a bear"! :) &lt;br /&gt;where we get to stuff our own bear with fluff, record audio messages on the bear,&lt;br /&gt;clothed it etc! hahhas. yays&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-2637407651880623700?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/2637407651880623700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=2637407651880623700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2637407651880623700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2637407651880623700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#2637407651880623700' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-3804146564256100986</id><published>2009-01-03T23:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:18:47.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at st john's island</title><content type='html'>Cell time out with MSG cell at St John island today.&lt;br /&gt;a youthful bunch of sec sch kids i must say! awesome time of games, worship and just an extended personal solitude time with God. &lt;br /&gt;God speaks amazing poetry when you are still. Just lay quiet and be inspired by Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I hear the thumping of my pulse,&lt;br /&gt;It's You&lt;br /&gt;I feel the warmness of my breathe&lt;br /&gt;It's You&lt;br /&gt;I envisioned an embrace so intoxicating &lt;br /&gt;with who else but You? &lt;br /&gt;Lord when all i can do is to pen down a love song,&lt;br /&gt;You gave me Yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are more than just the air i breathe&lt;br /&gt;I came because You spoke &lt;br /&gt;and when You move, you are like the wind&lt;br /&gt;You soothes my anxious soul&lt;br /&gt;and comes as a refreshing shower on a parched land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, take me to the highest mountain &lt;br /&gt;where Your wind doesn't stop&lt;br /&gt;where Your glory is not blocked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Your wind kisses my cheeks gently&lt;br /&gt;Let Your wind whisper your words to my ears&lt;br /&gt;Let Your wind show me your holiness and glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-3804146564256100986?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/3804146564256100986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=3804146564256100986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3804146564256100986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3804146564256100986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#3804146564256100986' title='at st john&apos;s island'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-6434159092152263488</id><published>2008-12-28T19:01:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:23:06.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zooooo</title><content type='html'>weekends are the best with sam.&lt;br /&gt;we went to the zoo yesterday! we bought the 2 park hopper tickets that includes zoo admission and night safari &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVdc-mZ7-rI/AAAAAAAAAYs/bkbihexKKZQ/s1600-h/SDC11558+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVdc-mZ7-rI/AAAAAAAAAYs/bkbihexKKZQ/s400/SDC11558+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284794918273546930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVddHrgTL5I/AAAAAAAAAY0/irRQ0hpf9DM/s1600-h/SDC11560+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVddHrgTL5I/AAAAAAAAAY0/irRQ0hpf9DM/s400/SDC11560+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284795074261233554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these are the white tiger. nope, FORTUNATELY for us we did not see any indian zookeeper being mauled to death. but we did see the male tiger humping the tigress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVddQPw9ioI/AAAAAAAAAY8/BRSucV2gDFo/s1600-h/SDC11565+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVddQPw9ioI/AAAAAAAAAY8/BRSucV2gDFo/s400/SDC11565+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284795221433748098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVdd_pLxiDI/AAAAAAAAAZc/xK2DeqCadY0/s1600-h/SDC11590+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVdd_pLxiDI/AAAAAAAAAZc/xK2DeqCadY0/s400/SDC11590+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284796035710945330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVdd3XTvcjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Vjtj19nMd6c/s1600-h/SDC11592+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVdd3XTvcjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Vjtj19nMd6c/s400/SDC11592+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284795893473571378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVddvq3IfDI/AAAAAAAAAZM/_dA70-HBp4A/s1600-h/SDC11582+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVddvq3IfDI/AAAAAAAAAZM/_dA70-HBp4A/s400/SDC11582+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284795761283333170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this monkey on the right seems to be pouting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVddpvLedpI/AAAAAAAAAZE/U91AQQ2Q8gE/s1600-h/SDC11571+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVddpvLedpI/AAAAAAAAAZE/U91AQQ2Q8gE/s400/SDC11571+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284795659363186322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVdgo-ekKAI/AAAAAAAAAaM/FnZ6VI-SzrY/s1600-h/SDC11596+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVdgo-ekKAI/AAAAAAAAAaM/FnZ6VI-SzrY/s400/SDC11596+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284798944824797186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVdeZkBYgAI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/K96Yisq8AvE/s1600-h/SDC11609+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVdeZkBYgAI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/K96Yisq8AvE/s400/SDC11609+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284796481001783298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVdeSsG2VdI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ez7KtO1em9A/s1600-h/SDC11595+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVdeSsG2VdI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ez7KtO1em9A/s400/SDC11595+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284796362913109458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVdfMHANmvI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/QR6ACZM8W-0/s1600-h/SDC11612+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVdfMHANmvI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/QR6ACZM8W-0/s400/SDC11612+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284797349385575154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVdfaGyjhCI/AAAAAAAAAaE/kXEQ0LVA7cE/s1600-h/SDC11614+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVdfaGyjhCI/AAAAAAAAAaE/kXEQ0LVA7cE/s400/SDC11614+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284797589846459426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our spontaneous decision to tour the zoo is a good one :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-6434159092152263488?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/6434159092152263488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=6434159092152263488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6434159092152263488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6434159092152263488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#6434159092152263488' title='zooooo'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVdc-mZ7-rI/AAAAAAAAAYs/bkbihexKKZQ/s72-c/SDC11558+(Large).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-3865483685962619117</id><published>2008-12-28T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T15:30:13.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we had cell appreciation part 2 at jenny's new place :)&lt;br /&gt;Praise God for her new home that God has provided, which will also be our cell's weekly meeting place for the next couple of years...&lt;br /&gt;Am looking forward to God moving and revealing himself to us in that sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what we do at cell appreciation is that each individual will be placed under the spotlight one at a time. and we all just take turns to share how we appreciate that individual, or sharing words of encouragement, and stories of how this person has inspired/ blessed us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah there were some funny moments. when we laugh about the first 'fearful' impression that some girls have of other girls. (which i noticed is only a girls thing) or we just laugh at Chester's lameo jokes...&lt;br /&gt;i just thank God for this opportunity to hear what my fellow brothers and sisters in Christ have to say about my personality. i guess most of them agree that i am independent n strong... &lt;br /&gt;It struck me very strongly that these are my God given traits and I should use them to the best of my ability to serve and glorify Him...&lt;br /&gt;Zach gave a very strong statement that I have the leadership qualities to lead a cell group. wow...never thought i was capable of that. let alone others thinking that i am capable of that. &lt;br /&gt;well i will definitely keep praying that God will reveal to me areas that i can use my talents to serve Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also this cell appreciation really brights to light the little things that we do that may seem unnoticed. it's really encouraging to know that your littlest action or every comforting words spoken are much appreciated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"From him the whole body, joined and held together by every supporting ligament, grows and builds itself up in love, as each part does its work."&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 4:16&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-3865483685962619117?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/3865483685962619117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=3865483685962619117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3865483685962619117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3865483685962619117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#3865483685962619117' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-8026984590141463506</id><published>2008-12-26T12:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:26:10.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow been a month since i've last blogged!&lt;br /&gt;holidays are the most awesome, and of course God is even more amazing!&lt;br /&gt;i really love the quality times i spend with friends who mean so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;everyone at cell is just an angel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVRbFKObcQI/AAAAAAAAAYM/BQQIQBNxYGU/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVRbFKObcQI/AAAAAAAAAYM/BQQIQBNxYGU/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283948407014781186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best friend, and our 'favorite' teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVRbTfKVreI/AAAAAAAAAYU/1In2Nujmp9M/s1600-h/SDC11346+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVRbTfKVreI/AAAAAAAAAYU/1In2Nujmp9M/s400/SDC11346+(Large).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283948653152939490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weihao n choo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVRbrEYM44I/AAAAAAAAAYc/5qU6xIC5Aqg/s1600-h/SDC11482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVRbrEYM44I/AAAAAAAAAYc/5qU6xIC5Aqg/s400/SDC11482.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283949058280186754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-8026984590141463506?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/8026984590141463506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=8026984590141463506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8026984590141463506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8026984590141463506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#8026984590141463506' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SVRbFKObcQI/AAAAAAAAAYM/BQQIQBNxYGU/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-7266323237374861412</id><published>2008-11-28T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:08:01.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel it in the air</title><content type='html'>cant wait, cant wait, cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;duh.&lt;br /&gt;no prize for guessing what.&lt;br /&gt;hahah. im counting down. 18 more hours! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-7266323237374861412?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/7266323237374861412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=7266323237374861412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/7266323237374861412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/7266323237374861412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#7266323237374861412' title='i feel it in the air'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-6284730798213676172</id><published>2008-11-23T03:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T03:54:24.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SShiORHKY2I/AAAAAAAAAYE/OU9fonKgiYg/s1600-h/F1010022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SShiORHKY2I/AAAAAAAAAYE/OU9fonKgiYg/s400/F1010022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271571361088299874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took this back in hongkong with my fish eye.&lt;br /&gt;here's a reminder to myself to get film for the trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-6284730798213676172?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/6284730798213676172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=6284730798213676172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6284730798213676172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6284730798213676172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#6284730798213676172' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SShiORHKY2I/AAAAAAAAAYE/OU9fonKgiYg/s72-c/F1010022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-2414790237992013252</id><published>2008-11-21T15:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T15:45:17.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where'd you go?</title><content type='html'>hmm it has been more than 6 months since i've seen my dad. &lt;br /&gt;and he just sent me a sms that left me pained and guilty...&lt;br /&gt;i really dont need this right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of other 'more important stuff' seems to have clouded my priorities for these 6 months. &lt;br /&gt;though my father has never been an emotional figure in my life, and after all of his stupid mistakes, leaving this family in ruins.... i can so easily choose to be detached from him. but i cant. it pains me to know he's hurting too. &lt;br /&gt;my blood's rushing to my head. and i can feel &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; own blood in mine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-2414790237992013252?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/2414790237992013252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=2414790237992013252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2414790237992013252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2414790237992013252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#2414790237992013252' title='where&apos;d you go?'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-4327888356750128835</id><published>2008-11-14T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T12:25:41.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i want is you :)</title><content type='html'>If I was a flower growing wild and free&lt;br /&gt;All I'd want is you to be my sweet honey bee.&lt;br /&gt;And if I was a tree growing tall and greeen&lt;br /&gt;All I'd want is you to shade me and be my leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a river in the mountains tall,&lt;br /&gt;The rumble of your water would be my call.&lt;br /&gt;If you were the winter, I know I'd be the snow&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as you were with me, when the cold winds blow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-4327888356750128835?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/4327888356750128835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=4327888356750128835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4327888356750128835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4327888356750128835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#4327888356750128835' title='all i want is you :)'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-3351129997491635068</id><published>2008-11-12T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T11:09:24.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something funny to cheer u up?</title><content type='html'>St. Peter was guarding the Pearly Gates, waiting for new souls coming to heaven. He saw Jesus walking by and caught his attention. "Jesus, could you mind the gate while I go do an errand?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure," replied Jesus. "What do I have to do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just find out about the people who arrive. Ask about their background, their family, and their lives. Then decide if they deserve entry into Heaven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sounds easy enough. OK."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jesus manned the gates for St. Peter. The first person to approach the gates was a wrinkled old man. Jesus summoned him to sit down and sat across from him. Jesus peered at the old man and asked, "What did you do for a living?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man replied, "I was a carpenter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus remembered his own earthly existence and leaned forward. "Did you have any family?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I had a son, but I lost him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus leaned forward some more. "You lost your son? Can you tell me about him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, he had holes in his hands and feet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus leaned forward even more and whispered, "Father?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man leaned forward and whispered, "Pinocchio?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-3351129997491635068?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/3351129997491635068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=3351129997491635068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3351129997491635068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3351129997491635068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#3351129997491635068' title='something funny to cheer u up?'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-953954698022334875</id><published>2008-11-07T03:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:46:00.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is gonna be a speedy post, am just not going to abandon my blog any time soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt get 2 out of the 5 classes that im bidding for next sem. but i wasn't really bummed out, there are so many other things to be happy for. &lt;br /&gt;Well, first and foremost, Obama's landslide victory! :)&lt;br /&gt;wow, a darn charismatic man he is! He's got me glued on cnn website listening to his victory speech not once, but twice!  Seriously, go read &lt;a href="http://www.barackobama.com/speeches/index.php"&gt;Obama's speeches&lt;/a&gt; and compare it to &lt;a href="http://www.johnmccain.com/Informing/News/Speeches/"&gt;Mccain's&lt;/a&gt;. Mccain's really has weak arguments and all he can do is just to shoot personal attacks on Obama. After his speech and all, I wished for a bit that I was a US citizen, and be part of the glory and celebration that a leader is born again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;for every 4 years they elect a president, but it's not every 4 years a leader is chosen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another MAJOR thing to be thankful for: church has finally moved to the new location! &lt;br /&gt;The dynamics of worship is truly different now, and i feel so "wow!" each time i stepped into the worship hall. the red, golden curtains, carpeted floor... lcd tvs at every corner... it's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;today's friday... and im so looking forward to church this sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-953954698022334875?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/953954698022334875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=953954698022334875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/953954698022334875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/953954698022334875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#953954698022334875' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-1738654267350468725</id><published>2008-10-28T02:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T02:36:20.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the One i love</title><content type='html'>when friends around me are crying over broken relationship, or shaking their heads in exasperation, lost as to what they are chasing for in this grades driven life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand with arms high and sing Your praise.&lt;br /&gt;You know, I can never be able to put it well in words.&lt;br /&gt;really, what can i say ? what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;But offer this heart completely to You. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In good times and bad,&lt;br /&gt;I know You have my back.&lt;br /&gt;All of life goodness, wonder, splendor&lt;br /&gt;comes from You and You alone&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could do more than offer prayers of thanks&lt;br /&gt;But I know You never wanted anything more but a heart after you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-1738654267350468725?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/1738654267350468725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=1738654267350468725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/1738654267350468725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/1738654267350468725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#1738654267350468725' title='the One i love'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-2981428955390728046</id><published>2008-10-19T14:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:39:49.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>windsurfing 101. phew... no class part points.</title><content type='html'>am all sore from yesterday beginners' windsurfing class.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. windsurfing looks easy but trust me, it's not. &lt;br /&gt;but im glad i signed up with the course with sam (whose English name i JUST found out is really sam), it's really a FUN thing to do, to take my mind off the insane school work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 is the number of bruises i now have on my legs.&lt;br /&gt;15 is the number of times i fell into the water.&lt;br /&gt;20 is the number of times i have to pull that damn heavy sail out of the water.&lt;br /&gt;and 5 metres is the most i've surfed. hahahs. &lt;br /&gt;but yes, it's all worth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-2981428955390728046?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/2981428955390728046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=2981428955390728046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2981428955390728046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2981428955390728046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#2981428955390728046' title='windsurfing 101. phew... no class part points.'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-5978203601098874504</id><published>2008-10-15T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:59:44.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rrrrrrawwwwwwww!</title><content type='html'>Do i need group mates to copy and paste information from online articles/ books?!!!&lt;br /&gt;Someone did NOT inform me that the Ctrl+ C and Ctrl + V buttons on my keyboard are not working. &lt;br /&gt;am in a super pissy mood now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-5978203601098874504?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/5978203601098874504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=5978203601098874504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5978203601098874504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5978203601098874504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#5978203601098874504' title='rrrrrrawwwwwwww!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-4745940565271927926</id><published>2008-10-13T15:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:38:22.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i digg u</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SPL6PedSziI/AAAAAAAAAR0/e32vvEBzUwE/s1600-h/73319221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SPL6PedSziI/AAAAAAAAAR0/e32vvEBzUwE/s400/73319221.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256538858875702818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr! my greedy fruits eating monster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-4745940565271927926?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/4745940565271927926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=4745940565271927926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4745940565271927926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4745940565271927926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#4745940565271927926' title='i digg u'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SPL6PedSziI/AAAAAAAAAR0/e32vvEBzUwE/s72-c/73319221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-1639061339708440913</id><published>2008-10-01T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:29:27.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boy I hear you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I feel your whisper across the sea&lt;br /&gt;I keep you with me in my heart&lt;br /&gt;You make it easier when life gets hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't know how long it takes&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a love like this&lt;br /&gt;Every time we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had one more kiss&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you I promise you, I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I'm in love with my &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;Lucky we're in love &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;every way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-1639061339708440913?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/1639061339708440913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=1639061339708440913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/1639061339708440913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/1639061339708440913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#1639061339708440913' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-8709171724352204746</id><published>2008-09-28T18:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:07:28.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what was one of the song they played today in church??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one that i blogged about at 1am this morning! woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-8709171724352204746?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/8709171724352204746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=8709171724352204746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8709171724352204746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8709171724352204746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#8709171724352204746' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-6807531474571498437</id><published>2008-09-28T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:20:11.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday morning everyone's singing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Jesus Messiah&lt;br /&gt;Name above all names&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Redeemer&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;The rescue for sinners&lt;br /&gt;The ransom from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Messiah&lt;br /&gt;Lord of all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's power in the name of jesus! &lt;br /&gt;wooots! it's a sunday morning and im lovin' going to church. tatas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-6807531474571498437?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/6807531474571498437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=6807531474571498437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6807531474571498437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6807531474571498437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#6807531474571498437' title='sunday morning everyone&apos;s singing!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-5283491058830533836</id><published>2008-09-21T01:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T02:01:47.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bay escapade 08</title><content type='html'>After all the planning and preparation that we have been doing, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bay Escapade 08&lt;/span&gt; is finally here today:) The participants were rather rar rar on their part and i think the event was pretty successful! but it's pity i didnt really got the chance to know any freshies better, hmmm but still a great tanning/kayaking day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNU5S9A5qgI/AAAAAAAAARE/g1Cy6jYVbrs/s1600-h/SDC10623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNU5S9A5qgI/AAAAAAAAARE/g1Cy6jYVbrs/s400/SDC10623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248163938548951554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNU5z2WH-jI/AAAAAAAAARs/cL4WXdorMb8/s1600-h/SDC10846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNU5z2WH-jI/AAAAAAAAARs/cL4WXdorMb8/s400/SDC10846.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248164503694604850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ezzah doing what she does best: looking pretty &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNU5hy4ExDI/AAAAAAAAARU/jI8BwZ95EII/s1600-h/SDC10715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNU5hy4ExDI/AAAAAAAAARU/jI8BwZ95EII/s400/SDC10715.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248164193525613618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNU5nF5VwyI/AAAAAAAAARc/46Kl_LitEqA/s1600-h/SDC10732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNU5nF5VwyI/AAAAAAAAARc/46Kl_LitEqA/s400/SDC10732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248164284530541346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the org comm! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNU5uSpanLI/AAAAAAAAARk/11rm8wg-Dqs/s1600-h/SDC10769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNU5uSpanLI/AAAAAAAAARk/11rm8wg-Dqs/s400/SDC10769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248164408212495538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sam doing what he tries very hard to do : loooking good. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNU5cRW3REI/AAAAAAAAARM/19ZKmW13VSA/s1600-h/SDC10627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNU5cRW3REI/AAAAAAAAARM/19ZKmW13VSA/s400/SDC10627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248164098628600898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-5283491058830533836?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNU5S9A5qgI/AAAAAAAAARE/g1Cy6jYVbrs/s72-c/SDC10623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-4804517734112957072</id><published>2008-09-20T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T02:02:56.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome porsome!</title><content type='html'>i did this to my laptop. and i think it's freaking awesomeeeee!!! &lt;br /&gt;click on it to see EVERY sticker :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNUSV3ff9SI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jxMIWqCVFVY/s1600-h/SDC10915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNUSV3ff9SI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jxMIWqCVFVY/s400/SDC10915.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248121107652801826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-4804517734112957072?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/4804517734112957072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=4804517734112957072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4804517734112957072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4804517734112957072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#4804517734112957072' title='awesome porsome!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNUSV3ff9SI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jxMIWqCVFVY/s72-c/SDC10915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-9150489359556703037</id><published>2008-09-19T10:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:12:16.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this cant be happening on a fri</title><content type='html'>some things are really irritating the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one for example is when your IC arrow someone in the group to go get something done without CC-ing the rest of the group. tsssssk. im damn disgusted with this lack of transparency. and her reason for not being free to collect the form from PUB?! "DOCTOR"S APPOINTMENT" arggh. i think i can come up with a better excuse than that if i ever need to. and to cut the story short, I ended up being the one who has to go down to collect the form. argghhh.  (which totally screw up me day's schedule!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the second thing that is annoying the hell out of me also, is the "ching chang chong people. could their questions BE anymore direct?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday was fatty yong's departure. a bummer when one of your fav people in the world is leaving. i really hope to see him in Cardiff one day. bye micheal yongg! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNMKL4R95vI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/XHKq0Kuj1gI/s1600-h/SDC10603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNMKL4R95vI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/XHKq0Kuj1gI/s400/SDC10603.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247549190019344114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gladys realised she needs more of God's LOVE in her life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-9150489359556703037?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/9150489359556703037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=9150489359556703037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/9150489359556703037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/9150489359556703037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#9150489359556703037' title='this cant be happening on a fri'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SNMKL4R95vI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/XHKq0Kuj1gI/s72-c/SDC10603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-1273634472629577696</id><published>2008-09-15T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:22:49.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we let the world go by</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SM3G42AV_MI/AAAAAAAAAQs/jPao0lL8J6k/s1600-h/Robert+Doisneau%5BLa+baiser+de+L%27Hotel+de+Ville,Paris%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SM3G42AV_MI/AAAAAAAAAQs/jPao0lL8J6k/s400/Robert+Doisneau%5BLa+baiser+de+L%27Hotel+de+Ville,Paris%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246067820828425410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-1273634472629577696?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/1273634472629577696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=1273634472629577696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/1273634472629577696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/1273634472629577696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#1273634472629577696' title='we let the world go by'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SM3G42AV_MI/AAAAAAAAAQs/jPao0lL8J6k/s72-c/Robert+Doisneau%5BLa+baiser+de+L%27Hotel+de+Ville,Paris%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-2067000825447828668</id><published>2008-09-14T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:34:21.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gladys hates hates hates hates hates skype meeting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-2067000825447828668?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/2067000825447828668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=2067000825447828668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2067000825447828668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2067000825447828668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#2067000825447828668' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-1248997037793124686</id><published>2008-09-11T11:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T11:23:38.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SMiPDcWQs3I/AAAAAAAAAQU/4Nyn-98juv0/s1600-h/175173327f0f9c8161fxc4jt6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SMiPDcWQs3I/AAAAAAAAAQU/4Nyn-98juv0/s320/175173327f0f9c8161fxc4jt6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244599055384884082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-1248997037793124686?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/1248997037793124686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=1248997037793124686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/1248997037793124686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/1248997037793124686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#1248997037793124686' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SMiPDcWQs3I/AAAAAAAAAQU/4Nyn-98juv0/s72-c/175173327f0f9c8161fxc4jt6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-681634142763476755</id><published>2008-09-10T20:02:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:38:11.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i race you up Berkelah anyday</title><content type='html'>it was an awesome weekend, (this time without kayaking!)&lt;br /&gt;i went berkelah falls, in malaysia with SMUX. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we actually walk from Marsiling MRT station, across the causeway to City Square in JB.&lt;br /&gt;AND that was really just a warm up to the real trek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some parts of the trek were pretty dangerous, the slippery mossy rocks and my lousy frictionless scandals did nothing to prevent me from falling a couple of times.  now my knees are bruised like a tomato! &lt;br /&gt;some of the smux guys are really nice to help us on the trek... while others, i shant comment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after trekking whole morning and half an afternoon, we finally reached the campsite! and the final waterfall! &lt;br /&gt;which looks like this :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SMe53ACsyNI/AAAAAAAAAPs/qC3HUtPlgNY/s1600-h/P9060097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SMe53ACsyNI/AAAAAAAAAPs/qC3HUtPlgNY/s320/P9060097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244364645651499218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and for dinner guess what we managed to cook up at the waterfall?&lt;br /&gt;we had curry chicken, pasta, rice, eggs with cheese sausage, choc fondue! hahah it was such a spread man! i never knew trekkers can be so creative with food! &lt;br /&gt;if you think SMUX trekking is about canned food, maggie mee then ya sooooo wroonnnggggg! hahahas! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trek up to the waterfall was really worth it.&lt;br /&gt;it was an amazing view. and in places like these, i stand in awe of God's creation. &lt;br /&gt;It's indescribable to know that I'm being loved by Someone who form the valleys, drew the clouds, plant the trees, set the stars in the skies, and has infinite control over the waters! &lt;br /&gt;it's a very humbling and overwhelming feeling all at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shout to the Lord, all the earth let us sing;&lt;br /&gt;Power and majesty, praise to the King;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mountains bow down and the seas will roar&lt;br /&gt;At the sound of Your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing for joy at the work of Your hands;&lt;br /&gt;Forever I'll love You, forever I'll stand;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing compares to the promise I have in You."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the pics... and see His wonders in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SMe6dWFrMSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/9PGNtUSaX00/s1600-h/P9060065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SMe5r5t0EHI/AAAAAAAAAPU/4JCjYYX7JNU/s320/P9060046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244364454974722162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-681634142763476755?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/681634142763476755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=681634142763476755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/681634142763476755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/681634142763476755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#681634142763476755' title='i race you up Berkelah anyday'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SMe53ACsyNI/AAAAAAAAAPs/qC3HUtPlgNY/s72-c/P9060097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-4534111985516374882</id><published>2008-09-04T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T15:39:45.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's time for josef (again!)</title><content type='html'>met with my fav teacher over lunch today.&lt;br /&gt;mr josef of course.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at aston's before we went to this secluded starbucks at suntec tower 4.&lt;br /&gt;as always, it's such a great time with that man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really glad to have a 30 year old friend in him.&lt;br /&gt;he hates it when i call him my 'best friend' hahahas. i think it's the fear of the commitment. &lt;br /&gt;ah wells. &lt;br /&gt;but i do like to throw these big words around to scare him. words and phrases like " we've got a very transparent friendship" hahhahas! but we have established a common ground, whatever this is. a ex student-teacher/ friends- relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh we talked about deep stuff again.&lt;br /&gt;school (his and mine!) , family, spirituality, marketing, education... and what nots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm i always feel good after meeting him! &lt;br /&gt;think his energy and passion is infectious.&lt;br /&gt;weehees. i feel more alive than ever! ( or was it that caffeine laden mocha) hmmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows,  meeting annie and lydia for dinner tonight !&lt;br /&gt;wow, today's a CRESCENT pple meetup day?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, skype makes nicer message sounds. bubblish ones. hahas&lt;br /&gt;try it... it's like your friends are fishes blubbling in water, when they call out for your attention..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-4534111985516374882?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/4534111985516374882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=4534111985516374882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4534111985516374882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4534111985516374882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#4534111985516374882' title='it&apos;s time for josef (again!)'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-3812458250241319002</id><published>2008-08-26T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:18:57.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when your crush is a nerd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SLQeq5iucWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Sidn7OAxJQo/s1600-h/venn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SLQeq5iucWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Sidn7OAxJQo/s320/venn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238845988888539490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha so cheesy and yet so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;nopes, i have no part in this. and nope, it's not for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-3812458250241319002?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/3812458250241319002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=3812458250241319002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3812458250241319002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3812458250241319002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#3812458250241319002' title='when your crush is a nerd'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SLQeq5iucWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Sidn7OAxJQo/s72-c/venn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-5463662534456151824</id><published>2008-08-20T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T01:10:34.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kayak spells the same front and back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SKr8x5Q5ZwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/DexHwtQNLi8/s1600-h/P8070057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SKr8x5Q5ZwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/DexHwtQNLi8/s320/P8070057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236275450887104258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost a 2 star kayaker now :) from 0 star to 2 star in less than 2 months!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't really say what is it about kayaking that i enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;the expedition? the rolls? capsize drills? the kayaking buddies? the different draws? &lt;br /&gt;everything i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must must must learn how to do a eskimo roll by next month! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a different note...&lt;br /&gt;school has been kind thus far...&lt;br /&gt;the groups that i've gotten into seems decent enough. and there's this vietnam+cambodia backpacking trip at the end of the term that serves as the biggest motivation for me to work hard this semester.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-5463662534456151824?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/5463662534456151824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=5463662534456151824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5463662534456151824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5463662534456151824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#5463662534456151824' title='kayak spells the same front and back'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SKr8x5Q5ZwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/DexHwtQNLi8/s72-c/P8070057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-8565166196635355282</id><published>2008-08-11T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:32:21.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ena</title><content type='html'>despite the times that i've gotten upset over our failed meetings. &lt;br /&gt;or the times you said you will call but didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know in you lies my soul mate. &lt;br /&gt;someone who will always be my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not the number of times we meet up,&lt;br /&gt;or the no. of smses we exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in this special friendship&lt;br /&gt;i feel the Love of God, the hope in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and each time i thank God for his blessings.&lt;br /&gt;you will always be one  that im thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-8565166196635355282?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/8565166196635355282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=8565166196635355282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8565166196635355282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8565166196635355282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#8565166196635355282' title='ena'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-5910112574115561306</id><published>2008-08-02T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T13:50:31.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scrubs anyone?</title><content type='html'>back from hongkong!:) pics another time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, God has been amazing and faithful yet again! PRAYERS work pple! &lt;br /&gt;just sometimes when you know you can never accomplished big things alone, it's comforting to know there's someone Greater out there, watching your back.&lt;br /&gt;I know Jesus got my back:) &lt;br /&gt;who has yours covered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow on a totally different note, i DIGG scrubs! i know it's a old tv series, but Dr JohN Dorian (nice name eh), Elliot and the other medical crew is soooo hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;one scene, and JD's line was "wow, i watch grey's anatomy and it feels like they are watching us and put our lives on tv!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND another... " i dont dont like you, i &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; you"! hahah. total indifference! &lt;br /&gt;watch and learn, watch and learn ezzah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-5910112574115561306?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/5910112574115561306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=5910112574115561306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5910112574115561306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5910112574115561306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#5910112574115561306' title='scrubs anyone?'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-6079054624771260430</id><published>2008-07-20T23:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T00:30:16.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pop! goes his shoulder</title><content type='html'>freak accident today.&lt;br /&gt;sam ong dislocated his shoulder while trying to show me a hand roll (or whatever roll). &lt;br /&gt;after he bailed out of the capsized kayak, he emerged from the water holding his arm in an awkward position.&lt;br /&gt;he said in a freaky calm voice " gladys, i just popped my shoulder". and all the thoughts in my head are going"ehh are u bullcrappingme?!", "don't play la, not funny joke"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i waited for his "just kidding" line but it didnt come... his facial expression didnt change any bit and it finally dawned upon me that we are in deep deep shit.&lt;br /&gt;just us in the open waters. nearest boat/kayak/dragon boat was at least 300 metres away. shore line was at least 500 metres away... imaging me the inexperienced 1 star kayaker trying to tow a kayak back. i think i will spin all the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i could freak myself out with all these horrifying thoughts, sam took over the situation and in his still very freaky  calm voice, told me to grab his paddle and kayak while he held on to the bow of my kayak and used his strength to pop his shoulder back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could see he was in much pain. and i was praying like mad  "God, pls pls pls get his shoulder back in!! PLEASE!!" &lt;br /&gt;and amazingly, he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pheeeeeewwwwww!&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD. hallelujah! AMEN! i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH. just thinking of the "what-if-he-didnt-pop-it-back" situation now can set off another panic attack. &lt;br /&gt;and imagine if he couldnt bail himself out of his kayak in time. he could have drown and i wonder if it would ever dawn upon me to jump in to rescue him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.... 1 week ago he was my instructor, always asking me "gladys are you ok?". and now he's the casualty of this nasty freak accident. my turn to ask "sam are you ok?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-6079054624771260430?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/6079054624771260430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=6079054624771260430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6079054624771260430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6079054624771260430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#6079054624771260430' title='pop! goes his shoulder'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-7128404275935982279</id><published>2008-07-19T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:19:08.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>row row row your boat</title><content type='html'>it's surprisingly how much can change in a week.&lt;br /&gt;well, im comfortable.  i am. in this &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; place.&lt;br /&gt;a liberating feeling it is... and i thank and praise His holy name. &lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, this time round, it didnt as hurt much and it really says alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im kayaking tmr with the "kiyah kids", ezzah,sam n dan :) hope we will take some lovely pics by the merlion, and esplanade bay :)&lt;br /&gt;im really really excited to kayak. haha not sure why. just dying to soak up the sun, have the sea water on my skin and the warm breeze in my hair. cant imagine it was barely a week ago that i took my 1 star course and here i am "gushing" about kayaking. 2 star course soooooN! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter brighter note, im going hongkong with mommy in the last week of july!  &lt;br /&gt;besides the endless shopping and eating,what i hope for is some good bonding time with my mom again...&lt;br /&gt;the last bit of relaxation before the new term dawns upon us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-7128404275935982279?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/7128404275935982279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=7128404275935982279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/7128404275935982279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/7128404275935982279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#7128404275935982279' title='row row row your boat'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-694911391726299273</id><published>2008-07-18T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T00:14:39.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To every [thing there is] a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven. Ecclesiastes 3:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a time to fall in love, a time to fall out&lt;br /&gt;a time to be broken, a time to heal...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-694911391726299273?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/694911391726299273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=694911391726299273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/694911391726299273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/694911391726299273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#694911391726299273' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-3159419541247275383</id><published>2008-07-14T23:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:41:19.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEAMS. im all smiles</title><content type='html'>i got the funniest friends ever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ezzah, you win the funniest friend award ok! u make me laugh like mad throughout this weekend and 1 star kayaking has been great with u!:)  honestly partly i think i was not affected (as you've asked) cause i was really having too much fun with u and gabby.&lt;br /&gt;thank God for friends like you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SHtyJri11KI/AAAAAAAAAOk/k-C7315ta9E/s1600-h/n565005114_1423740_447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SHtyJri11KI/AAAAAAAAAOk/k-C7315ta9E/s320/n565005114_1423740_447.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222893703499469986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ezzah. says:&lt;br /&gt;from now on, we both must aim to be MISS CUTE&lt;br /&gt;ezzah. says:&lt;br /&gt;not miss HOTSTUFF  &lt;br /&gt;gladys says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahHAHAHAHHAHAHS&lt;br /&gt;gladys says:&lt;br /&gt;U MAKE ME LAUGH OUT LOUD&lt;br /&gt;gladys says:&lt;br /&gt;GOSHJ!&lt;br /&gt;ezzah. says:&lt;br /&gt;gladys 1 ezzah 0&lt;br /&gt;ezzah. says:&lt;br /&gt;the hotstuff/cute scoreboard&lt;br /&gt;ezzah. says:&lt;br /&gt;gabby (negative, not a competition)&lt;br /&gt;gladys says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah  i wanna paste this convo on my blog!&lt;br /&gt;ezzah. says:&lt;br /&gt;"he wants to compete but he isnt competition"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE WANNA COMPETE BUT HE ISNT COMPETITION!! WAHAHSHAHS. &lt;br /&gt;ha gabby, if u read this dont take it to heart. we still love u. wahahahs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SHtxpGoXERI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uMs3Wm4Hvx4/s1600-h/n565005114_1423749_727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SHtxpGoXERI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uMs3Wm4Hvx4/s320/n565005114_1423749_727.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222893143834693906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-3159419541247275383?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/3159419541247275383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=3159419541247275383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3159419541247275383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3159419541247275383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#3159419541247275383' title='BEAMS. im all smiles'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SHtyJri11KI/AAAAAAAAAOk/k-C7315ta9E/s72-c/n565005114_1423740_447.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-2547806559142861672</id><published>2008-07-11T11:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T11:41:53.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Praise God! i got all the modules i bidded for...!&lt;br /&gt;Been pretty stressed the past few days, scheduling and rescheduling my timetable! &lt;br /&gt;and now it's all come to pass...&lt;br /&gt;I asked Joshua to pray for my bidding last week at cell and thank God for answering prayers!:):)&lt;br /&gt;awesome awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-2547806559142861672?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/2547806559142861672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=2547806559142861672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2547806559142861672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2547806559142861672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#2547806559142861672' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-6728886312265163075</id><published>2008-07-08T16:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T16:39:57.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bidding!</title><content type='html'>Bidding for modules sure is a pain in the arse.&lt;br /&gt;Im so tempted to just choose my Profs based on how they look like. &lt;br /&gt;But before you condemn me as a bimbo, I have valid reasons for doing so. &lt;br /&gt;well, according to Malcolm Galdwell in the book Blink!, we should actually give our subconscious mind more credit that it deserve. A snap judgement can  be far more effective than a cautious, well thought through decision.&lt;br /&gt;This is how experts can immediately tell you whether a piece of painting is fake or not without doing any elaborate investigation on the authentic of the painting. Or a marriage analyst will know within minutes whether a couple would stay together or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really a good read! :) which reminds me to grab his other best seller "tipping point".... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, for those confused and lost souls out there. here's my little piece of advice. &lt;br /&gt;Do check out your Prof's photo before you head straight for the course outline or the past year's bidding price of that Prof. &lt;br /&gt;After 13 years of education, I guess we are all now gifted with the ability to discern which lecturers look like they will bore you out immediately and which Profs will keep us entertained for the next 14 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodluck:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-6728886312265163075?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/6728886312265163075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=6728886312265163075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6728886312265163075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6728886312265163075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#6728886312265163075' title='bidding!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-7550519940480154370</id><published>2008-07-01T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:41:19.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SGo0t_7iSjI/AAAAAAAAAOU/N5DnHKVWOAQ/s1600-h/200324946-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SGo0t_7iSjI/AAAAAAAAAOU/N5DnHKVWOAQ/s320/200324946-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218041083122043442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;it was the longest train ride home.&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/15589583-7550519940480154370?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/7550519940480154370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=7550519940480154370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/7550519940480154370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/7550519940480154370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#7550519940480154370' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SGo0t_7iSjI/AAAAAAAAAOU/N5DnHKVWOAQ/s72-c/200324946-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-2287387991088164565</id><published>2008-06-30T05:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:41:20.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chivas pong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SGgEyRFrRkI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gBshpQ87Vwo/s1600-h/n599267386_1372338_650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SGgEyRFrRkI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gBshpQ87Vwo/s320/n599267386_1372338_650.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217425429935900226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SGgDPMVtI5I/AAAAAAAAAN8/NYbuatrqj-0/s1600-h/n599267386_1372333_9093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SGgDPMVtI5I/AAAAAAAAAN8/NYbuatrqj-0/s320/n599267386_1372333_9093.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217423727853904786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from Vshawn's place! :) hahah it was like a mini palace. we had the most awesome bbq. food were orgasmic la!&lt;br /&gt;haha, there were even talk that we gotta make our gatherings a weekly affair! hahah. and we all vote Vshawn's lovely place and wed (mambo night) as the default place and time! hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just so relaxing, chilling at the patio, where perry provided free live music (with the guitar of course!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaah, but the highlight of the night was the table tennis challenge!! it was INTENSE!! we play doubles and losers had to drink chivas as forfeit! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SGgGAfXAhZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/feYPvXjVPxM/s1600-h/n599267386_1372320_5218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SGgGAfXAhZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/feYPvXjVPxM/s320/n599267386_1372320_5218.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217426773796488594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was glad i caught the euro finals! :) hooraay to spain. torres is HOT stuff. &lt;br /&gt;ahahha now i know spain/barcelona is my country of choice for exchange programme! wahahhas! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my ocip gathering kicks smux sports day hands down!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-2287387991088164565?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/2287387991088164565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=2287387991088164565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2287387991088164565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2287387991088164565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#2287387991088164565' title='chivas pong!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SGgEyRFrRkI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gBshpQ87Vwo/s72-c/n599267386_1372338_650.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-1856112934519549273</id><published>2008-06-29T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T18:54:33.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to pass time</title><content type='html'>waiting for time to pass till i head out for OCIP's gathering at v-shawn's place.&lt;br /&gt;it's crazy how OFTEN my OCIP pple have been meeting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me count. ever since we came back from China, they have gone to Mambo twice (which i didnt! hahah!, PERSONAL REASONS) had a bbq this wed and this is the second BBQ this week!!! and how many days have we been back? a mere 12 days! hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, im glad for tonight's bbq. :) a last min thing... plus it was the BBQ that me and ezzah never had yesterday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can.. we went for SmuX chalet and there was no bbq at a chalet!  and what was even more depressing last night. me and ezzah were the FIRST ones to go into the rooms to chop the beds but we ended up being the pathetic fews who didnt get to sleep AT ALL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we did had some fun night cycling to white sands, to meet up with her friends who were back from Aussie. hahahs. &lt;br /&gt;we were the ultimate Anti-socials! &lt;br /&gt;when the rest were playing dodgeball in the afternoon, we went out to the beach to play frisbee with some poly kids that we randomly made friends with! and they were *psst... MORE FUN to be with... hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shant comment too much here. it's how FREaKING annoying that if u googled my name, you would be able to find my blog! which is like how siannnzzz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies, since i came back i dont think i ever mentioned my OCIP...  *hangs head in shame*&lt;br /&gt;but the absence of my blog post does not represent a lack of personal touching moments experienced during the trip. it only means the writer of this blog is just too darn lazy/busy/ happening. being back in SG after 17 days have very HIGH opportunity cost ok.&lt;br /&gt;all of which surpass the importance of blogging, as you will know from the previous entry. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! shant digress any further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's dive deep into my memory and share about my china experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first day we reached the school, the children welcomed us with great enthusiasm! we were treated like celebrities, where ever we went, kids were pointing at us, whispering to their friends about us. and throughout our stay, the students asked for our autographs, took tons of pictures with us and the amount of letters we all collected would prolly take 1 whole week of non stop writing to ever finish replying. &lt;br /&gt;well, after all we are the FIRST foreigners they have ever encounter in their lives, so we are a bit of a fresh thingy! my Indian friend Devah was even more intriguing to them! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my teaching partner was brandon and the 2 of us taught a class of 45 students. &lt;br /&gt;We came with the aim of teaching them English, but I knew we left impacting in ways that we could never have imagined.&lt;br /&gt;Besides teaching English, we taught them games like " Simon says, blow wind blow, dodgeball, pictionary, hang man" haha, all of which they never played before. and of course, how can we forget our classic "teambuilding games" , this is after all a SMU led initiative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(As the traditional rite of passage into the SMU fraternity, EVERY SMU freshmen has to take part in the school's signature Freshmen TEAMBUILDING camp. and one of our university core module is "leadership and TEAMBUILDING" so how could we have left out TEAMBUILDING games in this largest SMU OCIP ever organised!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okiess i think this is part 1 of my OCIP experience. im drainedddd.&lt;br /&gt;talk about it some more another time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-1856112934519549273?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/1856112934519549273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=1856112934519549273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/1856112934519549273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/1856112934519549273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#1856112934519549273' title='to pass time'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-8265905200064614402</id><published>2008-05-24T14:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T15:10:16.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back home</title><content type='html'>i went back to my old house to visit my dad this morning...&lt;br /&gt;some nostalgic moments. i didn't venture up to my bedroom though. just picturing the emptiness of my bedroom would have been more than overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;back in 2000, the same empty bedroom would have evoked a completely different emotion. then, i would have been beaming with excitement thinking of every possible ways to fit the furniture in my room. &lt;br /&gt;"would the bed go here? table over there? should i lay out all my 7 dwarfs on that shelf?"&lt;br /&gt;it was a new chapter. a new house, a new school, new neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now fast forward 8 years later. the same empty bedroom is just disappointments and failed hopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talked to my dad over brunch. and slowly i think i'm coming to accept him for who he is. truly, i want him happy and though his decisions may have hurt my mom a lot but I'm happy to know he is happy.&lt;br /&gt;and where ever he may choose to reside, be in China or Singapore... I just want what's  best for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for my mom. I'm just not strong enough to handle her emotional breakdowns. i wished she could see things in a less conservative light and spare me some marriage details that are excruciatingly embarrassing to listen to. &lt;br /&gt;i just cant bring myself to think in her 'old fashioned shoes' and more often than not, i brush them aside in a least concerned manner. &lt;br /&gt;and why is that i feel more resentment towards the 'victim' of this whole unfortunate circumstance? &lt;br /&gt;i resent the way i see vulnerability. the way i see hopelessness and fragility. &lt;br /&gt;sometimes i want to scream "Move on!" i want to inject some sort of hope into the bleak darkness and wished M had more strength. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i wished she could be more like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-8265905200064614402?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/8265905200064614402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=8265905200064614402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8265905200064614402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8265905200064614402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#8265905200064614402' title='back home'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-8195199627275800236</id><published>2008-05-20T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T23:11:59.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alphabet friends</title><content type='html'>Name the people you know from A-Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A –annie&lt;br /&gt;B –brandon&lt;br /&gt;C –claudio&lt;br /&gt;D –Denise&lt;br /&gt;E –ezzah and Ena&lt;br /&gt;F - fiona&lt;br /&gt;G -geraldine&lt;br /&gt;H -hafiz&lt;br /&gt;I- illene&lt;br /&gt;J -jenny&lt;br /&gt;K –kian hean&lt;br /&gt;L –lydia&lt;br /&gt;M –mervin&lt;br /&gt;N - natalie&lt;br /&gt;O - ong? &lt;br /&gt;P -pius&lt;br /&gt;Q - quanda&lt;br /&gt;R -razaini&lt;br /&gt;S -sam&lt;br /&gt;T -tom&lt;br /&gt;U – .......&lt;br /&gt;V -vivien&lt;br /&gt;W -weihao&lt;br /&gt;X -xinyi &lt;br /&gt;Y -yong tat&lt;br /&gt;Z -zaoyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does A sms you about?&lt;br /&gt;she used to msg me " eh i will be late for church"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many siblings does B have?&lt;br /&gt;haha. i dont know but i gotta peel my eyes off his gf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's C's nickname? &lt;br /&gt;chock! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you get to know D? &lt;br /&gt;D is my sec 3,4 classmate. Class chairperson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How despo is E? &lt;br /&gt;1 is rather despo. the other not. wahahhahhas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much younger/older is F than you? &lt;br /&gt;Same age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name one of G's best friends. &lt;br /&gt;Me! Denise! Cheryl Hoy! Tricia Tan! Ailin and plus the rest of the NUS law faculty. G is really friendly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does H know I? &lt;br /&gt;yeah prolly. smu is how tiny. i give it 3 years more,  and i am SURe they will know each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happen if J becomes your enemy?&lt;br /&gt;then im screwed/ going to hell/ persecuted by church. wahahhas. J is my cell leader so there is NO chance she will be my enemy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under what conditions will K and L marry? &lt;br /&gt;wahahahhas. K will the happiest man alive. but under the conditions that L is not the L i know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people do you know with M's initial?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. wad is M's surname? hmmmm... *deep thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy talking on the phone with N? &lt;br /&gt;eh i dont know. but i will definitely chalk up HIGH phone bills. "hI Natg, how's US?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think O knows P? &lt;br /&gt;prolly. P was in Njc in first 3 mths... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How geeky is Q? &lt;br /&gt;hahah not really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is R very popular? &lt;br /&gt;hahahs. prolly. very popular with my bf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would happen if S likes you? &lt;br /&gt;we will go kayaking/ trekking/ biking all the time. whahahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is T a very random person? &lt;br /&gt;yes. he randomly msg me on msn... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How U and V related?&lt;br /&gt;skipskipskip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you take W as anything else other than a friend? &lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha yeah!. he was one of my ex.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are X, Y, Z enemies? &lt;br /&gt;prolly. Y loves me, z liked me, and i hate x. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From A to Z, who do you like most?&lt;br /&gt;Y......OU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-8195199627275800236?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/8195199627275800236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=8195199627275800236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8195199627275800236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8195199627275800236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#8195199627275800236' title='alphabet friends'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-2521642722664237140</id><published>2008-05-17T01:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T02:08:45.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jehovah</title><content type='html'>so my birthday came and passed. &lt;br /&gt;exactly a week now and i must say I'm truly blessed in the presence of God's angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Cell group celebrated my birthday and what a joyful occasion cause now my cell has 5 addition members : Jonathan, Grace, Zac, Mike and Joshua! :) Praise the Lord! &lt;br /&gt;that's like 100% increase in cell members. haha and i rem how when we started off this year with only like 6 members, after our old cell (Web) multiplied into 2 smaller cell groups (Imitators and Bridge) &lt;br /&gt;back that, i must say it was a test of faith. it sure wasn't comfortable splitting up a group of close knitted friends but we saw that there was a need to expand our tents to make "room" for new members. and Ahem to that, for now i see the harvest! &lt;br /&gt;hahas, well i know there is no pressure on these new members to join us for they can still hop around other cell groups and see which suit them best but i know it sure is hard to resist all the yummy refreshments that Aunty Heidi provides every week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really thank God for all 5 of them :) Thank God for their joyful cheerful spirit, for their maturity. Word time is very enriching with everyone's inputs. our cell has also become much noisier now! it's so exciting to be part of this growth process! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so timely also, i shared Word (for the first time) and was put in charge of Worship for cell. &lt;br /&gt;Throughout the entire week of preparing for Word, God revealed alot to me through His word. and im glad i had this opportunity to quieten myself and dive deep into the scriptures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so back to the birthday celebration at cell. &lt;br /&gt;Chester got a lemon cake, Jenny's mom made snacks, Minli took half day leave to make pasta for the cell, Emily handmade a GREEN card to contain everyone's well wishes and signatures...Jenny got me a present on behalf of the cell :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i thought all this lovely surprises were more than sufficient for me to feel utterly blessed, my lovely bf drove us to ECP and surprised me with a bouquet of roses and a cookie cake :) so we sat by the beach, with the cool sea breeze in our hair and he sung me my birthday song! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course.. the goodness continued all the way till the midnight of may 11. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today at cell it was as usual a great awesome time! &lt;br /&gt;hmmm. and in some aspects, I know very clearly how God would want me to change/ surrender that part of my life to Him. Some decisions that I am about to make may disappoint or upset people around me, but I need to focus on how it will please my heavenly Father. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Leon brought out a very interesting analogy... &lt;br /&gt;like often we hear of people crying out " O God, let me be on fire for you". &lt;br /&gt;but how is the fire suppose to burn when there is no fuel, no sacrifice? &lt;br /&gt;In 1 Kings 18, Prophet Elijah used the ox as a sacrifice on the altar that awaits the Lord's consuming fire. Elijah had a sacrifice; the ox. and i need to identify mine so i can be on fire for God... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Lord, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Come live in me &lt;br /&gt;All my life take over&lt;br /&gt;Come breathe in me&lt;br /&gt;And I will rise&lt;br /&gt;On eagles' wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one comes First but You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooh! im super excited for tomorrow's kayaking expedition! round trip from pasir ris to punggol beach! gonna be so much fun! &lt;br /&gt;also, i Thank God for all the job opportunities! :) He's the provider! AHEM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-2521642722664237140?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/2521642722664237140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=2521642722664237140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2521642722664237140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2521642722664237140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#2521642722664237140' title='Jehovah'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-205731594471173824</id><published>2008-05-08T09:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:26:23.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you spin me round round round</title><content type='html'>yesterday @Zouk was a wild wild night. it was suppose to be a pre birthday celebration kind of thing for me. and hell, if that celebration was suppose to make me feel more mature/ older/ twentish, it sure &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;. instead i felt that I'm at the prime of my life. so i woke up this morning feeling satisfied and contented. emmm. ---&gt; contented sound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went there with different groups of friends and still everyone gel together well. ( i think) haha. as usual was having too much fun with denise @phuture to notice whether anyone was feeling uncomfortable. &lt;br /&gt;it's always so fun with denise around. i seriously get more of a kick dancing with her than any random male "vultures". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one point, we were throwing ice cubes down hafiz's, guna's, yong tat's back. hahahhas. and we sneaked a sip of someone else's E33. but the dude was pretty nice and he offered us the bottles. and we end up passing the bottles around our own group of friends. wahahhas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also it was hafiz's first time at zouk, and i got to say to him " come, let me bring you on a tour around zouk". which was funny cause i never saw myself saying that to a guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-205731594471173824?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/205731594471173824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=205731594471173824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/205731594471173824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/205731594471173824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#205731594471173824' title='you spin me round round round'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-9105565121683820469</id><published>2008-04-21T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T20:46:36.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>la secta-La Locura Automatica</title><content type='html'>oh my! i found my wedding song! haha. &lt;br /&gt;it's Spanish (i think!) and im absolutely clueless what the song is about. haha, for all i know the lyrics could go something like " i loved with a fire red, now it's turning blue". haha&lt;br /&gt;but it shouldn't be a problem as i highly doubt i will be inviting any Spanish guests for the wedding! i really really digg this song! damnnn romantic! puts me in the "awwwww" mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there. i've said it. haha so no one will come along and say ehh " you choose my song!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HWD4KB-3ej4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HWD4KB-3ej4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/15589583-9105565121683820469?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/9105565121683820469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=9105565121683820469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/9105565121683820469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/9105565121683820469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#9105565121683820469' title='la secta-La Locura Automatica'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-6770793087918941394</id><published>2008-04-18T11:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T11:26:13.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer plans!</title><content type='html'>4 months of freedom! i am pretty hyped to get some of it done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) get back my normal sleeping hours&lt;br /&gt;2) properly tag and arrange my del.icio.us bookmarks&lt;br /&gt;3) gym&lt;br /&gt;4) tanning&lt;br /&gt;5) do what me and denise have always wanted to do, but i shant type it out here for some reasons&lt;br /&gt;6) sort out my google feeds&lt;br /&gt;7) read up on css and adobe! (ha) --&gt; i reckon this the most challenging&lt;br /&gt;8) find a job?&lt;br /&gt;9) plan biz dev related stuff for SMUX camp&lt;br /&gt;10) think of games for Big Cell Group&lt;br /&gt;11) spend more time with God&lt;br /&gt;12) spend some alone time at a cafe reading my book&lt;br /&gt;13) go China for 20 days&lt;br /&gt;14) hopefully go Bangkok with Denise &lt;br /&gt;15) celebrate my birthday ( muahahahs!)&lt;br /&gt;16) Bid for modules. I wanna do comms 215!&lt;br /&gt;17) plan word time at cell... hmm another 'toughie'&lt;br /&gt;18) get my dad's car and drive around?&lt;br /&gt;19) tweet more&lt;br /&gt;20) SMUX camp &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i will add on to the list again. laterz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-6770793087918941394?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/6770793087918941394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=6770793087918941394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6770793087918941394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6770793087918941394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#6770793087918941394' title='summer plans!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-8129487093581780146</id><published>2008-04-14T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:31:46.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish i wasn't here</title><content type='html'>would really kill to be at &lt;a href="http://www.totalteamprofit.com/?yellowhom"&gt;web 2.0 Expo &lt;/a&gt;at San Francs this end april. &lt;br /&gt;will definitely be an eye opener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahhh. back to FA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-8129487093581780146?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/8129487093581780146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=8129487093581780146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8129487093581780146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8129487093581780146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#8129487093581780146' title='wish i wasn&apos;t here'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-4497823027437192074</id><published>2008-04-13T13:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:41:21.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here i am to worship</title><content type='html'>It was a concert unlike any other. &lt;br /&gt;instead cheering in adoration of the singers, our praises and claps were all dedicated to a much Higher Being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the entire auditorium was filled with the singing of God's people, it was the moment when i felt i've caught a glimpse of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice nice pics below, courtesy of Ash. and his Nikon D300! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SAGWUwkRXEI/AAAAAAAAANM/Nt2ANJLu5qQ/s1600-h/n563903690_546239_9645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SAGWUwkRXEI/AAAAAAAAANM/Nt2ANJLu5qQ/s320/n563903690_546239_9645.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188593529086106690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SAGWRAkRXDI/AAAAAAAAANE/kXySMOhlSPw/s1600-h/n563903690_546238_9378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SAGWRAkRXDI/AAAAAAAAANE/kXySMOhlSPw/s320/n563903690_546238_9378.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188593464661597234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SAGWMAkRXCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/zzA3fzsaBsw/s1600-h/n563903690_546237_9154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SAGWMAkRXCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/zzA3fzsaBsw/s320/n563903690_546237_9154.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188593378762251298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-4497823027437192074?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/4497823027437192074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=4497823027437192074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4497823027437192074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4497823027437192074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#4497823027437192074' title='here i am to worship'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/SAGWUwkRXEI/AAAAAAAAANM/Nt2ANJLu5qQ/s72-c/n563903690_546239_9645.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-3356221537883182759</id><published>2008-04-12T00:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:41:21.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twitter 101</title><content type='html'>for those who know pretty well, you guys know i have been going on and on about the latest &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Web_2"&gt;web 2.0&lt;/a&gt; innovation : &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com"&gt;TWITTER!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those whom unfortunately do not see me around often, and failed to benefit from my little 'Twitter evangelistic movement', Here's the chance for you to listen up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWITTER is the next IN THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever wondered where in the world you were when Facebook was launched back in 2004? why did it take us (singaporeans) close to 3 -4 years before we finally caught on with the hype? ehhh.. just sieve through your memories, and i think we were on Friendster the social networking site (SNS) which we thought back then was the coolest thing ever. Back then, did we see a need to poke people? to own other humans as pets? to send them rounds of drinks? or was there even a need to shout out to our friends that "Gladys is thinking"? hmmm? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, there was no need until someone comes along with the latest innovation that blows our brains out! so before you waste another 3 years, wondering why the hell didn't you sign up for twitter earlier... here's the chance to be updated with technology, to embrace web 2.0! be a twitter today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; so what is twitter all about? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch Twitter in Plain English! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ddO9idmax0o&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ddO9idmax0o&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides updating your tweets via web, you can do it through your mobile, IM, or even through Twhirl &lt;a href="http://www.twhirl.org"&gt;Twhirl&lt;/a&gt;/ Twitterific (if ya on mac). The interface of these twitter desktop client are pretty geeky! &lt;br /&gt;here's a screen shot of mine. (if you dont like the font/color, you can personalized it to your liking) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R_-hgcP9fCI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Se89anG0qwk/s1600-h/twhirl.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R_-hgcP9fCI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Se89anG0qwk/s400/twhirl.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188042874465123362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my twhirl, you can see that I can reply to people's tweets. and if you are thinking twittering is just like a msn convo, well i think it's alot less distracting, and besides having one to one conversations like on msn, Twitter facilitates many people adding on to the conversation at any time of the day and it'll carry on. also see the right column on this page, under "twitter updates", i've brought my twitter page to you! You can see some of my replies to people's tweets.![@kennethteo is some cool dude!] haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, i can link my twitter to facebook. and whatever updates that i post on twitter will automatically be updated to my facebook status, and you will see "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;G is twittering&lt;/span&gt;: Planet shakers concert was a awesome time of worship!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furtheremore, Twitter can be linked to &lt;a href="http://www.rememberthemilk.com"&gt;Remember the milk&lt;/a&gt;, which is like a online "to do list" and task management. What twitter does it to update you, on your twitter desktop (such as twhirl) of the deadlines dued!&lt;br /&gt;(remember the milk can be synced to your google calendar too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it may not seem "that fun" to be the first few people to have a twitter.&lt;br /&gt;you know how like facebook, handphones will never be as popular if it wasn't for others around you who are also users of these SNSs and gadgets? twitter is the same! the more people you have connected on it, the more fun it will be! &lt;br /&gt;so get your own twitter and convert those around you to have 1 too! If you think you dont have enough friends on twitter, you can  add/ "follow" other like minded singaporeans and allow this to be a new platform to meet new people! I assure you the Twitter community is the least desperate, but rather, a gathering of mature like minded people who i must say is the geeky sort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i feel that the possibilities of Twitter is endless... im really excited to see it grow and expand! Check out &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/gladyschock"&gt;my Twitter page&lt;/a&gt; and "follow me" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S the opportunity cost of writing this blog entry is really high. (it's a friday on my study week and i have sooo much to mug!!)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading till the end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-3356221537883182759?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/3356221537883182759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=3356221537883182759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3356221537883182759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3356221537883182759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#3356221537883182759' title='twitter 101'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R_-hgcP9fCI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Se89anG0qwk/s72-c/twhirl.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-8912986531968142669</id><published>2008-04-11T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T00:52:01.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;a thousand times i fail, Your mercy remains.&lt;br /&gt;should i stumble again, I'm caught in Your grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may this work out for the best You have for me Lord.&lt;br /&gt;never wanna look back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-8912986531968142669?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/8912986531968142669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=8912986531968142669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8912986531968142669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8912986531968142669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#8912986531968142669' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-6815729598753500011</id><published>2008-04-06T03:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T03:09:08.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beams*</title><content type='html'>i think I'm really happy now :)&lt;br /&gt;thankfully no one is flying off on a jet plane tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-6815729598753500011?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/6815729598753500011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=6815729598753500011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6815729598753500011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/6815729598753500011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#6815729598753500011' title='beams*'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-7188949259397466516</id><published>2008-03-30T02:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T02:43:17.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im from venus ( i think)</title><content type='html'>you know like how u think someone is damn annoying. and then like suddenly he becomes mr nice? &lt;br /&gt;yeah i think that just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds me alot of my primary days. when i used to have this immense hatred for anyone of the opposite gender. then suddenly, when puberty struck. ha ha ha. look who's having the last laugh. sure is a love hate thing going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-7188949259397466516?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/7188949259397466516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=7188949259397466516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/7188949259397466516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/7188949259397466516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#7188949259397466516' title='im from venus ( i think)'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-4605710369467810171</id><published>2008-03-27T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:41:21.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>being on top</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-sYpTdgWpI/AAAAAAAAAMo/hpvtoUscOl8/s1600-h/Untitled+picture.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-sYpTdgWpI/AAAAAAAAAMo/hpvtoUscOl8/s400/Untitled+picture.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182262894097619602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-4605710369467810171?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/4605710369467810171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=4605710369467810171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4605710369467810171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4605710369467810171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#4605710369467810171' title='being on top'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-sYpTdgWpI/AAAAAAAAAMo/hpvtoUscOl8/s72-c/Untitled+picture.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-2743474068760418413</id><published>2008-03-25T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:41:22.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the very sweet thing called love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-kA8jdgWmI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/O4bJkhpz0Oc/s1600-h/z09ZXPsNG6kxmh07ciIPOWDp_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-kA8jdgWmI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/O4bJkhpz0Oc/s320/z09ZXPsNG6kxmh07ciIPOWDp_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181673886577613410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stumbled upon this blog, called &lt;a href="http://himandher.org/"&gt;"Him &amp; Her" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess it's the sweetest blog i've ever read. &lt;br /&gt;it's a blog co hosted by this couple, who is totally unrelated to me, whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;and i can't help but feel all so warm and dandy inside just reading their posts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a line by the girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Reason #75223 for loving Him: We couldn’t remember what drink I had the other time which I loved. So he bought one of two closest choices so I could choose. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. that's any good reason to clear away the hdark clouds in anyone's life. &lt;br /&gt;and here's another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-kEnjdgWoI/AAAAAAAAAMg/hmLChsDFESc/s1600-h/Untitled+picture.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-kEnjdgWoI/AAAAAAAAAMg/hmLChsDFESc/s400/Untitled+picture.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181677923846871682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) beams. this blog made my day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-2743474068760418413?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/2743474068760418413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=2743474068760418413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2743474068760418413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2743474068760418413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#2743474068760418413' title='the very sweet thing called love'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-kA8jdgWmI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/O4bJkhpz0Oc/s72-c/z09ZXPsNG6kxmh07ciIPOWDp_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-3009694620562691203</id><published>2008-03-23T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T01:03:50.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>easter sunday</title><content type='html'>I want to remember this very day. 23 March 08.&lt;br /&gt;The day of my &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;baptism&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a wonderful spiritual milestone in my Christian life and i'm glad my close friends, family were there to witness it.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Ena, Annie, Lydia for being there. You guys are the best sisters in Christ anyone can wish for, and i thank for your presence in my life. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lydia for bringing me to Christ, for all the spiritual knowledge you have shared with me and annie in FERC since 2004. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you annie for your love in Christ that touched my heart. I remember back in sec 4,it was your spiritual high that made me long to know the personal Savior that you love so passionately.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we three may not hang out as often as we used to, but i still hold you guys very closely in my heart. I thank God in every remembrance of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Ena for picking me up in times of spiritual dryness and Im just so blessed at the fact that my very best friend worship the same living God as i do. May our friendship continue to grow stronger in the Lord each day :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im just so blessed to be part of Imitators cell group. i know if i have to count my blessings, i would count " being part of Imitators cell group" TWICE or even THRICE! when i look around at the earthly things i desire, i realised it all fails in comparisons to the spiritual blessings I have. &lt;br /&gt;and this just brought to my mind a passage from Matthew 6:19-20 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. 20But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for everyone in Imitators/ Bridge. :) im so full of gratitude and thanksgiving now .. and my words just seem so ineloquent when it comes to expressing how i feel inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to remember today's Easter Sunday Service at Palawan Beach. &lt;br /&gt;I want to remember the soft sand in my toes and the scenic view of the horizon this morning. &lt;br /&gt;I want to remember the sermon of John 20. &lt;br /&gt;I want to remember the anguish and sorrow i felt when i saw David's reenactment of Christ last living moments before He was cruxified.&lt;br /&gt;I want to remember the joy as we sung the worship songs proclaiming "You are alive and have risen!" &lt;br /&gt;I want to remember the feeling of embarking on a new life with You. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;take it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-3009694620562691203?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/3009694620562691203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=3009694620562691203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3009694620562691203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3009694620562691203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#3009694620562691203' title='easter sunday'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-5627403959236315231</id><published>2008-03-22T00:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:41:22.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good friday</title><content type='html'>Till on that cross as Jesus died&lt;br /&gt;The wrath of God was satisfied&lt;br /&gt;For every sin on Him was laid&lt;br /&gt;Here in the death of Christ I live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Good Friday, &lt;br /&gt;i thank you Lord for the price you've paid on the cross. no words can ever express how great your love is. &lt;br /&gt;and im sorry Lord for the ways that I've let you down. I pray that with your mighty strength, you will transform me after your image. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your abundant blessings in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for "imitators" cell group. for such a great time of fellowship and fun at the bbq. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;at peace once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-PriTdgWiI/AAAAAAAAALw/irVaJ6gCyao/s1600-h/n563903690_504035_385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-PriTdgWiI/AAAAAAAAALw/irVaJ6gCyao/s320/n563903690_504035_385.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180242970978310690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-PrrzdgWjI/AAAAAAAAAL4/5OBVrNFuxQE/s1600-h/n563903690_504031_8670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-PrrzdgWjI/AAAAAAAAAL4/5OBVrNFuxQE/s320/n563903690_504031_8670.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180243134187067954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-PryDdgWkI/AAAAAAAAAMA/lXSbo8N47Aw/s1600-h/n563903690_504037_1169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-PryDdgWkI/AAAAAAAAAMA/lXSbo8N47Aw/s320/n563903690_504037_1169.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180243241561250370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:But he was pierced for our rebellion,&lt;br /&gt;      crushed for our sins.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; He was beaten so we could be whole.&lt;br /&gt;      He was whipped so we could be healed&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isiah 53: 5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-5627403959236315231?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/5627403959236315231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=5627403959236315231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5627403959236315231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5627403959236315231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#5627403959236315231' title='good friday'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-PriTdgWiI/AAAAAAAAALw/irVaJ6gCyao/s72-c/n563903690_504035_385.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-3605896265774144848</id><published>2008-03-19T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:41:23.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-FG1BXF7VI/AAAAAAAAALg/0YE5O4jnPyE/s1600-h/n592702995_372340_3787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-FG1BXF7VI/AAAAAAAAALg/0YE5O4jnPyE/s320/n592702995_372340_3787.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179498923165085010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-FGvRXF7UI/AAAAAAAAALY/9Gbm3bXROHo/s1600-h/n592702995_372337_2736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-FGvRXF7UI/AAAAAAAAALY/9Gbm3bXROHo/s320/n592702995_372337_2736.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179498824380837186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a refreshing time meeting up with ena, cheryl and josef tan! &lt;br /&gt;we had dinner at the exuberantly overpriced newton circus, where the food wasn't that fantastic either.&lt;br /&gt;but the company sure was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just a great, enjoyable time hanging out them and i actually felt a bit sad that we had to go back home so soon :( &lt;br /&gt;haha, i just don't think i can get enough talking to josef. he's such a great guy to talk to, to laugh at, to joke around with. i don't know if you know the refreshing feeling of talking to someone from a different walk of life. instead of the usual school talk, josef tan was able to spice up our conversations with his perspectives of relationships/ marriage/ school (from a teacher's point of view!) and of course his silly antics of "ways to pose to look slim in a picture". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he thinks by sucking the air out of his cheeks will make him look slimmer! haha! not working mr josef! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-FG_hXF7WI/AAAAAAAAALo/ARgAymbkk1M/s1600-h/n592702995_372333_1331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-FG_hXF7WI/AAAAAAAAALo/ARgAymbkk1M/s320/n592702995_372333_1331.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179499103553711458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas, and he's nice to let us drove his car back to each of our house.&lt;br /&gt;and in the car back, i asked if he thinks that we've matured in the way that we talk about things now. and he said &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;definitely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, and i felt this lil pride whelming up within me. you know, the thought that you are growing up! &lt;br /&gt;hahas. yays! im growing up! :)and i think it's alot because of smu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-3605896265774144848?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/3605896265774144848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=3605896265774144848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3605896265774144848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3605896265774144848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#3605896265774144848' title='never enough'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R-FG1BXF7VI/AAAAAAAAALg/0YE5O4jnPyE/s72-c/n592702995_372340_3787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-9058796252504071278</id><published>2008-03-16T20:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T20:38:14.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>warped day</title><content type='html'>project meeting in school today effectively ruined my Sunday. it's just the horrid feeling i get when i hang around the city campus too much. it's eeky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i canceled my tuition just for this meeting and it was not all that productive, which really ticked me off. blahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;some people really need to be spoon fed! and it bothers me a lot. fine, it's justifiable that your command of English ain't that good, but i really don't see any effort from you to want to attempt to work out a speech. &lt;br /&gt;Ironically, your msn-ing skills during meetings seems more than satisfactory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-9058796252504071278?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/9058796252504071278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=9058796252504071278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/9058796252504071278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/9058796252504071278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#9058796252504071278' title='warped day'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-3034495583160817352</id><published>2008-03-14T00:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T20:56:31.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeners embargo</title><content type='html'>it was a great night at timbre with denise and kian.&lt;br /&gt;goodfellas! (my fav band) played tonight :)&lt;br /&gt;as usual, denise and in our melodramatic voices crooned to the lyrics of "creep", "closer", you know the usual covers that the band always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no beer tonight, but my bestie was still a lil high.haha. 2 more months till we set another record breaking night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and i like it where we are now.&lt;br /&gt;being dependent, with no emotional baggage, no silly distractions that take time away from the MORE important things in life :)&lt;br /&gt;yup that's right, it's the whole "weeners embargo" phase now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oks am tired.&lt;br /&gt;laterz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-3034495583160817352?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/3034495583160817352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=3034495583160817352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3034495583160817352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3034495583160817352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#3034495583160817352' title='weeners embargo'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-4278939623654624084</id><published>2008-03-10T02:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:41:23.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my girlfriend and i</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R9QoCBXF7TI/AAAAAAAAALQ/gABNwCzpIFs/s1600-h/Photo+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R9QoCBXF7TI/AAAAAAAAALQ/gABNwCzpIFs/s200/Photo+112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175805886945684786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R9QnqxXF7SI/AAAAAAAAALI/7VQF2jZuzA0/s1600-h/Photo+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R9QnqxXF7SI/AAAAAAAAALI/7VQF2jZuzA0/s200/Photo+109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175805487513726242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R9QnbRXF7RI/AAAAAAAAALA/RidR2ArKwSU/s1600-h/Photo+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R9QnbRXF7RI/AAAAAAAAALA/RidR2ArKwSU/s200/Photo+102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175805221225753874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend, denise was almost like a girlfriend to me. :) haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday night, we met for coffee in town. it was an impromptu meeting, something we never did! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on saturday night, she came pick me up from the smux bbq (which was really fun by the way) and we walked over to her house, where i stayed over! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we photo whored on her macbook and talked till the early hours of the morning. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;love you girlfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt; sometimes you make me wonder if im bi. hahaha&lt;/font&gt; kiddingggg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-4278939623654624084?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/4278939623654624084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=4278939623654624084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4278939623654624084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4278939623654624084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#4278939623654624084' title='my girlfriend and i'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R9QoCBXF7TI/AAAAAAAAALQ/gABNwCzpIFs/s72-c/Photo+112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-9071707903800432428</id><published>2008-03-06T09:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:22:33.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the weather's a bitch</title><content type='html'>looks like im not the only one. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's been gloomy and wet the past consecutive 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;yikes. perfect reflection of my mood when i wake up in the morning too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up this morning and decided to miss the first half of my TWC class.&lt;br /&gt;stupid weather. the rain's like not going to clear up. in fact, the rain's heavier than when i was SUPPOSED to set off for class. arghhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i end up watching 1 episode of FRIENDS for some humor therapy.&lt;br /&gt;it worked. kinda. a little.&lt;br /&gt;ciaos. going to set off for school now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rant rant rant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-9071707903800432428?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-15589583.post-4643958254601947067</id><published>2008-03-05T03:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T03:22:54.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unbreakable records</title><content type='html'>i did the impossible today.&lt;br /&gt;i stayed in school compiling my TWC report with 1 other group mate till 230am.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. wont be surprised if u did a double take on that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;230am. mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i shan't lose focus on what i've set out to accomplish this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"social issues are non issues" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus i am on a "clubbing sabbatical". no more clubbing till summers.&lt;br /&gt;last week's experience at mambo was horrible. enough to turn me off full time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so much i wanna say here. :| but knowing who my audience is, just deters me from doing so.&lt;br /&gt;in a nutshell. i quite crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im blogging random thoughts. dont blame me. it's 316am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling empty despite the ways i try to fill myself up.&lt;br /&gt;Empty. my life, devoid of hue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going HONG KONG for R&amp;R after my OCIP in China. never been to hongkong. so yays im looking forward to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think my comments are bit brash. i hate myself for being like that. im sorry if it hurts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis have not been back home in a couple of days. hmmm. where'd she go? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LTB execution this saturday sunday. :):)&lt;br /&gt;I think i do enjoy LTB mod the most! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm when will they catch the micheal scofield wannabe?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-15589583.post-2188675881373896557</id><published>2008-03-02T02:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:41:25.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>term break :)</title><content type='html'>well, i think i had one of the best week in smu ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday to Tuesday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went white water rafting in Perak, malaysia :)&lt;br /&gt;The experience on the raft was just too good to be true. just being there, embracing the tranquility of the rain forest makes 7 weeks of hard work in smu all worth it. &lt;br /&gt;i will never want to forget the scenic view, the cool breeze against my cheeks, and the refreshing clear river water!&lt;br /&gt;the ride down the river was altogether peaceful and adrenaline-packed. we were laughing and screaming like crazy each time we raft through the river rapids... and when we reached downstream, we just sat silently in our rafts soaking in the beauty of our surroundings. &lt;br /&gt;i am always humbled in God's awesome creation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R8mjiPFsnlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Bl97f3lCoQk/s1600-h/n503761345_925648_9109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R8mjiPFsnlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Bl97f3lCoQk/s400/n503761345_925648_9109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172845455573032530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ezzah me and kian :) a very weird mix of people. &lt;br /&gt;Law, business, econs! &lt;br /&gt;hahahas. random.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went tree top walk with my LTB mates too! :) &lt;br /&gt;the walk almost killed my legs. if it wasn't the 10km walk it has got to be the clubbing the night before. hahah but nonetheless, it was  a refreshing experience to be back in nature. Im really proud to say that my LTB group mates actually took time off to do a leisure walk that is totally out of school time. weeehees. &lt;br /&gt;and im so blessed with the chemistry in our TEAM, :) the progress of our CSP has been pretty smooth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at a tucked away place, :) &lt;br /&gt;always a good feeling to be brought to a new chill out place.&lt;br /&gt;plus, it was my first "recess" in a long while. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leap years was all righties... i still prefer "PS i love you/ Juno". &lt;br /&gt;Juno's soundtracks are all so AWESOME! best indie mix ever. &lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i havent tell you how much i think juno (the main character) is so freaking cool. I just digg her slangs, her attitude and i think a part of me just wish i could be like her. be as carefree, and be as indifferent to what others perceived of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Bailmos at Dxo that same night, all for the sole purpose of supporting denise dear! Her salsa performance was freaking HOT!!!  muah. i think she is definitely one of the better few dancers there! am so proud of you girl!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R8o_FvFsnoI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ADZzzRlQ9Bc/s1600-h/denise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R8o_FvFsnoI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ADZzzRlQ9Bc/s400/denise.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173016489760693890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R8o_t_FsnpI/AAAAAAAAAK4/kdKCrDuJzA8/s1600-h/mervin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R8o_t_FsnpI/AAAAAAAAAK4/kdKCrDuJzA8/s400/mervin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173017181250428562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up with this undefined gloom within me.&lt;br /&gt;it was just like the weather. a lousy one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best friend came over to my place though :) and helped clear away the dark clouds in my heart. PLUS. all gloom went away when i went to the Night Safari! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another experience back in NATURE. gosh. who am i to kid if i were to say i didn't my term break appreciating MOTHER NATURE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahha. which reminds me of something funny.&lt;br /&gt;when my fren smsed me what i was doing at that time, i said i was at night safari.&lt;br /&gt;and he said " Is night safari the name of a new club?"&lt;br /&gt;DIAO!!&lt;br /&gt;the animal show was enjoyable. i was told that the jokes/ antics have been the same since last year. &lt;br /&gt;ha, i find it a challenge to be able to repeat your jokes again and again, and always keeping that enthusiasm. &lt;br /&gt;Hats off.&lt;br /&gt;but the host was really funny la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here is the only decently lighted pic we took. :) &lt;br /&gt;plus me on my little pony! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R8mp9vFsnmI/AAAAAAAAAKg/7O_RCyWz32E/s1600-h/DSCF8867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R8mp9vFsnmI/AAAAAAAAAKg/7O_RCyWz32E/s400/DSCF8867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172852525089201762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R8muFPFsnnI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rYa-dVqYU4U/s1600-h/DSCF8894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R8muFPFsnnI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rYa-dVqYU4U/s400/DSCF8894.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172857051984731762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeehees. tomorrow's sunday. im quite happy to know im going to church in a couple of hours! ciaos. &lt;br /&gt;it's 330am now and i need some sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-2188675881373896557?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/2188675881373896557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=2188675881373896557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2188675881373896557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/2188675881373896557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#2188675881373896557' title='term break :)'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R8mjiPFsnlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Bl97f3lCoQk/s72-c/n503761345_925648_9109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-1725131827829476321</id><published>2008-02-19T16:32:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:41:27.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i digg these pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qUMQjfXNI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qB6wMu8JaEk/s1600-h/windowslivewriterphotosthatchangedtheworld-9d70nyc59583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qUMQjfXNI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qB6wMu8JaEk/s400/windowslivewriterphotosthatchangedtheworld-9d70nyc59583.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168606460684229842" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qUQgjfXOI/AAAAAAAAAJY/e4MJgKb7oJM/s1600-h/windowslivewriterphotosthatchangedtheworld-9d70par416875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qUQgjfXOI/AAAAAAAAAJY/e4MJgKb7oJM/s400/windowslivewriterphotosthatchangedtheworld-9d70par416875.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168606533698673890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some interesting pictures that i found while randomly surfing.&lt;br /&gt;the picture of that Afgan girl was made a big hit by National Geographic. i guess it's her eyes that are so captivating. like you never ever wanna lose her gaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the latter picture, just shows color discrimination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qVoAjfXPI/AAAAAAAAAJg/4Tq96NLndI8/s1600-h/The_Endless_Wallpaper_by_CrisVector.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qVoAjfXPI/AAAAAAAAAJg/4Tq96NLndI8/s400/The_Endless_Wallpaper_by_CrisVector.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168608036937227506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is current desktop wallpaper. i really really love it :)&lt;br /&gt;i think the white spaces complete the picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus i stumbled upon this super super cute power point template. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qYvgjfXQI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PdKYZv3WLys/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qYvgjfXQI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PdKYZv3WLys/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168611464321129730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how adorable right! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qZSwjfXTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/FGlgAyOQOkQ/s1600-h/01481_broadway_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qZSwjfXTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/FGlgAyOQOkQ/s400/01481_broadway_1024x768.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168612069911518514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qZMAjfXSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/V-Sg3ueWt3M/s1600-h/01232_lazydaysii_1680x1050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qZMAjfXSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/V-Sg3ueWt3M/s400/01232_lazydaysii_1680x1050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168611953947401506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qZDQjfXRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/1_yqM8-RjWM/s1600-h/01129_latourdor_1680x1050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qZDQjfXRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/1_yqM8-RjWM/s400/01129_latourdor_1680x1050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168611803623546130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qZqwjfXVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/lEJz5uFDsbk/s1600-h/00663_ghostfog_1680x1050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qZqwjfXVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/lEJz5uFDsbk/s400/00663_ghostfog_1680x1050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168612482228378962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qZmQjfXUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/9njwLltoC0E/s1600-h/01223_alittlemotivation_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qZmQjfXUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/9njwLltoC0E/s400/01223_alittlemotivation_1280x1024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168612404918967618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other nice desktop pics :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-1725131827829476321?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/1725131827829476321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=1725131827829476321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/1725131827829476321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/1725131827829476321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#1725131827829476321' title='i digg these pics'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R7qUMQjfXNI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qB6wMu8JaEk/s72-c/windowslivewriterphotosthatchangedtheworld-9d70nyc59583.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-1670918066049259974</id><published>2008-02-17T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T21:01:01.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love this nick &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"my knight in shiny armor turned out to be a loser in aluminum foil".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, koped it from ezzah of course. (must credit her here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand why pple think that when u put a nick like that, you MUST be referring to someone.&lt;br /&gt;well im not.&lt;br /&gt;and it's a bit shameless to think you are that loser cause you were never my knight in shiny armor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-1670918066049259974?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/1670918066049259974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=1670918066049259974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/1670918066049259974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/1670918066049259974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#1670918066049259974' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-8871762744149335698</id><published>2008-02-16T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T02:13:49.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i made a list of the reasons why i dont like you. rawrrr! &lt;br /&gt;you dont have a right to put me through this emotional turmoil. &lt;br /&gt;at least i woke up from this airy fairy dream before too much damage is done.&lt;br /&gt;SLAP ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-8871762744149335698?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/8871762744149335698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=8871762744149335698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8871762744149335698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8871762744149335698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#8871762744149335698' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-3007008367910916980</id><published>2008-02-15T13:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T13:46:39.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe the walls aren't coming down as early as i hope. im rather apprehensive.&lt;br /&gt;wasn't too good a feeling agaiN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know with such one-liners, i might as well just go twit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-3007008367910916980?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/3007008367910916980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=3007008367910916980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3007008367910916980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3007008367910916980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#3007008367910916980' title=''/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-5766219496101724347</id><published>2008-02-08T05:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T05:14:35.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee and cigarettes</title><content type='html'>some thing's amiss tonight. it gotta be. it's 5am in the morning and i'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wished ena was here. okay that was just random. &lt;br /&gt;well maybe not. i need my bestie right now. :( i feel pretty lost and down. but i'm sure she knows what to do and what to say to calm my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey Big Guy. you out there? something is screwed up here :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(:(:((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I poured my booze all down the kitchen drain&lt;br /&gt;And watched my bad habits get flushed away&lt;br /&gt;I thought that that would keep my head on straight&lt;br /&gt;And all my pain would be in yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s true&lt;br /&gt;I’m still blue&lt;br /&gt;But I finally know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I must quit, I must quit, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my emo emo song is on repeat.... and will be till....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-5766219496101724347?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/5766219496101724347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=5766219496101724347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5766219496101724347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5766219496101724347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#5766219496101724347' title='Coffee and cigarettes'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-7169718776278441106</id><published>2008-02-07T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:41:27.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHITTIFIED MOViE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R6nxk-7K8LI/AAAAAAAAAJI/sZR1zVRg_WQ/s1600-h/VM._SY400_SX600_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R6nxk-7K8LI/AAAAAAAAAJI/sZR1zVRg_WQ/s400/VM._SY400_SX600_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163924065425748146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you watch the movie "the mist", you would feel like doing what the lead actor did to the remaining survivors.&lt;br /&gt;well, he shot them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i felt like killing myself in the show. The mist raised the 'standards' for sure, the standards of a HORRIBLE film. &lt;br /&gt;well, it was suppose to be a gory, horror movie but i find myself laughing at more than half of the scenes. Cause it was simply hilariously ridiculous and the other half, i was wishing i was dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it was a stupid story of a mist settling down upon this town. in the midst of the mist( pun intended) were tentacles-like creature, big alien liked spiders/ flies that eat humans. so a group of people were stranded in this convenience store and whoever who ventured out of the store were eventually murdered gruesomely by the creatures (who was said to be from a parallel universe and had "spilt" over to our universe by some freak scientific accident) ---&gt; GET REAL. &lt;br /&gt;In the end, this lead actor managed to get 4 other survivors out of the store with him. they drove and drove till the tank was empty and still the midst encompasses them. There was no end to the misery they were feeling. no sign of human civilization not ruined by the creatures. So smart guy decided to kill the 4 others with the remaining 4 gun bullets he had, to spare them of the misery. &lt;br /&gt;and just as he was screaming and wailing thinking he was all alone in this, an army tanker with people pulled up beside him. Help was here. and SO Miraculously and so timely, the midst cleared uP! &lt;br /&gt;ZOMG!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least one thing i learn today: procrastinating is a virtue. &lt;br /&gt;if smart guy had waited a while longer before ending the lives of the other 4, he would have gone them out of this shit.&lt;br /&gt;yea. way to go! to procrastinate!&lt;br /&gt;heard this saying? "the early worm is for the birds." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least kian kept me entertained after the movie.&lt;br /&gt;what a weird combi. ezzah, kian and I watching a movvie?!!hahas i want to be in the same white water rafting group as them!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-7169718776278441106?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/7169718776278441106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=7169718776278441106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/7169718776278441106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/7169718776278441106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#7169718776278441106' title='SHITTIFIED MOViE.'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ca8H0tKoV6A/R6nxk-7K8LI/AAAAAAAAAJI/sZR1zVRg_WQ/s72-c/VM._SY400_SX600_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589583.post-476248344375254702</id><published>2008-02-02T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T19:07:42.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY is not for me</title><content type='html'>this is the last weekend before CNY is here but i still have not done any shopping for clothes or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the past years, there is always this mad dash to get new clothes... this year i just wanna wrap myself up in rags and hand me downs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, that is a tad of exaggeration. but in short, the festive mood just didnt quite catch on with me there. i find it extremely "economically unwise" to want to buy any clothes before CNY when all the prices are sky high. plus the new year goodies just add unwanted calories.&lt;br /&gt;"housevisiting" can be defined by the "Emo Webmaster Dictionary" as gorging yourself silly with food and sitting there at the sofa making small redundant talk. (simply cause it's too rude to take the hongbaos and leave)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i think i know why im so put off my CNY this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the first CNY without my dad around. I've always liked CNY. "CNY = family time" to me in the past.&lt;br /&gt;and with all that happened with my parents, i guess i just want CNY to be less 'festive'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my whole family (including my dad) will be going to my uncle's place for reunion dinner. it's a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;bittersweet&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; event. &lt;br /&gt;am i suppose to be happy to finally have a family dinner or sad cause i know it's just not the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;same&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anymore? &lt;br /&gt;i dont know how it will go. will my relatives not welcome my dad? will my mom find it too awkward and stressful to be around my daD?&lt;br /&gt;and how the fuck am i suppose to react if any shit were to happen? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know man. im just here ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i do type really fast &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;81 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Touch Typing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-476248344375254702?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/476248344375254702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=476248344375254702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/476248344375254702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/476248344375254702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#476248344375254702' title='CNY is not for me'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-3206517043746815195</id><published>2008-01-30T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T22:37:24.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>debate tmr.</title><content type='html'>im thankful for friends in school to keep me sane. &lt;br /&gt;Amidst the stressful workload and the looming deadlines, there is still this sense of enjoyment being around good friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was just crapping and laughing with some random friends and it just made my day.&lt;br /&gt;ooohoohh. i finally saw the-all-so-famous gp today. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think i better get off blogger. my twc group mate is stressing us out!!! yikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing! am going white water rafting this term break! wooooot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-3206517043746815195?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/3206517043746815195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=3206517043746815195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3206517043746815195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3206517043746815195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#3206517043746815195' title='debate tmr.'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-3883440566875210298</id><published>2008-01-26T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T14:59:34.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to the left or to the right?</title><content type='html'>i know this template is a bit hard to maneuver. but if you are reading this, it just means u are smart enough to click on the little words over at the postit :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Timbre with ena last night but didnt manage to catch Goodfellas :(&lt;br /&gt;bumped into ena's SAJC friends. hahas. they were a pretty fun bunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most interesting line i've learnt yesterday from the guys: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; "single and ready to mingle"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you are asked where the hell is someone/ something u dont freaking care,&lt;br /&gt;you answer, "up my ass and to the right"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahas. i found that v. hilarious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-3883440566875210298?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/3883440566875210298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=3883440566875210298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3883440566875210298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3883440566875210298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#3883440566875210298' title='to the left or to the right?'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-8564695290844436442</id><published>2008-01-25T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T12:26:24.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>geek in green</title><content type='html'>strangely, i've been labeled as a geek by my guy friends la. &lt;br /&gt;i think's my objectdock, my firefox browser, my calculator watch and my speedy typing skills. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terence: how come u are not a SIS student?&lt;br /&gt;zao: coz she clubs like a business student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahas. funniest thing i heard today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-8564695290844436442?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/8564695290844436442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=8564695290844436442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8564695290844436442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8564695290844436442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#8564695290844436442' title='geek in green'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-7019200330342832320</id><published>2008-01-21T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T12:27:22.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chad is my homeboy</title><content type='html'>i had one of the best weekends :)&lt;br /&gt;managed to get away from the hustle and bustle of city life. &lt;br /&gt;i still remember the lazy sunday morning. rolling around under those warm sheets is such a simple pleasure in life. too bad no banana pancakes in bed for me! &lt;br /&gt;ha i missed church in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cluny Park on a sunday afternoon is yet another pleasure. i saw swans, terrapins, pond skater, and this "new" bird, which i have no name for. haha. The rain came and went away :) It was like one of those refreshing showers. &lt;br /&gt;took a short cut to vivo from cluny park. ended up riding in the direction of the on coming traffic as it was a 1 way road. hahahas. cars were horning at us like mad! i just laughed and laughed all the way! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently there was some story telling session at page one that day! &lt;br /&gt;when asked how much do you love your parents.&lt;br /&gt;one kid went : from that escalator there *points.. until this bookshelf.&lt;br /&gt;and other kid went "from that escalator there *points... until the end of the bookstore!&lt;br /&gt;and another kid went : from the basement floor to the top floor, up down up down 20 times! *points vigorously up and down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. kidssss. innnocent days eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) i want to let my guard down really. just be gentle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-7019200330342832320?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/7019200330342832320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=7019200330342832320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/7019200330342832320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/7019200330342832320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#7019200330342832320' title='chad is my homeboy'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-4670867314396943268</id><published>2008-01-10T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T12:28:04.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL hossan!</title><content type='html'>hossan leong is coming to smu to do a standup on the 21st jan 7pm! &lt;br /&gt;weeheees :)&lt;br /&gt;and it's free! and im looking forward to that after the bondue bash! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my management communication prof was talking about class participation points today... that as students we shouldn't blame others for talking too much in class and depriving others of the opportunity to speak up. "it's a tough world out there", i quote her. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;" The meek does not inherit the corporate world" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to what Matthew had written in Matt 5:5, "Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my whole body is achinggggggg. capoeira is alot more painful that i thoughtttttt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-4670867314396943268?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/4670867314396943268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=4670867314396943268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4670867314396943268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/4670867314396943268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#4670867314396943268' title='LOL hossan!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-3992867630092000278</id><published>2008-01-09T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T12:37:12.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depressing news+ rant+ blahblah</title><content type='html'>it's depressing reading the newspaper really. i dont know how can people start of the day with coffee and depressing news.&lt;br /&gt;and these are the headlines today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" another dengue death", "harbin ice fest feeling heat of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;global warming&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;"rising oil prices" blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;almost every headlines has a negative effect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart really does goes out to those who are affected by natural disasters, regardless whether the victims are in India or USA.&lt;br /&gt;cause i think i read somewhere that if the death toll for a natural disaster in India is like less than 20,000 (or some other figure) that news is NOT WORTH reporting, whereas in USA, the final death toll for  Sept/11 Attacks is 2752. (im tempted to put the word "ONLY" 2752, but that again doesn't justify my point that every life is precious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. global warming, depletion of natural resources, rising cost of living (damn annoying cab fares!), increased human traffic, competitive education environment (cough *smooo) violence, deaths.... &lt;br /&gt;im just so skeptical how the next generation is going to survive. and i just so put off that i may not want to have a baby. why put my child through so much suffering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;today was a super shagged day for me.&lt;br /&gt;i had a 830 Management Science class. pretty fun class, finally with FA and MS, i feel like im finally doing a BUSINESS Degree. seriously, my modules last sem were like sooooo unrelated, like : Analytical Skills, Creative Thinking, Business Govt Society. it was like doing a general degree.&lt;br /&gt;oh who am i to kid. hahah. business IS a general degree! hahahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to give tuition in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;and attend the capoeira trial class after.&lt;br /&gt;in case you dont know, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Capoeira"&gt;Capoeria&lt;/a&gt; is a Brazilian form of Martial Art. almost like a dance with music etc... (disclaimer: Wikipedia is not 100% accurate, as it is a user-contributed online encylopedia. FYI: every article in wiki has a edit this page button that allows anyone who surfs along to add or delete content to the page)... hmm just think. not every one with a PHD will be editing the page, so, NEVER treat wikipedia as gospel truth. hahaha. (im amused yet again)&lt;br /&gt;cause there seems to be another irony here.&lt;br /&gt;ever heard of the judas ischariot gospel? the one that claims that Judas did not betrayed Jesus but was "destined" to be put into that role to fulfill Christ's crucification on the cross. &lt;br /&gt;well im not a believer of that but perhaps "gospel truth" to some may not be that "true".. yikes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows. back to what im saying abt my day.&lt;br /&gt;i had frisbee physical training after that trial class and im just shagged right now. so im going to end here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-3992867630092000278?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/3992867630092000278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=3992867630092000278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3992867630092000278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3992867630092000278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#3992867630092000278' title='depressing news+ rant+ blahblah'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-5133324249441390460</id><published>2008-01-06T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T12:39:06.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when too early in the morn is too late</title><content type='html'>had class bbq/gathering at weihao's place yesterday. it was the best turn out ever! the rainy weather didnt dampen our mood, we brought the food back to his place and cook everything in the oven/ toaster! &lt;br /&gt;it's so nice to see everyone again! :) the guys with their usual army talk, who can blame them. and the girls just talk about pretty much everything. haha&lt;br /&gt;weihao took out his secret stash of alcohol and we managed to mix lots of nice drinks. compared to new year's party at geri's... haha! this was so much better. &lt;br /&gt;and benghui drank so much that he puked in weihao's toilet. eeeeewwww :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played taboo. guys versus girls. and i saw for myself how severely brain-damaging army is. haha. we kick their arses. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;taboo's fun!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a great night it was... all the way till the wee hours of the morning. &lt;br /&gt;it was and will always be &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;crazy beautiful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-5133324249441390460?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/5133324249441390460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=5133324249441390460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5133324249441390460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5133324249441390460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#5133324249441390460' title='when too early in the morn is too late'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-5567350462784590124</id><published>2008-01-01T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T12:29:59.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIRPEA KNEEL EAR</title><content type='html'>hahaha countdown party at geri's place was NICE. am glad to cross over to the new year with this close group of friends :)&lt;br /&gt;am just too old to squeeze to esplanade to catch the fireworks, so instead we had this mini potluck party which was something special and different. &lt;br /&gt;Josef Tan made it to the party and had lots of lame funny stuff to say and crack us up constantly. &lt;br /&gt;it was a party that discriminate against bimbos i tell ya. we played games like "smart ass", "cranium", "pass the bombs" which were all trivia, puzzles, word games etc.&lt;br /&gt;hahahas. next time better read up and expand my general knowledge before attending another of geri's party.&lt;br /&gt;it was the guys against the girls for cranium. hahas more of like RJC boys versus Crescent girls. lol. we lost miserably. hahahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we caught the last few bits of the live performance from vivocity just before it was midnight so we know when to start counting down. lol. we popped the party poppers at geri's garden and played sparklers at the playground. the guys had a hard time trying to swing themselves. i think they are just too tallllll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ALSO, 1st Jan is geraldine's birthday! and it's really hard to plan a surprise for someone when the party is at her house! we had a hard time trying to distract her away from the cake and stuff.. lol. and we couldnt find matches to light the sparklers (which were suppose to substitute the candles!) and she walked in on us while we were setting up the cake too! hahas so the "surprise" was kinda spoilt but am sure geri was touched :) &lt;br /&gt;wow. i've known geri for like 7 years nowwwww. she's my best desk partner! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway :) enjoy the new year people!&lt;br /&gt;pictures another time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-5567350462784590124?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/5567350462784590124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=5567350462784590124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5567350462784590124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/5567350462784590124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#5567350462784590124' title='HAIRPEA KNEEL EAR'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-8575314084078486313</id><published>2007-12-31T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T12:39:39.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end has just began</title><content type='html'>well here we are again... on the last day of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Phew. made it through this year, which i term as the year of CHANGES. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. why a year of changes? hmmm no brainer question really. &lt;br /&gt;of course, you heard the old and stale saying that "the only constant in the world is change" and hats off to the person whom i quote. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of changes this year really.&lt;br /&gt;early part of the year was spent working in Geotronics and DBS. &lt;br /&gt;Then went into SMU, and got accustomed to the rat race.&lt;br /&gt;All at the same time, while i made it through my parent's divorce, a break up, a house moving, a new church, a new cell group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are periods of highs and lows. periods of mountain top experience and periods of  extreme brokenness. and through it all, the Lord is forever and worthy to be praise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to you Beautiful One.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the strength, for the grace and love through it all. &lt;br /&gt;No words can ever express how thankful i am that you have brought me back into the heart of worship, to your people, your presence. Use me in mighty ways that i can never fathom in the following year and take all my heart my soul my mind, i surrender it all at your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to Web/ Imitators.&lt;br /&gt;Emily, Jenny, Chester, Leon :) &lt;br /&gt;im truly blessed to have your friendships. our fellowship every fridays is such a joy! thanks for all the honest sharing we had and i see God doing great, awesome things in our cell next year! Multiply our tents O Lord and i pray a sweet fragrance of Christ over us. We desire to be the light to the lost and let them come O lord...let them come into our midst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ena :) &lt;br /&gt;love you cow. im so proud and amazed at you time and time again. i see the fruits of the Spirit in you and im just blown away again and again.&lt;br /&gt;God carried us through this year. and if not for His grace, would we have been here? &lt;br /&gt;We left our friendship in His hands and He blessed it. Pour His love out upon us and with our jags overflowing... we love each other as Christ loved us.&lt;br /&gt;How sweet, how sweet the sound of our love! &lt;br /&gt;As 08 comes, I pray for us and trust it in His Big Hands! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things changes... &lt;br /&gt;one thing is for sure.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is forever :) AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;" Heaven and Earth will pass away, but my words will never pass away" Matt 24: 35&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-8575314084078486313?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/8575314084078486313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=8575314084078486313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8575314084078486313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8575314084078486313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#8575314084078486313' title='the end has just began'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-3041770807124994951</id><published>2007-12-15T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T12:37:35.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jesus is lord</title><content type='html'>what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;am rocking with Jesus! hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;today was the young adults christmas event. and it was our first "create a heart" performance.&lt;br /&gt;wow. been praying and committing the mime into His hands and with good faith God really answers prayers. Amen to that. &lt;br /&gt;while performing, i really felt my heart so overwelmed and overflowing with joy... gosh! amazing,blessed time! &lt;br /&gt;and the applause was a confirmation that the mime really did touch the hearts of the youths and i dedicate all the applause to Him... all the hardwork, the rehersals it's all for His glory! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a privilege that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; we&lt;/span&gt; worship the same God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come let's us know what is the true meaning of Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-3041770807124994951?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/3041770807124994951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=3041770807124994951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3041770807124994951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3041770807124994951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#3041770807124994951' title='jesus is lord'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-8620099650837436830</id><published>2007-12-09T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T12:38:10.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th day, sabbath day, happy day!</title><content type='html'>we love sundays. we love waking up to a sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;we love going to church... being in God's sanctuary, being in His presence. &lt;br /&gt;what a blessed time of worship it was today!&lt;br /&gt;i truly felt the Holy Spirit moving amongst the church today and praise God for all those who accepted Christ as their personal Savior today.&lt;br /&gt;this december... many will get to know Christ and may His Love be manifested this Christmas season.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the last rehearsal with Ashley and Jian Nan...i feel so privileged to be part of the team in the "create a heart" mime.  I thank God for this opportunity to serve Him and through this powerful mime many will come to know of His great Love on the youth and young adults Christmas event. &lt;br /&gt;thank God for the great chemistry in this team...and God is faithful i must say. &lt;br /&gt;He kept me and Ash through this mime despite our breakup and we give him utmost praise.&lt;br /&gt;He gave us a willing, serving spirit... and He will be pleased that we have obeyed Him to use our gifts and talents to evangelise in this special way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave. and so much more was given back to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-8620099650837436830?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/8620099650837436830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=8620099650837436830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8620099650837436830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/8620099650837436830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#8620099650837436830' title='7th day, sabbath day, happy day!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15589583.post-3776096413108426539</id><published>2007-12-07T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T12:38:32.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo elmo</title><content type='html'>i dig emo songs. &lt;br /&gt;apologize by one republic is awesome. been on repeat the whole morning.&lt;br /&gt;i reckon emo, depressing songs keep me sane, keep life in check. too much airy happy song and you just float away into the make believe fantasy world.&lt;br /&gt;reality is harsh. haha. therefore healthy amount of emo songs is very necessary.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm one whole morning of emo songs is an overdosed. &lt;br /&gt;great. :) sky's overcast now. perfect weather. perfect song. not so perfect life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;being passive kills. poof. gone now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cell remix party later. last time we will meet as "Web" cell group. &lt;br /&gt;yup, so it's me, jenny, leon, chester and emily in our new cell group "imitators of God' based on Ephesians 5:1. &lt;br /&gt;am doing some appreciation card thingy for my cell leaders from web, and it's not so easy to write words of encouragement when the lyrics " it's too late to apologize... too late" keeps playing like a broken track record in your head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think more often than not. my apologies are just too late. &lt;br /&gt;and i just cant forgot that night when one late "sorry" pushed you over the top. &lt;br /&gt;perhaps 1 "sorry" 1 hour earlier... and we wouldn't have been here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd take another chance, take a fall&lt;br /&gt;Take a shot for you&lt;br /&gt;And I need you like a heart needs a beat&lt;br /&gt;But it's nothing new - yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I loved you with the a fire red-&lt;br /&gt;Now it's turning blue,&lt;/span&gt; and you say...&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry" like the angel&lt;br /&gt;Heaven let me think was you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm afraid...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15589583-3776096413108426539?l=chockful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/feeds/3776096413108426539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15589583&amp;postID=3776096413108426539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3776096413108426539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15589583/posts/default/3776096413108426539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chockful.blogspot.com/index.html#3776096413108426539' title='emo elmo'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00912437984728737541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
