<?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-8770831073324346316</id><updated>2012-01-21T19:18:50.962+08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Devotion of the day'/><category term='Fun~'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='Sam Family'/><category term='Mood~'/><category term='Currently Reading~'/><category term='Today~'/><category term='Diet'/><category term='Jesus is Lord'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='food'/><category term='Mood~ Church'/><category term='study'/><category term='Some Stories'/><category term='Church Activities'/><category term='Some Teaching'/><category term='photos~'/><category term='Miscellaneous'/><category term='ICF~'/><category term='Work~'/><category term='health'/><category term='Fitness Innovations'/><category term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Eva Sam</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog that I use to record my daily life and thoughts... It might not be as interesting to you but one day if I lost all my memories at least I can track back from here... =P</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>251</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-1932007601709666417</id><published>2011-03-25T12:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T12:51:20.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving of blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Hi all,&amp;nbsp; I have moved and started a new blog &lt;a href="http://evasmarriedlife.blogspot.com/p/about-us.html"&gt;Eva S. Married Life under the Cross&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Do pay a visit to know more about what's going on in my new stage of life.&amp;nbsp; God bless you! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-f6UhUkbFhgQ/TYwZKirneWI/AAAAAAAABDA/DoFxYZvGp9E/s1600/004.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-f6UhUkbFhgQ/TYwZKirneWI/AAAAAAAABDA/DoFxYZvGp9E/s400/004.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-1932007601709666417?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/1932007601709666417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=1932007601709666417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1932007601709666417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1932007601709666417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2011/03/moving-of-blog.html' title='Moving of blog'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-f6UhUkbFhgQ/TYwZKirneWI/AAAAAAAABDA/DoFxYZvGp9E/s72-c/004.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-6540326888891206058</id><published>2010-07-07T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T14:30:30.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing...</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that I miss him like crazy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-6540326888891206058?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/6540326888891206058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=6540326888891206058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6540326888891206058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6540326888891206058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2010/07/missing.html' title='missing...'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-5218348966804729123</id><published>2010-07-07T12:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T12:13:06.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life....</title><content type='html'>Life is unfair... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna complain... but I can't help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate being force to do things that I am unwilling to do for my own reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can... I, please be excused?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't even force myself to do things that's fake/artificial... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's not me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I want to do it, I wanna do it with all my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No point doing for the sake of doing... what's the point?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's... Hippocrate!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I HATE the most to be one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So leave me alone!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-5218348966804729123?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/5218348966804729123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=5218348966804729123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/5218348966804729123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/5218348966804729123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2010/07/life.html' title='life....'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-7557073116172902628</id><published>2009-05-14T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:52:23.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Just dropping by...</title><content type='html'>It's been quite some time since I last written something here.  I notice "It's been quite some time...." is one of my unconscious favorite opening each time I come back after a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's really nice to read back some of my own writing.  It feels like, you are reading what 'your friend' has written some time ago.  I can hardly remember what I have written and some of the time I used to admire a little "wooo... I didn't know I could write..." that sort of feeling lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having another new stage of my life since last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I have changed of my job... and even the industry.  My life is totally different now ever since I stepped out of office job.  It's more relaxing... less complicated.  Workload is there, yet people are more real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... more Real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike office politics.  Very much.  The rules and regulations normally kill my joy.  I am not sure whether Im a person that Love FREEDOM that much or... I work better w/o restriction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow half working for myself is definitely more freestyle than under any corporation.  At least my time is in my control. I each how much I work.  That's more fair than... working for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about pay, I earn more... definitely as I fully utilise the time that I have.  In contrast, I have less time for myself.  I am still struggling at the moment, to adjust my biological body to the timing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still direction, clear direction from the Father from Heaven.  Whether should I work for myself fully or should I stay in the current condition as I also work half day under Kindergarten.  Waking up early every morning, that's my weakness.  It's hard to get a cheerful and joyous day if I do not get enough rest.  As church activities are packed up, I could hardly sleep early.  That is the reason why waking up early is difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future seems nice and beautiful.  I always have a peaceful and lovely picture about it.  Now all I have to do is to wait on the Lord... for His timing... to see my blossom future.  All I need is to go even closer to Him, and He will bless me in a way where I can never imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an awesome God I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I have forsaken Him... countless time.  Yet, He has never... ever leave me a single step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to learn to cling on Him more... No ONE but HIM alone could satisfy my needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ONE could do all things, but Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him alone is worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is soooooooooooo worthy to be praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almighty God!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-7557073116172902628?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/7557073116172902628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=7557073116172902628' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/7557073116172902628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/7557073116172902628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-dropping-by.html' title='Just dropping by...'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-4820328423676105180</id><published>2008-12-30T17:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:06:35.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>What to cook when you are alone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;What to cook when you are alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many would find it difficult to cook, especially when you are alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is, it is NOT difficult at all.  All you need is some resources such as instant noodle (or any type of noodle you like), some veges, meats, onion, and some seasoning of course.  You can always open your fridge and make full use of the existing materials you can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is what I had cooked for myself for today's lunch:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Vege Crabstick Noodle Soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Instant noodle (dry Indo Mee pack)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some Celeries&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carrot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two sticks of crab stick (cut into round pieces)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seasoning from the instant noodle pack, pour them out and mixed with some hot water. Stir until it's even and leave it aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot water (a cup)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Medium Size Onion (slice it into the size that you like)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chili source (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Cook:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put hot water into the pot, put in the noodle after the water is boiled.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cook the noodle to 3-5 minutes, preferably slightly harder than the softness that you like.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drained the noodle and leave it aside to standby. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heat up the wok (make sure the wok is fully dry before you pour in the oil), evenly spread the oil around the wok.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put in the sliced onion (turn the fire lower or your onion will turn too burned) and stir it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add in carrot slices into the wok, continue stirring (carrot need longer cook time until it is soften that's why have to add in at the early stage)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add in celeries (it is also hard in texture that need some time to cook), continue to stir.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add in meat slices (can be any meat), add some oil if you find the wok is dry.  Evenly stir all the ingredients until you see the meat turn white (means it is sort of cook).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add in a cup of hot water and pour the seasoning that had pre-mixed earlier into the wok, stir to make sure it's even.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add in the pre-cooked noodle and stir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put in all the crab sticks and stir a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add in some chili source if you like it spicy to your preference of spiciness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turn up the fire and stir till all the ingredients are even then off the fire&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pour the noodle soup in a bowl.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And your simple, yet tasty noodle soup is served.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret to get the taste that you want is keep tasting it while you are cooking.  And, turn your fire lower when you have to walk away from the wok to get any of your ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have tried the steps above, you will find that cooking a bowl of nice tasty noodle is so handy that simply can be done in less than 15 minutes (exclude the preparation of ingredients yeah)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your meal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I have the photo taken using my mobile, however, will need some time to get it up in the blog... Please be patience yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-4820328423676105180?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/4820328423676105180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=4820328423676105180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/4820328423676105180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/4820328423676105180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-to-cook-when-you-are-alone.html' title='What to cook when you are alone?'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-1292462169199351095</id><published>2008-07-19T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T12:44:41.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'> It's a Saturday morning... a day where I will get to sleep in (alternate weeks when I am not working)...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It is windy today... soo soothing... that is so nice to be lazying around by not doing anything. Having my cup of Latte (half cup of Nescafe mix with another half of low fat milk) and listening to my favourite song, COOL! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Suppose to choreography a children dance, yet so lazy to start my day by using my brain too much (well, imagine you have to work full days during week.. won't you wish that will be a day to rest your brain&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;?).  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Going to church for Sunday's worship prac in one hours time... and, will enjoy my evening for some lepaking session till night &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;.. it's been some time since I ever really enjoy my walk in shopping centres!! (I know im working in JUSCO, however, you will never enjoy the walk when you are on duty, you know? I can't... i meant ahah... work is work, I carry different mood when Im on and off work in shopping mall)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Life is been good, so far.. I mean... it's been good all the time.  God is always blessing me and being there for me whenever things happen.  I am not lacking in any area through His grace and mercy even though I still need lots and lots of financial BLESSINGS!!! (I believe You hear me, Lord.. hahah)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, I enjoy working with my lovely colleagues (yeah, we manage to make it a not too bored yet fun working environment by cracking jokes and being lame&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;).. Many times I feel that I am back to my secondary school life where we share laughters, tears and stress together. It's not as terrible feeling to get up early and go to work everyday, cause it's more like spending time with colleagues (like family members) together. Other than focus on our own tasks, we share snacks and laughters all together (do I sound like I am working in a playground? LOL).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;God is overALL GOOD, I got nothing to complain about my life.  Not that I have a good materialistic life, but, I am rich.. in my heart, soul and spirit.  Praise God for all blessings and the good things He has done in me, my life and my family.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/rose.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All Cheers to the Lord Almighty!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-1292462169199351095?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/1292462169199351095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=1292462169199351095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1292462169199351095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1292462169199351095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2008/07/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-6503919396226535624</id><published>2008-06-14T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T21:26:37.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><title type='text'>For the sake of writing</title><content type='html'>WOOO... it's been.... months ever since I last written anything here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... the update should be... Im now a confirmed employee under AEON (formerly known as Jaya Jusco Stores) as an Assistant Merchandiser in Ladies department. Working is been busy ( as usual...), quite some travelling here and there for store visits. Last week we went to BS (Bandar Sunway ) and BP (Bandar Puchong) and... on Friday we went Bukit Raja as well as Bukit Tinggi. So... other than these store visits... I have quite some paperwork to do as my daily routine. Dealing with suppliers is one of my sub-task too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues wise, I am blessed with... nice and true people. Therefore, working is not plainly working but sort of like family life. Other than sharing the jokes, fun we, too share all the pressures, stress and exhaustion together... ^^  God blessed me with a sister-in-Christ whom I can share about everything, and laugh at almost every small little things.  I am soooo blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I really can't write much in the reporter style.. ahhah... if you 'so happen' to wonder what's going on in my life.. I guess giving me a text or call would be a better way to find out what's happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no much updates... can I consider myself as.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special happening here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't kill me.. at least i have updated 'something'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-6503919396226535624?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/6503919396226535624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=6503919396226535624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6503919396226535624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6503919396226535624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-sake-of-writing.html' title='For the sake of writing'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-6912773136105016556</id><published>2008-03-16T15:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T15:31:36.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>A useful Daily Prayer...</title><content type='html'>A lovely message I got from through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Friendster&lt;/span&gt;. Meaningful and worth sharing with everyone... Let's not forget to take out a little time praying for one another. ^_^ Be blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I asked God to bless you&lt;br /&gt;As I prayed for you today&lt;br /&gt;To guide you and protect you&lt;br /&gt;As you go along your way....&lt;br /&gt;His love is always with you&lt;br /&gt;His promises are true,&lt;br /&gt;And when we give Him all our cares&lt;br /&gt;You know He will see us through&lt;br /&gt;So when the road you're travelling on&lt;br /&gt;Seems difficult at best&lt;br /&gt;Just remember I'm here praying&lt;br /&gt;And God will do the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything looks down&lt;br /&gt;And you don't think&lt;br /&gt;you can hang on much longer&lt;br /&gt;to this world that drags you down&lt;br /&gt;You feel like closing in&lt;br /&gt;and just letting it all end&lt;br /&gt;You want to give up now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; nothing else will work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hold your head high&lt;br /&gt;and just keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will see in time&lt;br /&gt;why you must hang in there&lt;br /&gt;it will be all worth while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look onto the brighter days&lt;br /&gt;and dream for the ones you want&lt;br /&gt;just keep hoping that&lt;br /&gt;everything will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have faith in the world&lt;br /&gt;to help you out&lt;br /&gt;Just keep wishing for&lt;br /&gt;the brighter days&lt;br /&gt;and they will soon&lt;br /&gt;be on there way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why give in and give up&lt;br /&gt;Why lower your head&lt;br /&gt;and start to cry&lt;br /&gt;why wish your life away&lt;br /&gt;why wish you could find a better day&lt;br /&gt;when you don't want to give in&lt;br /&gt;just a little hint&lt;br /&gt;from me to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; and dream&lt;br /&gt;and your dreams will come true&lt;br /&gt;But until the times&lt;br /&gt;when you see that bright light&lt;br /&gt;hang in there&lt;br /&gt;and everything will be all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things in life that, once gone, never come back&lt;br /&gt;1. Time&lt;br /&gt;2. Words&lt;br /&gt;3. Opportunity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things in life that can destroy a person&lt;br /&gt;1. Anger&lt;br /&gt;2. Pride&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Unforgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things in life that you should never lose&lt;br /&gt;1. Hope&lt;br /&gt;2. Peace&lt;br /&gt;3. Honesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things in life that are most valuable&lt;br /&gt;1. Love&lt;br /&gt;2. Family &amp;amp; Friends&lt;br /&gt;3. Kindness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things in life that are never certain&lt;br /&gt;1. Fortune&lt;br /&gt;2. Success&lt;br /&gt;3. Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things that make a person&lt;br /&gt;1. Commitment&lt;br /&gt;2. Sincerity&lt;br /&gt;3. Hard work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things that are truly constant -&lt;br /&gt;Father - Son - Holy Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worship Songs :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist - Paul Wilbur&lt;br /&gt;Album - Jerusalem Arise&lt;br /&gt;Songs &amp;amp; Lyrics - Blessed Are You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are You O Lord our God&lt;br /&gt;Eternity's Holy King&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are You O Lord our God&lt;br /&gt;Whose Words brings on the evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bar'chu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;et&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Adonai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ham'vorach&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'olam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;vaed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Bar'chu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;et&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Adonai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ham'vorach&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;I'olam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;vaed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By wisdom O Lord, Heaven's gates open up&lt;br /&gt;With understanding You order the seasons&lt;br /&gt;Creating day and night, Turning darkness into light&lt;br /&gt;Arranging the stars to Your pleasing&lt;br /&gt;O blessed be the King, To the Holy One we sing&lt;br /&gt;Lord of Hosts is Your name&lt;br /&gt;O everliving God rule over us&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist - Jim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Cernero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album - Healing (Benny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Hin&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Songs &amp;amp; Lyrics - You Are My Hiding Place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my hiding place&lt;br /&gt;You always fill my heart&lt;br /&gt;with songs of deliverance&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;I will trust in You&lt;br /&gt;I will trust in You&lt;br /&gt;Let the weak say I am strong&lt;br /&gt;In the strength of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;You are my hiding place&lt;br /&gt;You always fill my heart&lt;br /&gt;with songs of deliverance&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;I will trust in You&lt;br /&gt;I will trust in You&lt;br /&gt;Let the weak say I am strong&lt;br /&gt;In the strength of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Don &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Moen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title Song: Be Magnified&lt;br /&gt;BE MAGNIFIED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made You too small, in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, forgive me&lt;br /&gt;And I have believed in a lie&lt;br /&gt;That You were unable to help me.&lt;br /&gt;But now O Lord, I see my wrong&lt;br /&gt;Heal my heart and show yourself strong&lt;br /&gt;And in my eyes,and with my song&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, be magnified&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, be magnified.&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Be magnified O lord,&lt;br /&gt;You are highly exalted&lt;br /&gt;And there is nothing You can't do&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, my eyes are on You,be magnified,&lt;br /&gt;O Lord be magnified,O Lord be magnified&lt;br /&gt;*2&lt;br /&gt;Repeat chorus, then end with&lt;br /&gt;O Lord be magnified * 4&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-6912773136105016556?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/6912773136105016556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=6912773136105016556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6912773136105016556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6912773136105016556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2008/03/useful-daily-prayer.html' title='A useful Daily Prayer...'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-2950025914886370327</id><published>2008-03-10T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:15:04.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's getting late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not tired yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im wide awake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to wake up early for work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and struggle to get ready with just one hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about waking up early to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about me a night cat in nature.. that I can't sleep early...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... I am able to wake up early anywayz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im done.. one post is done.. after quite some time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^O^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-2950025914886370327?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/2950025914886370327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=2950025914886370327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2950025914886370327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2950025914886370327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2008/03/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-5719799217262535858</id><published>2008-03-06T02:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T02:31:54.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-5719799217262535858?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/5719799217262535858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=5719799217262535858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/5719799217262535858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/5719799217262535858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-2383661985951230720</id><published>2008-02-22T16:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T16:26:56.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Stories'/><title type='text'>God's piece of cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;Sometimes we wonder, 'What did I do to deserve this?' or 'Why did God have to do this to me?' Here is a wonderful explanation! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A daughter is telling her mother how everything is going wrong: she's failing algebra; her boyfriend broke up with her and her best friend is moving away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, her Mother is baking a cake and asks her daughter if she would like a snack, and the daughter says, 'Absolutely, Mom, I love your cake.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Here, have some cooking oil,' her Mother offers. 'Yuck,' says her daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How about a couple raw eggs?' 'Gross, Mom!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Would you like some flour then? Or maybe baking soda?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Mom, those are all yucky!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which the mother replies: 'Yes, all those things seem bad by themselves. But when they are put together in the right way, they make a wonderfully delicious cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God works the same way. Many times we wonder why He would let us go through such bad and difficult times. But God knows that when He puts these things all in His order, they always work for good! We just have to trust Him and, eventually, they will all make something wonderful! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is crazy about you. He sends you flowers every spring and a sunrise every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you want to talk, He'll listen. He can live anywhere in the universe, and He chose your heart.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8770831073324346316-2383661985951230720?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/2383661985951230720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=2383661985951230720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2383661985951230720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2383661985951230720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2008/02/gods-piece-of-cake.html' title='God&apos;s piece of cake'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-507946056461582418</id><published>2008-01-15T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T17:00:28.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some updates</title><content type='html'>wow.. it's been 2 weeks from the day i started working &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Not that my work is really soooo busy but I do not really have time to blog during work (today is the first time). Other than me not blogging during work time, i was lazy to update my blog when I use my pc at home too. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No one no nothing I should blame on, I am just lazy la.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, this job seems to be better than I expected. Not the money.. but the satisfaction and freedom I get... as well as the company culture.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's hard to explain this time.  Honestly I do not have much fancy words to describe as compared to my previous company. But, I am liking it. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At least, I do NOT have to pay for parking. That save quite some cash from my little allowance. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My job at work, basically like... calling prospects, proposing items... taking order... ensure we have enough stock, checking artwork on logo printing... ensure the goods on delivery... some times do some packaging to help other colleagues.. etc.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Not a very management work... but I seems to enjoy more than sitting down just in front of computer and doing all sorts of paper work.  I guess that is because of my hands-on characteristic. I rather used my hands to help others.. talk to others... calling clients and understanding what they really need... walking up and down in my office (my company owns a 5 storey building, I am sitting alone on the 4th floor, accounts and store 3rd floor, conference room and boss room 2nd floor... that's the reason why I get to walk alot in and out.. up and down ahahha) searching for goods... talking to colleagues... mingle a little here and there.. lol&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's not like a international company, it's not a westenise, organised company. But, warmth enough. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Seeing myself learning day by day... I am happy... and...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;satisfy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Praise God for His great plan, He does know what's best for me... at least at this point of time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For sure!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;May you be blessed, just like I always do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Amen!&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-507946056461582418?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/507946056461582418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=507946056461582418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/507946056461582418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/507946056461582418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2008/01/some-updates.html' title='some updates'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-2111179660630510224</id><published>2008-01-01T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T16:03:24.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Worries NOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So... what should i write on the very first day of the year??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 4am last night after watching my taiwan drama (I wanted to complete the episodes before I start my &lt;a href="http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-destiny.html"&gt;new destiny&lt;/a&gt; tml), woke up 10am this morning... I do not feel much of a difference of the new year that has started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my room is still messy as before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair has not grown any longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My commitment is still there waiting for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dancing has not gotten any better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not seen any difference in myself yet... from crossing the year 2007 to 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I can't jump to the conclusion as this is only the very first day of the NEW year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW I will have my breakthrough... as Christ is with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW this year is going to be a good year for me... as HE is my Jehovah Jireh (Provider).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be a better person.. as HE would change me and heal my brokenness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM going to have a prosper year as He is already there waiting to bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus has, is and will bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though my heart is sorrow now seeing my parents getting older, I know He is good.. He is real and is been faithful to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salvation of my family is yet to come... I pray that it will come any sooner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for myself, I am starting my new job tomorrow. I do not know what's going to happen and how will it be like, but Im thankful for God granting me a second chance to develop my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was telling Uncle Joshua (one of the leader in my church, he is also sorts of my 1/2 father who cares a lot about me) about me getting the new job and he reminded me of what he had prophesied before.  He told me that it will not be my permanent job when I told him about &lt;a href="http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/09/so.html"&gt;Fitness Innovations&lt;/a&gt;. I was a little angry at that time when he said that statement with full of confidence. I am not a job hopper, I do not wanna be one too. And I started that job with full of excitement (bear with me that was my first ever official job), his statement was like a big bowl of COLD water that splash on my face, I felt discouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, when I put all the puzzles together, I see a proper picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'God had HIS purpose and plan for me...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will surely fall into place according to His beautiful plan at HIS perfect timing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worries NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb this is what GOD is telling me of my new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worries NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait with faith...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as He has faithfully answered my prayer of getting and starting a new job by Jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worries NOT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait on the Almighty Awesome God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you would have a blessed year too~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-2111179660630510224?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/2111179660630510224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=2111179660630510224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2111179660630510224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2111179660630510224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2008/01/worries-not.html' title='Worries NOT'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-2040689810429576705</id><published>2007-12-26T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T14:35:07.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><title type='text'>New destiny...</title><content type='html'>Well well... after all my prayers&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png" /&gt; and sweat &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png" /&gt;worrying that I will not be able to get a job asap to sustain my living (show's money will come normally after 1 month of the performance) especially my car instalment, God has faithfully answered my prayer.... guess what? &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I got an job offer today. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went an interview 10am this morning with CTW, a gift design and manufacturing company providing B2B services to the clients located at Sentul Bouleverd business centre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job position? You will never be able to guess it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be a sales person this time!!! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png" /&gt; Sounds rediculous, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I have been argueing and denying that I will never wanna be a sales person because I hate pushing sales and meeting targets.  However, the interview session this morning provided me lots of insights on the job description and responsibilities.  That interview secured my doubts on being a sales person. I have peace listening and observing what kind of working environment it might be if I would to take up the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She promised to give me the answer by Friday so I would start work from the beginning of Jan if the mother, who is incharged of HR agree on it.  However, later the evening she called and granted me the offer. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is soooo good... so faithful in everything He is to bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the basic pay is so much lower than my previous job, I guess the job scope fits me more... I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... in one day.. my mood of job hunting turned from anxious to stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not mentioned more about it until I am both legs in the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lovely peeps... be patient I will update more of it sooner (I hope lol..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you with a wonderful year end and another prosper New Year to come.  Amen!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-2040689810429576705?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/2040689810429576705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=2040689810429576705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2040689810429576705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2040689810429576705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-destiny.html' title='New destiny...'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-405673280453564176</id><published>2007-12-21T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T23:35:35.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos~'/><title type='text'>Melilea show again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the girls have written on the &lt;a href="http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/12/again-its-been-days.html"&gt;Melilea show&lt;/a&gt; as well.. go pay a visit if you free to know what kinda FUN we had for the loooong hour preparation for the one day show yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click on &lt;a href="http://winnietan1101.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/2007/12/melileas_5th_an.html"&gt;I-Lynn's blog&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://happypig-mei.blogspot.com/2007/12/melilia-show-bkt-jalil-friends-n-fun.html"&gt;Stephanie CHU&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://z-lynn.blogspot.com/2007/12/melilea-putra-stadium-bukit-jalil.html"&gt;Sze-Lynn &lt;/a&gt;(Z-Lynn) as well as our &lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendID=180502084&amp;amp;blogID=339828148"&gt;Princess Estella's&lt;/a&gt; (Winnie Thye) site to know more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have FUN reading!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-405673280453564176?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/405673280453564176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=405673280453564176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/405673280453564176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/405673280453564176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/12/melilea-show-again.html' title='Melilea show again'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-1493906517632357987</id><published>2007-12-21T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T23:36:26.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun~'/><title type='text'>In reply to our Princess Estella</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;This is what our &lt;a href="http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/12/again-its-been-days.html"&gt;Princess Estella&lt;/a&gt; had written on her blog... since MySpace does not allowed non-members to leave any comment.. I am going to reply her through here... This is what she has written...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;In reply to my dancers’ blogs...                                      &lt;br /&gt;Current mood: &lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/moods/surprised.gif" align="absmiddle" /&gt; surprised                                       &lt;/p&gt;                                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Today I managed to read some of my dancers' blog regarding the show we did last Sunday 16th Dec. I was pleasantly surprised at what they had to say. I would have thot that after a gruelling 2 full weeks of rehearsals and 2 sessions of 7-hour venue rehearsals at a stuffy, 'unair-coned' stadium would put them off these kinds of show for life! But I was wrong, pleasantly wrong...for what I understood from their posts...they were hooked!! Eva even asked me for more shows like this one!!!  Goodness Gracious...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I suspect that there is a greater power at play this time that has somehow made all the hardwork, sweat, sufferring and pain go away. This greater power lies in the name of friendship and passion. I saw a great many true friendships forged amongst my dancers in this two weeks that they have been rehearsing together. Also I think they have discovered the passion and joy of performing what I would call a 'mini-musical'...for this time they were not there just to dance and produce steps after steps after steps...this time the steps were easy...anyone could have done it... but I think they enjoyed the acting part and to be part of the storytelling of the show. May not be much compared to full fledge musicals, but it is something different for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I was truly touched after I read their posts. For it's been a long long time since I've know enthusiasm and passion from dancers in general. This group is considered very very infant in their career as a pro dancer...some of them might not even last...but I take it personally, that at least this time there is a spark of passion, there is dedication and there is enthusiasm. I am truly proud of them and I hope that time in the industry will not dampen this spark, for it has done so in many of our dancers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yes Dear Princess, there was some supernatural power happening around us. The Friendship, and the Love we have for one another. We did not really have any sweat on our rehearsals, only the last two days' venue in Bukit Jalil.  Furthermore, it was not torturing or suffering or anything.. because I felt so relax during the rehearsal.  Other than the steps are easy... I shall say this out...'it's also because you enjoy the fun together with us unlike some of the previous ones...' Remember the day after I show them the freeze and all the sudden we all got down on the floor together to do crazy yoga post... stretching and etc? That pull you one BIG step closer to us. ^^ Also, I love the first rehearsal where you got all of us sit down together in telling the story line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You mentioned the word different... Yes.. this time the rehearsal, story line, acting, and show is really different for us. We had not sat down together to listen of the whole story before... we had not done any stun before during rehearsal... we had not have any acting musical before... we had not feel so relax before for any show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The main reason where we enjoy so much of the rehearsal is also because of... People. We have fun so much together.. because we treat one another as true friend. No politic, no jealousy, no nothing.. but just the same passion... performing.. and having fun at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I am surprised to see you blog about what we've written too... I thought you know how much we love and miss the time we had. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It is really FUN... and I miss that badly... you might not noticed.. but I do notice that you have changed so much... I love your changed especially the fact that you take me as a friend instead of another one of your dancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hope to see you soon.. our Princess Estella.. we will fight the 'Snake' and save you the next time eheh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hugggz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-1493906517632357987?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;friendID=180502084&amp;blogID=339828148' title='In reply to our Princess Estella'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/1493906517632357987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=1493906517632357987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1493906517632357987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1493906517632357987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-reply-to-our-princess-estella.html' title='In reply to our Princess Estella'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-2608717825990632438</id><published>2007-12-19T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T16:26:03.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos~'/><title type='text'>Melilea Show photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/R2jVTkh9ZuI/AAAAAAAAAmI/mLl0E2wT6UA/s1600-h/IMG_2506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/R2jVTkh9ZuI/AAAAAAAAAmI/mLl0E2wT6UA/s400/IMG_2506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145597106471134946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey lovely people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have uploaded the Melilea show photos on my &lt;a href="http://evasam.multiply.com/photos/album/20/Melilea_Show_16th_Dec_2007_Bukit_Jalil_Putra_Stadium"&gt;multiply &lt;/a&gt;site... go check out our FUN... ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-2608717825990632438?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/2608717825990632438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=2608717825990632438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2608717825990632438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2608717825990632438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/12/melilea-show-photos.html' title='Melilea Show photos'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/R2jVTkh9ZuI/AAAAAAAAAmI/mLl0E2wT6UA/s72-c/IMG_2506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-9121742864739938046</id><published>2007-12-19T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T12:06:25.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun~'/><title type='text'>Again, it's been days...</title><content type='html'>I did not update my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is been messy... other than the hectic last week of everyday rehearsals for the last Sunday's Melilea show @ Bukit Jalil Putra Stadium... I am busy too, looking for a new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to rehearsals... come back home.. check emails.. picking up calls arranging interview sessions... arranging dancer for some shows... etc etc etd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain was quite in a mess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-Lynn is been chasing me for a new update on my blog.. yeah I should record these new sweeties in my post before I forgot about the fun and joy that I had with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/R2k3-Eh9ZwI/AAAAAAAAAmY/A7-rjAjg76U/s1600-h/DSC00636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/R2k3-Eh9ZwI/AAAAAAAAAmY/A7-rjAjg76U/s200/DSC00636.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145705588755097346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dancers list for the 16th Dec Melilea Show include two main characters-Jason (Sir Valent), Winnie Thye (Princess Estella), Male dancers - Aaron Khor, Eddie Chan, V-Selm (zai zai), Calvin (AhXiang), Alan (Ai Ren) and Female dancers - See Ngar, Stephanie CHU, Sze Lynn, I-Lynn, Hui Qing, Jo-Z and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/R2k_pkh9ZxI/AAAAAAAAAmg/FcSR-FArmJo/s1600-h/DSC00291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/R2k_pkh9ZxI/AAAAAAAAAmg/FcSR-FArmJo/s200/DSC00291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145714032660801298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In total, we had 7 days rehearsal (app. 21 hours) and two venue rehearsal at Putra Stadiun (app. 12 hours) and one full day of the real show day (10.30am - 8.30pm) on 16th Dec 2007.  It sounds like a very hectic and crazy long hours practice for the less than few hours show, however, the process was really fun because this show include more acting than dancing.  So basically we were laughing, joking, jumping, cut whiling, learning some funny stuns, talking nonsense and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship generated through the long hours of hanging out together, even though some of us first met at the rehearsal. Lots of laughter and funny times where I could not record them down one by one here... all I can remember is, there were so much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the two days venue rehearsal were from 8pm till about 2am, some gals stayed over night in my small little room. ^^ That's was the time where we have crappy jokes and laughs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of age differences, they are just like 17-18 years old... but because of our passion for performance and dance, there were no age gap at all.  Maybe because I am playful in nature some times I was the one leading them in doing some funny and crazy stuff to spare our long waiting time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went out again, not only because we missed the fun we had together so much.. partly also due to the request of our lady boss Winnie Tai asking us to watch Peter Choo (one of the famous event dance choreographer in Performance industry)'s Christmas roadshow in Mid Valley to learn more on the experience dancers' face expression and how well they could capture the audience's attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were craving for both sushi and the show Enchanted for so long (we did plan a couple of times but failed to execute it due to time factor), so all the fun plan was nicely packly plan in accomplishing it in one day (meet in Mid Valley for 50% Sushi King, 4.40pm for Enchanted then 8pm for the Christmas dance performance).  Finally, we got to carry the plan out nicely w/o any hindrances coming along our way.  We took lots of fun photos too while walking around mid valley.  In fact we did not do any shopping, our focus were very much on Sushi, Enchanted, Photo taking, then watch the dance.  lol. Definitely, laughters and jokes never stop while we were hanging out... we just can't bear to say goodbye to one another, as we know we might not have the next chance to enjoy together again (some going to college soon, I might start working soon once I got one... one going on cruise for his singing career for 10 days, etc etc)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/R2lI6kh9ZyI/AAAAAAAAAmo/8VTilcFa3ms/s1600-h/IMG_2530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/R2lI6kh9ZyI/AAAAAAAAAmo/8VTilcFa3ms/s200/IMG_2530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145724220323227426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is so precious, it never stops... good moment come and go... photo become the only thing that could hold our memory together... sad~ I so miss the rehearsals time for the Melilea show that I could have fun with the dancers. It's the first time where I could enjoy the rehearsal and show soooooo much.  Beautiful memories... If only all the coming shows I could work with the same group of dancers and same fun spirit would be great, but that's quite impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the mean time, I am thinking what kinda job will best fit me due to my extreme extrovert characteristic.  Talked to daddy over the phone just now because i am feeling really lost in all the job hunting. I do not wanna pick any because I am desperately needing a job.  In addition, I do not want to pick a wrong one and in return become a job hopper. That's not my style...  I want to take my job as a fun thing in doing each day... it's quite impossible to get those kinda job.. i believe many would say the same to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been following one of my dancer friend V-selm (zai zai) for his singing show for two days and was asked to perform few songs on stage. I felt so happy singing on stage... it feels the same as though I am doing my dance performance too. Didn't understand how much I love stage performances until I sang on the stage last night.  However, I know clearly I can't take performing as my permanent career.. I have my commitment where I have to clear each month, I need a stable job.. singing and dancing could be taken only as a part time recreation for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... please pray for me.. I need a direction in knowing what line I should go into and what job best fit me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and that's all for today's long post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Blessed!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-9121742864739938046?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/9121742864739938046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=9121742864739938046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/9121742864739938046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/9121742864739938046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/12/again-its-been-days.html' title='Again, it&apos;s been days...'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/R2k3-Eh9ZwI/AAAAAAAAAmY/A7-rjAjg76U/s72-c/DSC00636.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-6903923145489999412</id><published>2007-12-13T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T18:49:13.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Stories'/><title type='text'>Why would bad things happen if God does exist?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Eva: Many do ask 'If God is real and He does exist, why would HE let so much of pain, suffer and bad things happening around the world, and especially to us, His creature?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Let's read on the following story, it would best explain the reason of those pain and suffer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed. As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation. They talked about so many things and various subjects. When they eventually touched on the subject of God, the barber said: 'I don't believe that God exists.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Why do you say that?' asked the customer. 'Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn't exist. Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain. I can't imagine a loving God who would allow all of these things.' The customer thought for a moment, but didn't respond because he&lt;br /&gt;didn't want to start an argument. The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. He looked dirty and unkempt. The customer turned back and entered the&lt;br /&gt;barber shop again and he said to the barber: 'You know what? Barbers do not exist.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'How can you say that?' asked the surprised barber.&lt;br /&gt;'I am here, and I am a barber. And I just worked on you!'&lt;br /&gt;'No!' the customer exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt; 'Barbers don't exist because If they did, there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beards, like that man outside.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Ah, but barbers DO exist! That's what happens when people do not come  to me.'&lt;br /&gt;'Exactly!' affirmed the customer.&lt;br /&gt;'That's the point! God, too, DOES  exist! That's what happens when people do not go to Him and don't look to Him for help. That's why there's so much pain and suffering in the world.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Eva: So... when you are in pain, call upon His name. He is jz there at the corner waiting with wide open arms to embrace us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-6903923145489999412?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/6903923145489999412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=6903923145489999412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6903923145489999412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6903923145489999412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-would-bad-things-happen-if-god-does.html' title='Why would bad things happen if God does exist?'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-766489621391218332</id><published>2007-12-13T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T12:46:22.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Teaching'/><title type='text'>WHY don't we pray?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The highest privilege ever afforded to man is the power of prayer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The right to talk to the highest potentate in all the universe... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most powerful force accessible to man is the potential of prayer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The greatest longing in the heart of God is to talk to His children...  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing is impossible to those who pray...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No man ever fainted or faltered who gave himself to prayer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every sin is forgiven, every stain is washed clean, all guilt diminished to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the man who prays...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hell moves farther away, satan flees from the man who prays...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anointing will come, mountains will be moved, valleys made smooth, rivers &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;made crossable, the inaccessible made accessible, the impossible made &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;possible, dreams come through to the man who prays...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God said that men ought always to pray...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paul encouraged prayer without ceasing...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The riches of heaven are open to those who pray in His name...  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone can pray, the young, the old, the rich, the poor, the strong, the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weak, the child, the aged, the sinner, the prisoner, in any nation, in any &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;language, all can pray... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...then why don't we pray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-766489621391218332?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/766489621391218332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=766489621391218332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/766489621391218332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/766489621391218332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-dont-we-pray.html' title='WHY don&apos;t we pray?'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-4976622133636747610</id><published>2007-12-12T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T01:47:59.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Teaching'/><title type='text'>How to stop persistent night time cough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;My church member forwarded this to our e-bulletin... Why not give it a try if you have found no ways in stopping it.  Share with me if it truly works once you try on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Try this method if you have persistent cough &lt;span&gt;esp&lt;/span&gt; at night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It works 100% of the time although the scientists at the Canada Research council  (who discovered it) aren't sure why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To stop nighttime coughing in a child (or adult as we found out personally), put Vicks Vaporub generously on the bottom of the feet at bedtime, then cover with socks. Even persistent, heavy, deep coughing will stop in about 5 minutes  and stay stopped for many, many hours of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Works 100% of the time and is more effective in children than even very strong prescription cough medicines. In addition it is extremely soothing and comforting and they will sleep soundly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a surprising finding and found to be more effective than prescribed medicines for children at bedtime, in addition to have a soothing and calming effect on sick children who then went on to sleep soundly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An adult friend tried it on herself when she had a very deep constant and persistent cough a few weeks ago and it worked 100%! She said that it felt like a warm blanket had enveloped her, coughing stopped in a few minutes and believe  me, this was a deep, ( incredibly annoying!) every few seconds uncontrollable cough, and she slept cough-free for hours every night that she used it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you have kids/grandchildren, pass it on. If you end up sick, try yourself and  you will be absolutely amazed.&lt;/blockquote&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/8770831073324346316-4976622133636747610?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/4976622133636747610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=4976622133636747610' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/4976622133636747610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/4976622133636747610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-to-stop-persistent-night-time-cough.html' title='How to stop persistent night time cough?'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-7617517538111325106</id><published>2007-12-12T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T01:42:46.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun~'/><title type='text'>A story for you to laugh on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;A peasant was overseeing his herd of animals in the last family farm in Singapore when suddenly a brand-new BMW advanced out of a dust cloud towards him. The driver, a young man in a Brioni suit, Gucci shoes, Ray Ban sunglasses and YSL tie, leans out the window and asks the peasant, "If  I tell you exactly how many sows and piglets you have in your herd,  Will you give me a piglet?" The peasant looks at the man, obviously a yuppie, then looks at his peacefully grazing herd and calmly answers, Sure, Why not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell notebook computer, connects it to his RAZR V3 cell phone, and surfs to a NASA  page on the Internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite to get an  exact fix on his location which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that scans the area in an ultra-high-resolution photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop and exports it to an image processing facility in Hamburg, Germany. Within seconds, he receives an email on his Palm Pilot that the image has been processed and the data stored. He then accesses a MS-SQL database through an ODBC connected Excel spreadsheet with email on his Blackberry and, after a few minutes, receives a response.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech, miniaturized HP LaserJet printer and finally turns to the peasant and says, "You have exactly 986 pigs and piglets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's right. Well, I guess you can take one of my piglets," says the peasant.&lt;br /&gt;He watches the young man select one of the animals and looks on amused as the young man stuffs it into the trunk of his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the peasant says to the young man, "Hey, if I can tell you exactly what your business is, will you give me back my piglet?"&lt;br /&gt;The young man thinks about it for a second and then says, "Okay, why not?"&lt;br /&gt;"You're a MP for the PAP", says the peasant.&lt;br /&gt;"Wow! That's correct," says the yuppie, "but how did you guess that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No guessing required." answered the peasant "You showed up here even though nobody called you; you want to get paid inspite of your million dollar salary for an answer I already knew, to a question I never asked. You tried to show me how  much smarter than me you are; and you don't know a thing about  pigs...this is a herd of goats. . . .&lt;br /&gt;Now give me back my dog."&lt;/span&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/8770831073324346316-7617517538111325106?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/7617517538111325106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=7617517538111325106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/7617517538111325106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/7617517538111325106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/12/story-for-you-to-laugh-on.html' title='A story for you to laugh on...'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-7853115500696519855</id><published>2007-12-12T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T01:36:07.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Stories'/><title type='text'>Hearing God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Another story that I've found from my old mails... take as short as 2 mins to read on... ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The young man had lost his job and didn't know which way to turn. So he went to see the old  preacher. Pacing about the preacher's study, the young man ranted about his problem. Finally he clenched his fist and shouted, "I've begged God to say something to help me. Tell me, Preacher, why doesn't God answer?" The old preacher, who sat across the room, spoke something in reply -- something so hushed it was indistinguishable. The young man stepped across the room. "What did you say?" he  asked. The preacher repeated himself, but again in a tone as soft as a whisper. So the young man moved closer until he was leaning on the preacher's chair. "Sorry," he said. "I still didn't hear you." With their heads bent together, the old preacher spoke once more. "God sometimes whispers," he said, "so we will move closer to hear Him." This time the young man heard and he understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all want God's voice to thunder through the air with the answer to our problem. But God's is the still, small voice. . . the gentle whisper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Beloved, perhaps there's a reason. Nothing draws human focus quite like a whisper. God's whisper means, that sometime we must stop our ranting and move closer to Him, until our head is bent together with His. And then, as we listen, We will find own answer. Better still, We can find ourself closer to God.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-7853115500696519855?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/7853115500696519855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=7853115500696519855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/7853115500696519855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/7853115500696519855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/12/hearing-god.html' title='Hearing God'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-2933623202634495581</id><published>2007-12-12T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T01:09:37.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun~'/><title type='text'>Test: How Sexy are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Eva: I got this game from my mail... try to give yourself a test and let me know your score ok? You will know mine at the end of the game... ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GET A PIECE OF PAPER AND NUMBER IT 1-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NO CHEATING)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE YOUR RESULTS AT THE END OF THE TEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WHAT SHADE OF HAIR DO YOU HAVE?&lt;br /&gt;a) Dark&lt;br /&gt;b) Light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. OUT ON A DATE WOULD YOU WANT TO:&lt;br /&gt;a) Go to a party?&lt;br /&gt;b) Go out to eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE COLOR OUT OF:&lt;br /&gt;a) Baby-Pink&lt;br /&gt;b) Yellow&lt;br /&gt;c) Baby-Blue&lt;br /&gt;d) Turquoise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. PICK YOUR FAVORITE HOBBY OUT OF:&lt;br /&gt;a) Surfing&lt;br /&gt;b) Skate-Boarding&lt;br /&gt;c) Skiing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. IF YOU COULD PICK A STORE OUT OF THE FOLLOWING, WHICH WOULD IT BE?&lt;br /&gt;a) Louie Vuitton&lt;br /&gt;b) coach&lt;br /&gt;c) against all odds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PLACE OUT OF THE FOLLOWING?&lt;br /&gt;a) Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;b) London&lt;br /&gt;c) Florida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. IN THE SUMMER WOULD YOU RATHER GO TO:&lt;br /&gt;a) The Beach?&lt;br /&gt;b) Somewhere Cooler?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT IS YOUR BIRTHDAY MONTH?&lt;br /&gt;a) January&lt;br /&gt;b) February&lt;br /&gt;c) March&lt;br /&gt;d) April&lt;br /&gt;e) May&lt;br /&gt;f) June&lt;br /&gt;g) July&lt;br /&gt;h) August&lt;br /&gt;I) September&lt;br /&gt;j) October&lt;br /&gt;k) November&lt;br /&gt;l) December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WOULD YOU RATHER:&lt;br /&gt;a) Chill at home&lt;br /&gt;b) Go out with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE INSTRUMENT OUT OF:&lt;br /&gt;a) Guitar&lt;br /&gt;b) Bass guitar&lt;br /&gt;c) Drums&lt;br /&gt;d) The Triangle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; **ANSWERS**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a- dark = sexy [5 points]&lt;br /&gt;   b- light = sweet [2 points]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. a- go to a party = playful [2 points]&lt;br /&gt;   b- go out to eat = romantic  [5 points]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. a- baby-pink = cute [2]&lt;br /&gt;   b- yellow = loud [3]&lt;br /&gt;   c- baby-blue = cool [5]&lt;br /&gt;   d- turquoise = sexy [5]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. a- surfing = active [2]&lt;br /&gt;   b- skateboarding = determined [2]&lt;br /&gt;   c- skiing = daring [5]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. a- Louie Vuitton = tasteful[7]&lt;br /&gt;   b- coach = laid back[2]&lt;br /&gt;   c- against all odds = stylish[5]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. a-  hawaii = you like being around people [2]&lt;br /&gt;   b- London = You are quiet, and like the cold [2]&lt;br /&gt;   c- Florida = You like to party! [5]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. a- beach = tan, likes the sun [5]&lt;br /&gt;   b- somewhere cooler = pale and original[2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. a- January = popular [5]&lt;br /&gt;   b- February = lovely [2]&lt;br /&gt;   c- March = loud [2]&lt;br /&gt;   d- April = playful [5]&lt;br /&gt;   e- May = happy [5]&lt;br /&gt;   f- June = chills a lot[5]&lt;br /&gt;   g- July = smooth [2]&lt;br /&gt;   h- August = fun [5]&lt;br /&gt;   i- September = quiet [2]&lt;br /&gt;   j- October = out-going [2]&lt;br /&gt;   k- November = pimpin' it [5]&lt;br /&gt;   l- December = warm [2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. a- home = quiet, romantic [5]&lt;br /&gt;   b- go out with friends = crazy [5]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. a- guitar = eye-catching [5]&lt;br /&gt;     b- bass-guitar = mellow [2]&lt;br /&gt;     c- Drums = loud [2] d- Triangle = crazy [5]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. This person will fall in love with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SCORES!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;UP TO 20 = Not so Sexy&lt;br /&gt;21-35 =  Rather sexy&lt;br /&gt;36+ = Too Sexy for this Test!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eva: Ok, I do not know how.. but i scored 40... for some macha that saying me not romantic, flirty enough, sexy or what so ever... Please open your eyes BIG BIG... lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's not that i am not... but just not showing to you guys... ahhahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-2933623202634495581?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/2933623202634495581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=2933623202634495581' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2933623202634495581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2933623202634495581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-sexy-are-you.html' title='Test: How Sexy are you?'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-6599619736720753182</id><published>2007-12-06T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T00:47:03.012+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Stories'/><title type='text'>7%</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;Here's a forwarded mail from my Church, Grace Church e-Bulletin.  It's a short and meaningful stories for us to ponder about how we, human tend to me selfish and greedy. I hope you enjoy it as I do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; A holy man was having a conversation with the Lord one day and said, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;  Lord, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord led the holy man to two doors. He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;In the middle of the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew, which smelled delicious and made the holy man's mouth water. The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly. They appeared to be famished. They were holding spoons with very long handles that were strapped to their arms and each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful. But because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths. The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord said, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; You have seen Hell." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went to the next room and opened the door. It was exactly the same as the first one. There was the large round table with the large pot of stew which made the holy man's mouth water. The people were equipped with the same long-handled spoons, but here the people were well nourished and plump, laughing and talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; The holy man said,&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;I don't understand." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is simple," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;said the Lord " &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It requires but one skill. You see they have learned to feed each other, while the greedy think only of themselves." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus died on the cross, he was thinking of you. It's estimated 93% won't forward this. If you are one of the 7% who will, forward this with the title 7%  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;/span&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/8770831073324346316-6599619736720753182?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/6599619736720753182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=6599619736720753182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6599619736720753182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6599619736720753182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/12/7.html' title='7%'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-6861690535286021225</id><published>2007-12-05T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T01:16:18.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitness Innovations'/><title type='text'>My Resignation</title><content type='html'>I guess I shall post this up instead of explaining it one by one to my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have resigned from my previous company - Fitness Innovations. My last day of work was 30th November, last Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason:-&lt;br /&gt;NOT because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate that company&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate my colleagues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have any fight or argument with anyone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;But because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't sit still in the office for 8 hours, it's killing me for doing pc work from 9am - 6pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can do paper work and administrative work.. but not taking it as my main job&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do enjoy designing artwork and flyers.. but again sitting still is killing me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;working 6 days (Saturdays have to stay till 2pm), which means I will have only less time with myself, family and friends..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, even though I do miss my colleagues, bosses.. the company.  I can't sustain my motivation to work any longer... it's kinda boring to me to stay full time in office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my personality and character, I like talking to people, like scouting and observe around with new stuff. I can't work for money sake, can't take money blindly yet not performing, can't lie to myself saying I will get over it.. it's unfair to both myself and the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after some times of consideration, I have decided to resign even though i have not found any new job yet.  I am not a risk taker for sure... but, I can only go for interview after my resignation because my company is small, it's impossible for me to get leave for no reason (even it's unpaid leave also).  Also, I find it unfair for the company if I started looking for job before I resign... it's about loyalty... to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for giving me shows in December to cover my expenses in January.  The talent that He has given me in performing would be able to at least sustain my living for the next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my plan is, sending resume out this month while i am doing my performance.  At the same time thinking of what kind of job scope I am looking for that would suits me better.  I do not want to work for the sake of money.  No point dragging my leg to work each morning and mourn about my work.  No point. I want to enjoy my work.. love my job... that's the reason why I resigned last week too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gone for an interview.. no news yet. Really hope to get into fashion industry, however, it's  never easy.. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since my plan is never good enough.. let's see what's God's ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right... I shall fixed myself before getting into another new job too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now... Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Fitness Innovations does have good fitness learning courses.. Do consider and visit &lt;a href="http://www.fitthai.com"&gt;Fit Website&lt;/a&gt; for more information yeah... or you shall contact me.. I still able to provide information for you...^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-6861690535286021225?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/6861690535286021225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=6861690535286021225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6861690535286021225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6861690535286021225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-resignation.html' title='My Resignation'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-8379616773420786932</id><published>2007-11-27T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T02:13:51.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ICF~'/><title type='text'>HOT NEWS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ignatius Charles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an Old friend of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought he might turn to gayism one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not because he is dark, but because of his uncle-look and lameness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However... the little dark boy finally has grown up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a BIG boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Don't throw shoe to me.. I am jz trying to protect his secret lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep tight... don't wonder too long what secret i know ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^O^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-8379616773420786932?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/8379616773420786932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=8379616773420786932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8379616773420786932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8379616773420786932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/11/hot-news.html' title='HOT NEWS!!'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-978762987413041721</id><published>2007-11-22T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T23:36:33.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Stories'/><title type='text'>Why Women Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Beautiful story that everyone should read.. especially &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Man&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?" "Because I'm a woman," she told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't understand," he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked, "God, why do women cry so easily?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I made the woman she had to be special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You see my son," said God, "the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell this to every man, so he can understand!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this a beautiful story that gives me a great reason and explanation that I easily tear? (I would use tearing instead of crying because, I tear.. does not mean I am crying.. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way 'Why woman cry' is presented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-978762987413041721?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/978762987413041721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=978762987413041721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/978762987413041721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/978762987413041721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-women-cry.html' title='Why Women Cry'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-1522333709291055462</id><published>2007-11-21T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T23:20:19.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Today~'/><title type='text'>Junction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I find myself standing at a junction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are way too many directions, where do I stand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where should I head to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things floating in my mind. I am loosing my focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sentence that taught by Uncle Joshua in the Master Builder (bible study) class is still clear in my mind- Do not make any decision if you can't.  Many times in my life I tend to decide base on my own human strength and wisdom simply because I am impatient in waiting for an answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's proven in that kind of situation, I normally make the worst and stupidest decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, Do not make any if you can't one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our daily lives, there are thousands and millions and billions of decisions and choices we have to make. Picking the right and best one is doubtfulness the hardest things to do, some times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My faith tend to fluctuate at times.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, Holy Spirit will turn me back to the right road each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I pray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord, You know what's best for me... and You know best what and what not to do.  Now I commit myself into Your hands, and pray for Your grace and mercy in leading me through the junction where I am standing now.  Show me Your way, that I will not go into the wrong path again.  Grant me Your wisdom, strength, love, peace and mercy for my daily lives.  Walk ahead of me to lead me, behind me to push me and around me to protect me.  I put myself in Your hand, and please take control of the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your plan, is always the best plan.&lt;br /&gt;Your way, is always the best way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me Your way and Your plan... so I will be able to follow Your steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Your mighty and most beautiful name I pray, Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Another day has passed. It's time to prepare myself for another day again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for devotion and bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-1522333709291055462?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/1522333709291055462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=1522333709291055462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1522333709291055462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1522333709291055462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/11/junction.html' title='Junction'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-7478535538585217483</id><published>2007-11-21T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T13:41:22.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><title type='text'>It's been days..</title><content type='html'>that I did not update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because my emotion and thoughts were messy, I can't put them into words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... anyway life is still good.  God is still working in my life.  I see His blessings, love, grace, mercy and patience towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Each time I fall, He catches me...&lt;br /&gt;When I am down, He lifts me up...&lt;br /&gt;When I am in doubt, He confirms me with His mighty flow of plan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a good God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have learned to not make any decision, when I can't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust all in the Lord, and lean not on my own understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is mighty enough to settle everything that I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almighty God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithful and Just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop loving Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-7478535538585217483?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/7478535538585217483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=7478535538585217483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/7478535538585217483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/7478535538585217483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-been-days.html' title='It&apos;s been days..'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-5563461059857805022</id><published>2007-11-05T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T11:03:24.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>It is Never easy...</title><content type='html'>to stand strong when things started to suppress on you because physically, you are not strong enough...&lt;br /&gt;It is never easy too, to keep your head high all day long as you will tend to be tired...&lt;br /&gt;It is even tougher to sing praises and dance around when your emotion is so down as you are filled with emotions...&lt;br /&gt;It is never easy... to keep your energy high up on the mountain.. as you have limited strength in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never Easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I need God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... to back, support, embrace, push me from the back, lead in front of me... and also to grant me strength, wisdom, favour, love, peace and joy to go through each day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will dry up... if I stop growing in the Lord...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Eva Sam shall continue to stand strong... and rely on God in any situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not easy.. but AMEN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-5563461059857805022?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-3561312901047258292</id><published>2007-10-28T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T01:24:06.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood~'/><title type='text'>LOST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where do I stand?&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing?&lt;br /&gt;Where's my focus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost... in words and thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-3561312901047258292?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/3561312901047258292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=3561312901047258292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3561312901047258292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3561312901047258292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/10/lost.html' title='LOST'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-1786380038847548274</id><published>2007-10-24T09:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T10:19:04.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Today~'/><title type='text'>My prayer of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lord, I need Your Mercy.. grant me strength so I would continue to walk with You.. and shine for You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may not be easy as challenges and trials do come every days, minutes and seconds.  Therefore, I ask of Your protection over me, to carry on with Your work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless others as You've been blessed me.&lt;br /&gt;Take care of my loved ones... as You've love me before I was formed in my mother's womb.&lt;br /&gt;Strengthen me, so I would not be defeated by the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;Use me... as Your tools, with Love, Peace and Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-1786380038847548274?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/1786380038847548274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=1786380038847548274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1786380038847548274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1786380038847548274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-prayer-of-day.html' title='My prayer of the day'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-8434264828282333342</id><published>2007-10-23T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T14:44:36.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood~'/><title type='text'>STAY F.O.C.U.S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stay focus...&lt;br /&gt;Look forward...&lt;br /&gt;Stay alert, with no wanders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems good...&lt;br /&gt;in the mist...&lt;br /&gt;It is good as it seems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... all I can do is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STAY F.O.C.U.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-8434264828282333342?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/8434264828282333342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=8434264828282333342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8434264828282333342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8434264828282333342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/10/stay-focus.html' title='STAY F.O.C.U.S'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-953875300685935695</id><published>2007-10-11T14:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T14:29:17.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitness Innovations'/><title type='text'>Get Fit Slim Down or Muscle Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/Rw3CDX0emRI/AAAAAAAAAmA/0bAlCEZq_2E/s1600-h/GFSD+e-newsletter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/Rw3CDX0emRI/AAAAAAAAAmA/0bAlCEZq_2E/s400/GFSD+e-newsletter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119961714579642642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada........ here goes my finalised flyers for the workshop... gosh I have amended it for more than ten times.. Here it is.. I don wanna amend anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right!!!!!!!! I am happy, yeay.. hope we can send it out for printing soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao... back to work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-953875300685935695?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/953875300685935695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=953875300685935695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/953875300685935695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/953875300685935695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/10/get-fit-slim-down-or-muscle-up.html' title='Get Fit Slim Down or Muscle Up'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/Rw3CDX0emRI/AAAAAAAAAmA/0bAlCEZq_2E/s72-c/GFSD+e-newsletter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-1781433249649833246</id><published>2007-10-11T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T12:12:13.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitness Innovations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Today~'/><title type='text'>Thursday...</title><content type='html'>Have not really update for.. dono how many days.. I lost count. Or actually in fact just one day? I've no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya is coming, that does not create any excitement for me. ahha... However, going for my Church youth camp- BOMBs Away does make me looking forward for the weekend.  So I will be away from Sunday to next Tue (My unpaid leave is approved.. woohooo).  That also means that Friday I would have to complete what I should before leaving back to home.  Thank God no Cell Group this week that I will not have to miss anything.  I don't mind staying little longer to get my job done, anyhow that's my responsibility.  Staying longer in office does not create any bad feeling for me, the only thing I would feel bad and sad when it comes to thinking of the longer I stay in office the shorter time I would have for my family and myself.  Just that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many many marketing activities are coming up.  I am basically busy calling up Magazines of their quotations to advertise our company brand and upcoming new courses and workshop we are having.  The Get Fit Slim Down &amp;amp; Muscle UP (GFSD/MU) ads that I upload the previous post is one of the workshop we are currently hotly promoting.  However, due to some feedbacks that we got after distributing it, I am amending some part of the flyers again.  Not a big deal ahah... I am getting familiar and used to Illustrator now, Thank God!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am actually using my lunch time break to update this post.  I can't normally do this because I am sitting in the same room as my three other Directors if you have read my earlier posts.  Now they are having B.O.Directors meeting so I have a little free time to promote my product (GFSD/MU promotion) ehhe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain a little bit more about what GFSD / MU is about.  Many ppls notice of the importance of exercising, they are executing it.  However, they did not see the result.  So, what we are providing here is a 3 day's workshop to let you understand the right way to exercise and how you should do it.  It is definitely NOT a slimming program where you will see the result after the workshop.  NO WAY!!! You will have to practice what we are providing you and keep practicing it after the workshop... then, you will definitely have a long lasting result to get into the body shape you are hoping for and most importantly, being Healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, if you are health conscious and noticing there's no outcome after your exercises, you should come and join us the three day workshop to learn more about your fitness.  Or, if you want to have a better looking body shape, yet got no idea how to earn that... we are here to assist you. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Bring a friend of yours together to join the workshop, we are offering a 50% discount for both of you.  NO Joke ok? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, that's all for now... I will update the flyers later once it is completely done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-1781433249649833246?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/1781433249649833246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=1781433249649833246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1781433249649833246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1781433249649833246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/10/thursday.html' title='Thursday...'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-6216330185539003775</id><published>2007-10-08T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T00:23:29.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Today~'/><title type='text'>5th week, 1st day of work...</title><content type='html'>... I am getting used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda stress out and tension this morning while driving to office.  I was experiencing Blue Monday I would say.  However, it was not as bad as I expected.  Because the Lord was with me... I had no any second to have any side thoughts other than my work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rushing P&amp;amp;G's poster design of a Corporate Wellness programme - Get Fit Challenge that we are organising, busy amending it through Illustrator (which I am no good in it) according to the client's requirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, the earlier Get Fit Slim Down and Muscle Up poster that I designed was wrongly printed and I have to amend the Illustrator file again...(T_T at some point I feel like crying for the complicated function it carries).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RwpYWn0emPI/AAAAAAAAAlw/F9tSL0lXFkg/s1600-h/Slim+down+and+Muscle+Up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RwpYWn0emPI/AAAAAAAAAlw/F9tSL0lXFkg/s400/Slim+down+and+Muscle+Up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119001072129448178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men's Health came in to collect the Artwork of advertisement we are going to place on Nov and I have to burn the Illustrator file into CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the rushing moment, Edmund from printing company came in to get the Advertising and Teaching Manual for printing and again, I have to double check the artwork is corrected done and add on amendment accordingly.  This section took me really a long time because of the amount of materials we have to print and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it sounds like I am doing lots of lots of art designing work.  YES! In fact, my job requires lots of artwork designing due to the newness of &lt;a href="http://www.fitthai.com/"&gt;Fitness Innovations (M) Sdn. Bhd.&lt;/a&gt; in the Fitness (Facilitation) Industry.  To date, we have got no competitor because this is a newly created industry.  BUT, lots of marketing activities have to be carried out to make our company brand known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, when I noticed of the time.. it was already 6.30pm plus.  However, I did not accomplish some other of my work... so I continue to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next moment when I look up to the clock, it was 7.15pm.  I started packing.. and say good bye to all my Directors (Yes they were still in the office at that time, the only person left sharp was our Receptionist) ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam.. jam.. jam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I reached home around 8.30pm, dinner... bla blabla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do some pc setting work and updating B.O.M.B's Away '07 campers' list (I am in charge of registration).... and checking how to set up my Microsoft Outlook 2007 more efficiently.  Eventually I started writing this post... and there comes the time- 12.22am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh... have not showered.. I better go wash and sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml is another day to fight on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Smile*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-6216330185539003775?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/6216330185539003775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=6216330185539003775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6216330185539003775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6216330185539003775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/10/5th-week-1st-day-of-work.html' title='5th week, 1st day of work...'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RwpYWn0emPI/AAAAAAAAAlw/F9tSL0lXFkg/s72-c/Slim+down+and+Muscle+Up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-2370348395752708951</id><published>2007-10-03T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T21:05:17.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Today~'/><title type='text'>A half day off</title><content type='html'>After my previous post, I better update you guys to avoid misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it was not as bad as I mentioned, but due to the stress and tiredness I had that day I may pictured it as though it was really that bad.  Having problem and stress at work isn't anything new to any working adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all I was tired I could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, that's all for the update from my &lt;a href="http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-upset.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate all the kind msg and encouragement left by some of you... that's really lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I have been having eye itchiness and dryness.  This morning it became worst.  So I asked my Directors (three of them) permission for me to go in later after my visit to the clinic.  My request was granted.  Went in office at about 11am, I did not feel any better... the headache that came along while I woke up this morning worsen my condition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have asked and taken MC, but I know today office will have so many ppls coming in for visit that they need ppl to be there that's why I still went.. hoping I could stay till after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I couldn't.  My eyes could hardly open, I feel the sourness when I open my laptop.  My head was painful as though it was going to explored.  I wanted to concentrate to get my Artwork done today, which is very urgent.  BUT, I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.15pm I could not stand the dizziness, feel-like-vomiting, the pain and etc I asked of a day off.  Without hesitation, my Directors asked me to go home and rest.  I asked of the artwork that I suppose to do today, one of the director said we will talk about it only tml, so.. today I am suppose to.... REST.  Colleague too asked me to stop thinking about work and rest well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I reached home 2pm, slept all the way.  I could not get off my bed.  I do not know what's the reason of my exhaustion today.  No fever, no soar throat, no flu, no cold, no nothing.. just eye irritation and headache.  I keep sleeping and sleeping and sleeping, dreaming and sleeping and dreaming and sleeping... until 7 plus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I had enough rest today... Soon have to rest for me to fight on tml.  I pray and hope that my eyes will feel better and I will have full strength to perform better. In addition, my Director asked me to stay longer tml.. to get my work done.  'Definitely... sure!!!'  I shall not take things for granted.  I am blessed today to get a half day rest.. so I will work harder tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aey, the Marketing Manager from our sister branch Fit Thailand will be in KL tonight.  He will be with us from tml till Friday to teach me whatever I have to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, gambate!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-2370348395752708951?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/2370348395752708951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=2370348395752708951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2370348395752708951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2370348395752708951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/10/half-day-off.html' title='A half day off'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-6247729742036559440</id><published>2007-10-01T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T21:32:25.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><title type='text'>A little upset</title><content type='html'>First day of the forth week of my work, I feel a little upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying my best... to achieve what I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best not to be late for work.. and not to leave immediately when the clock touch 6pm.  Not that I wanna be a freak or trying to show something, but I feel that working should be fun and not suppose to be a 9-6pm thingy.  Finishing what I suppose to and getting my work done is more important than anything.  So, other than Revolution meeting and Coffee with Pastor (my church's bible study) or dance rehearsal, I don't normally key in the '6pm-must-leave-office' kinda behaviour.  Being in the office from 8 plus to 7 plus and above have been happening ever since I started working till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I so wanted to leave at 6pm.. due to the pressure I had.  I wanted, but I can't.  Because I did not complete my work.  My work load is ever increasing, my responsibility is ever piling up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I still need time to adapt to working life.  Tiredness due to my busy schedule has caught me up... and my lacking of sleep and rest had attacked me today by twisting whatever words my Director said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am drying up... because I am slowly being pulled away by my work and the little free time I wanna give myself.. and shut God behind everything.  I know I would have been stronger if I am still holding strong in my daily devotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my fault, no one I should blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be restored, by the Lord God Almighty. Not anyone else, nor myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working longer hours, is not the way to sustain my ever working life.  I have to balance my family, work, God, Church and my own time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I may dry up one day and die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in prayer, I do not wanna die spiritually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may the Lord bless you too in all you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-6247729742036559440?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/6247729742036559440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=6247729742036559440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6247729742036559440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6247729742036559440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-upset.html' title='A little upset'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-4233471070135397841</id><published>2007-09-30T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T21:32:45.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Today~'/><title type='text'>Three weeks of work</title><content type='html'>Time flies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working for three weeks di.. since 11st Sept till todate. Tml will be my 4th week...woo... so fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will not have much time to blog anymore... I will try my best to update when I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is been busy, yet occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel content, even though I do not really have any free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is still real and good to me, there's nothing I can complain about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only one thing is, I need to remind myself many times to stay focus and let not my work pull me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup... that's all...^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-4233471070135397841?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/4233471070135397841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=4233471070135397841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/4233471070135397841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/4233471070135397841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/09/three-weeks-of-work.html' title='Three weeks of work'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-8126313316156178189</id><published>2007-09-21T17:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T19:23:05.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitness Innovations'/><title type='text'>Fit Malaysia Graduation Party</title><content type='html'>All right,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight will be a very important night, because I am sort of in charge of a Graduation Party for Fitness Innovations to celebrate students whom had passed their American Council of Exercise exam recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... everything basically is done.  The preparation, set up, food orders... etc etc... I was feeling so stress this morning until I got my stuff all done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. am sitting down on my place, chatting and waiting for the party time.  It's gonna be fun im sure... but im gonna be quite stress as well as I could foresee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we, Jerrican, Julian, Jackie, Jonathan and me went studio for a staff photo shoot upon Fit Thailand's request.  The photo shooting session was fun and the photo that you see on my blog is the photo that I am putting up in the company website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, dono what else to write then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work is... Fun, Stress, Fun... Stress... Fun.. and stress.. hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, I could not complain about this job.  Everything's great... I got nothing to complain... although the stress sometimes might kill me.. but when God is there, nothing will be problem for him.  So... in conclusion... Praise God for the great job that I get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one else.. but Him alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-8126313316156178189?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/8126313316156178189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=8126313316156178189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8126313316156178189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8126313316156178189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/09/fit-malaysia-graduation-party.html' title='Fit Malaysia Graduation Party'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-6425576577099246595</id><published>2007-09-13T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:19:51.028+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitness Innovations'/><title type='text'>3rd day of work</title><content type='html'>I was a bit lost this morning... after realising how little I know of the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost.. I felt so lost... everyone look stress this morning.  I believe I was tired too due to the lack of sleep and waking up early every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, God is always there.. as long as I hang on and trust in Him... everything will be all right and fall on the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was proven again today!  Things and atmosphere started to change after I took a short break walking around my office compound to look for the stationary that was not found yesterday.  The air was refreshing... the wind was chilling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, one of my Director came in... and told me that we will be going to EPF at 2pm to open a new account for me and then, we will head towards Ikano Harvey Norman to get me a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got a company laptop- Compaq Presario V3000 today at RM2999. Very good deal as it's AMD, Windows Vista Basic (I have not really experienced using Vista wei), 1GB RAM, 100GB and I can't remember what else... In conclusion I would say it was really a good deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... isn't that... unbelievable? I myself.. feeling a little bit 'too-good-to-be-true'.  But one thing I am 100000% sure-  God is with me.. and blessing me abundantly.  I could not help, but only praising Him.. because He has shown me His faithfulness throughout these years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what else to say... but only... He is good... all the time and All the time, God is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-6425576577099246595?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/6425576577099246595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=6425576577099246595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6425576577099246595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6425576577099246595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/09/3rd-day-of-work.html' title='3rd day of work'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-2596902566403615479</id><published>2007-09-12T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:20:56.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitness Innovations'/><title type='text'>After two days of work</title><content type='html'>All right, I am forced to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job is interesting... My title is Marketing Manager, yet my current tasks are like a Everything-Manager (manage everything lor) where I have to overlook so many things.  I have to learn about the product line, the past activities.. check their marketing materials.. and amend accordingly, sit in with Directors while meeting up clients... going for meeting in discussing the coming activities that I have to plan... Designing the artwork of the flyers... sending out emails to the party involved... have my other Director in her powerpoint slide (which she is not that familiar with to prepare her teaching material)... tidying up the messy stuff (this one i did myself one la.. volunteer...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (the 1st day), I sat in for three meetings... before knowing more about the product and goals and stuff.  It was quite a heavy day for me due to the huge database of information being implanted in my mind.  Time is limited, yet so many things to cover... and so many things to learn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was feeling much better after knowing much and more about my company.  My Director couldn't wait to pass on all the Marketing planning and stuff to me, that's why I have to pray for God to enlarge my brain capacity where I can multitask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working environment wise... PERFECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comfortable, less restriction.. I can talk and joke with my Directors anytime... no formal dress code rules and regulations... Directors cum colleagues are friendly and.. they appreciate the ideas that I have presented and also, kind enough to teach me whatever I need and answer me any questions that I ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not ask for more... God is good enough.. to bless me with this job.  I have only been there for two days.. it feels so much like home... I feel that I haev been there for more than two years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only drawbacks are.. it's a little bit far from my house and the jam is kinda killing my (carrot-leg-gonna-be by driving manual car on the LDP to and fro) leg and... the workload.. is.. quite overwhelming.  Praise God, I still enjoy the job.. I enjoy everything I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the greatest part of the starting of my job... because I love it and enjoy it... that would keeps me going I believe.  And, I can't believe whatever I have studied has got to help me soooo much in this job.  God is good... no one can deny that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am who I am... doing what I am doing now.. because the Lord has been bringing me through.. leading me and blessing me.  One of my Director is been asking me about my early devotion in the library (my office has a small library) and what is Christianity about.. Isn't that amazing and cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited... to see myself grow in whatever I am going to do.  I can access internet in the office but normally I don have time to sit down and blog about it.  Wanted to take photo about my office.. but shy la all the Directors sitting right beside me lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... that's all for now. It's time to sleep.. tml is another brand new working day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. i went with my Director to purchase some office grocery jz now (because the pantry is opened to everyone anytime..) in the Damansara TESCO.  She is really nice to be with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right... David Lee.. I hope you will be satisfied by these... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love your job.. then you will find ur working day more excited that yesterday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-2596902566403615479?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/2596902566403615479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=2596902566403615479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2596902566403615479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2596902566403615479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/09/after-two-days-of-work.html' title='After two days of work'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-2033657197858247994</id><published>2007-09-10T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:20:20.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitness Innovations'/><title type='text'>My first job...</title><content type='html'>So... I am starting my work from tml onwards... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remuneration package is discussed... I am happy and satisfied and also thankful for them so thoughtful of blessing me.  All glory to the Lord.  It's not about me, for me myself will not be who I am today.. But Him constantly changing me and teaching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy of course, because my salary is out of my expectation.. additionally I will get 1% commission when company is earning RM40k and above (It's a company that have just launched in Malaysia, that's the reason why not so well known yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not really discuss and ask more about how many % of EPF they contributing and etc.  Because I see myself would be able to contribute to the company, and achievement (company earning higher revenue) would be my satisfaction.  Do not get me wrong, I am not a holy doly where money means nothing to me.  It's just that over these years my life perspective has been changed after accepting Jesus into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand how others feel a night before they start their first ever job, but I am overly excited.  Finally I will not have to sit at home do nothing and count my time while waiting for company to call for interview.  Finally I will be able to... be occupied again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today three of my Directors explained the package they offering me.  I am overwhelmed by their lovely care to give me their best offer.  Colleagues are friendly and everyone know me before I even know their name.  Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that is confusing me is... most of them are wearing casual wear to office.  But, what about me?  I can't wear sports wear to meet up my clients right?  So, formal or informal?  In case you confused, I am not doing sales job.. but marketing strategies, planning and managing the company's marketing activities.  Anyhow.. I will have to meet up clients.  Not so soon definitely, they will train me for about a week and I will have to be on my own after that.  Pls do keep me in prayer... my job scope is wide, the task is heavy... I have to bear the profit or losses if I did not carry my task properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... that's all for now I guess.. ahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are still interested in knowing more about my company, feel free to leave me a msg oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is always so good..  He has given me exactly the salary I have been hoping for (now if got commission will be over my wish)... for a fresh graduates like me getting such position...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's His miracles!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-2033657197858247994?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/2033657197858247994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=2033657197858247994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2033657197858247994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2033657197858247994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/09/so.html' title='My first job...'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-8678545026523281231</id><published>2007-09-08T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T14:30:39.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><title type='text'>Job Offer</title><content type='html'>All right, after many days of not updating my blog.. finally I have got something to write here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I have got a job offer... as a Marketing Executive.  I will be the only Marketer in the company handling the whole marketing activities... that's why they posted the Vacancy as hiring Marketing Manager in the company.  Actually I did not carry much hope while clicking the Apply Now button after seeing their requirement as Fresh Graduates are encouraged to apply statement.  So they called me for interview last Tuesday 4th Sept at 3pm, Damansara Perdana @ Fitness Innovations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not that interested in entering Fitness industry but was thinking of giving a try (I wanted to join &lt;a href="http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/08/all-right-before-i-forget-about-details.html"&gt;fashion industry&lt;/a&gt;).  I found out that company is not as fitness centre like Fitness First, True Fitness or Celebrity Fitness.  However, providing Professional USA certificate courses in training fitness trainers.  The company was established in Thailand since three years ago and it is doing really well on that site, that's why the Directors franchised and brought it into Malaysia market.  Although it's only four months old in Malaysia, I can see the potential and growth through the insight understanding I get from the first interview.  Basically, I will have to manage the whole company's marketing activities as the founders and owners are not marketing based.  They gave me their brochures and asked me to comment on it.  So, I told them what I have seen and what I have learned through my four years of studies in my course.  They were impressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the long story short because I have been explaining to so many ppls and im feeling so lazy to repeat it again.  They called me on Thursday (6th Sept) for the second interview, however due to the time schedule I could not make it... therefore, I went in again yesterday (7th Sept).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given a piece of paper, asking me to write down "what benefits ppl could get by exercise in terms of Lifestyle, Relationship and Work".  I wrote down the point forms and explained that these three things are inter-related.  Because, exercise could help the blood circulation where it would bring good health to an individual.  Definitely a healthy person would have a positive mindset and lifestyle that would bring a very good relationship among the people they are dealing with.  Also, good health enable individuals to perform their task to the best in their work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian (the Managing Director) told me they have already prepared my seat waiting for me to join them.  Due to the fact that they want to give me the best offer they could (a special custom-made remuneration package for me), I will have to go on Monday 3pm to collect the black and white (offer letter) and they will discuss the package with me (ie. salary, allowances, and etc).  When they asked how much I expected from the job, I told them honestly I am a fresh graduates with no experienced at all (other than doing assignment and the theories).  So, the best would be them value my quality instead of me myself fixing a figure on my own.  Julian was happy because he find that's really fair.  To me, money is not everything I should judge whether I should take up the job or not.  Achievement and Satisfaction in the job would mean even more to me.  Certainly I would need the salary to sustain my living, however, being just a sleeping worker and not contributing is just not my style of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian told me, they will offer me a fixed salary plus commission package ( I was shocked because im not working as a sales position) that is definitely higher than my expectation to keep me in the company.  So, if I accept the offer on Monday I shall start working from the next day onwards ^^.  Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the interview sessions, I see their sincerity and how they appreciate one's idea in all things.  That's one of the reason that encourages me to join them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God was there providing me ideas of how to answer the questions that they have asked me in the interview session.  Wisdom was very much granted that's why my performance was impressive to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do not have the hierarchy level where employers and employees sit in the same room, this would definitely encourage the communications and cooperation between workers.  Furthermore,  I see myself would be able to learn and gained so much from the job by handling everything from head-to-toe.  It will be difficult and heavy for me, because I am a fresh graduates.  But, I do not doubt my ability because I know as God has given me the job He will definitely prepare me for it.  God will never give what we can't take... He will always prepare ahead for us according to His plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to go with expectation of how much my salary would be, what kinda position title they would give me (executive or manager) and how many days of holidays I would get.  These are not that important.  Learning and contributing to the company is more essential than any other things.  For sure, I see a fun working environment will definitely keeps me going.  So, whatever they are offering... I would most probably accept, unless God says NO to me. So far, I see all positive signs God is showing me for this job... I trust Him that this would be the job for me.  Julian assure me of appraisal and evaluation in my three months probation.   They will reward me when I perform well. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, even though this is not what I exactly wants.  But, I can see that I will be able to.. grow.  Last but not least, if everything goes fine... next Tuesday will be the first day of my corporate life.  Do keep me in prayer yeah... because I want to honour God in all I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is really soooo good!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smile*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-8678545026523281231?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/8678545026523281231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=8678545026523281231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8678545026523281231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8678545026523281231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/09/job-offer.html' title='Job Offer'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-3197686946341111178</id><published>2007-08-28T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T18:44:35.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Today~'/><title type='text'>2 Interviews in 1 day</title><content type='html'>All Right, before I forget about the details.. I shld just write down what I've been through today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10am: I reached Padini in Glenmarie after some loss of direction turning. Filled in the job application form and wait for Mandy to interview me.  Quite a comfortable lobby with two lovely and helpful ladies to assist my visit.  Mandy lead me to the guest room (3rd floor if I've not mistaken).  She's very fun to talk to.  The whole interview session was casual and we've chatted quite some time for about an hour chat.  She briefed me about the job where I will have to go through six months in-the-field training in different outlets to learn about the product, display, customer service, etc (every single details a promoter would need to do).  Reason being, marketing trainee has to know every details before I could handle it independently.   After six months of training, I would work in the office where I've visited today, the comfortable office.  For the first six months, I will have to work over time, shift and etc exactly like what a promoter would have to do.  However, eventually if I passed the requirement and stuff I will not stationed in the outlets.  Again, regularly store visit is essential to know the sales and condition of the outlets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Mandy, she likes my personality, character and etc.  But, due to the commitment I have to attending church on every Sunday she would have to  talk to the manager if he would work something out.  Because if I am exempted for the morning shift in Sunday, others might say otherwise.  Thus, she will give me a reply.. hopefully by this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.30pm: Left Padini and head towards Lot 10 for Esprit's interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.30pm: Reached Times Square finally after all the jam.  Walk over to Lot 10 Esprit outlet, there were many candidates like me fililng up the job application form.  After submitting mine, the estimated time was 4.30pm for my turn.  as I have not taken my lunch I went up to Delifrance thinking of giving myself a good treat since my legs were aching (I was wearing my new pair of heels.. both my legs are full of blister now).  Got my food ordered- Chicken Delight set with Coffee.  Just as I was about to start my meal, a foreigner came over due to the curiosity of what-Malaysian-would-eat.  I introduced him my set and started chatting with him.  He asked if he could join me since he is alone too.  For the very first time I agreed on having meal with a stranger (w/o hesitation some more).  Not that he is good looking and all, but since I got plenty of time I do not mind having someone to talk to (I was thinking maybe I could share Christ with him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me he is a Tour Lead of a Turkey tourist team and stuff, quite a nice guy to talk to.  In fact, he could be my uncle for his age (mayb that's the reason why im not scare of him).  He asked me about my study, work, and a lots of questions about Malaysian.  Whether am I feeling good being a Chinese in Malaysia, do we have freedom in talking, living and etc.  So I share whatever I know with him- all about Malaysian.  Slowly, our topic changed.  He asked if I am a Christian after seeing the cross that im wearing. I was so happy because that's the most meaningful topic we could talk about.  So I started sharing how God has blessed my family, myself and others to him.  He was really amazed by all the stories that I've told him because, he has never been to a church before, according to him.  He said his ex-wife was a Christian but he knows more Christianity than her because he has been traveling all around the world.  So I told him I would love to invite him to my church if his next tour to Malaysia allows it (his team is leaving M'sia tml back to Turkey).  He was so excited about it.  Just as how excited I am being a Christian.  About 2pm, he has to leave because he has to bring the team over to Butterfly Park. I gave him my email so that we could keep in touch and I could share more about Jesus to him.  Before he left, I reminded him about his bill (sorry la because I could only pay for my own bill... I have not realyl earned my own cents yet k?).  I told him I would love to give him a treat if I am already working and apologise to him about the rudeness of my action.  He thank me for reminding him and together, he paid mine.  What a blessing!  The most amazing thing, before he left he said to me "Eva, God bless you".  Amazing isn't it?  Seeing non Christian being touched and mentioning God's name?  That's about the whole meal! It's so meaningful to me!  It's not about the bill that he has blessed me, but it's about the chance that God has given me to share of His goodness for the short time spend.  Tar (is his name) told me, he is very happy to learn about Malaysian and Christianity over the conversation.  Wow... amazing experience I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he left, I left Delifrance in a short while.  Not knowing where should I go and the every painful steps was killing me, I decided to go over to Sungai Wang Watson to get plastic to cure the pain as I cant' spend two hours walking in Lot 10 (that's not the place where i can spend on anything ok?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.30pm: I left Sungai Wang to head back Lot 10 after the 1 hour aimless walk.  As I can only walk slowly like a model (lol... i so seldom walk so slow in my life) I reach Lot10 almost 4pm.  a half an hour walk, can you imagine? However, it's still earlier than the appointment time.  So again Eva lepak in the same area for dono how long... so boring wei to kill the time.  Eventually I've decided to walk in Esprit and as the supervisor-look-alike guy when will my turn be.  When he started asking me question, we started to chat... as if we have known each other for some time.  Again, the idea of sharing came to me.  God gave me another chance... to again share my testimonial with him, Kelvin, if i've not misspelled his name (after that I got to find out he is actually the manager in the outlet.... -_-" good that I did not say anything wrong).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Lol.. one thing I realise through my chatting with new people today, both have mentioned about me getting married and stuff.  Kevin Onn was the first one keep mentioning about me getting a boyfriend, getting married and stuff and these two few fellas too, saying the kinda same issue.  What's wrong with being single at my age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Yes, I have finally graduated and it seems like Im 'officially' legal to get into another new relationship after the one year of being single.  But, Hey! I am still enjoying being single.  Getting into another new relationship is some sorts of phobia to me (don't ask me why.. and do not try to imagine the reasons on your own).  Well, first of all, I am not that ready yet.  Second, God has not sent the right person to me.  Third, it seems that I still have so much to do (for God for myself for my family and etc) and time is so limited.  Overall, getting into a relationship is not like simply walk in a restaurant and simply ordering a meal to munch.  It means much more than that.  It's about God giving me the right one who is strong and faithful to God, able to lead the relationship no matter what, God fearing guy, Do-er.. not Say-er kinda stuff.  And, I want a Godly relationship (don't argue with me with ur statements and all.. this is Eva Sam's stand) because relationship is all about marriage.  A marriage that is God honouring, holy and joyful... bla bla bla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;So, until He sent the right one... I am still happy with my own life.  In fact, I've experienced better life after being single because I have come to learn to rely more on God instead of human. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;all right all right... the main thing I wanna talk about actually was how real God has been with me today and the joy of me getting the chance of sharing His name.. but not so much of my mate requirement and stuff... so... if you feel offended you could always click the X mark on your right top windows *chuckles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... what else should I write? I am lazy.. so here I rest my case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh... I forgot to write down what I 've experienced in the second interview.  At4.45pm, finally I got to meet with Rachael (the HR manager).  She was quite cool, did not ask me many questions.  Only asked me to explain more about my part time dance show thingy and then she started to tell me about the job scope.  I can either choose to go for Management Trainee or Sales Consultant.  Management Trainee I need to undergo 12-16 months training, if I passed through all the test and stuff they will grant me 3 months probation then only could proceed to permanent staff.  In contrast, Sales Consultant I will only have to go for three months product and company training then I will be only own as compared to Management Training where I have to learn every details of it.  Then, she offered me to either decide on the spot or take some time to consider whether to take up the challenge or not (which means... she actually offered me the job on the spot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not get her full meaning right away, that's why i asked her why didn't she ask me more about myself.  She replied "I am very experience in the field because I am in charge of the whole Malaysia's recruitment.  So I know who I should hire and who's qualified... and.. I know who you are!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like..."huh?" (are you sure???) She said, "YES, I know who you are!.. You are bubbly, love talking to people... confidence.... (others i can't remember)... ". "So, do you wanna answer me right away, or you wanna think about it".  I told her honestly I would love to work in the office in terms of marketing planning kinda career instead of just staying in an outlets for the rest of my life.  Esprit is a good brand where I would love to work for it, however, sales is not quite my type and my line.. and I would love to plan Marketing Strategies (4P's- Product, Price, Place and Promotion) for a brand.  Locking me in just an outlet would eventually kill me (of course I didn't tell this sentence to kill myself off in front of Rachael la).  I told her I will have to think about it, because it incurs so much of commitment and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 5 plus, I left San Francisco Coffee house (the interview was held there) and went back in to Esprit to thank Kelvin personally, whom has spend his time talking to me, asking me questions and telling me more about the job (and also allows me to share a little bit of Christianity with him).  A fun guy to talk to.  He too share with me his career path and how much he has went through in retail line like he was working in Nike before... have been working in Japan, Singapore and etc.  So, I thank him for his kindness for talking to me.  He offered me a discount rate next time if I go back to the shop for shopping... if he is there he would give me a good rate upon my purchase (so kind of him, right? Told ya he is nice).  So, I thank him again for sure because I have never purchased any Esprit merchandise before due to my limited fund even though I would love to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.30pm... on my way back from KL... to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a tiring day!  I still can feel the pain on both my feet.. everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy...  I wanna rest di... how would my life be once I really start working?  If Padini hire me, the training period would be crazy too... I will need lots of prayer to go through it before my energy and stamina dries up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, I will continue writing next time.  Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-3197686946341111178?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/3197686946341111178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=3197686946341111178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3197686946341111178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3197686946341111178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/08/all-right-before-i-forget-about-details.html' title='2 Interviews in 1 day'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-1491651997988234146</id><published>2007-08-26T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T23:48:09.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's been some time I have not been really writing anything in my own blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Exam was over since 20th Aug but I did not gain back the momentum to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah, I know honestly it's time for me to.. at least write something to keep it updated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;By God's grace I have completed all my papers with quite an honourable result of my coursework marks in the subjects (Don't ask me my exam result... it will only be out in Sept...).  However, that does not guarantee my final result of all.  So, I can only leave it to God and see what will it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;God two interviews to go on Tue.  Fashion companies that I quite like.  A little bit nervous, a little excited, a little bit scare of rejection, a little bit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Base on my stand of not asking allowance from my parents from Sept onwards, I need a job or at least some shows to sustain my living (ie, pump petrol, dining expenses and miscellaneous).   Sitting at home unoccupied make me feel sick, I want to eliminate all the lazy disease before it gets hold of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Room is still untidy, papers, notes, books are still all around in my room.  The statement of organising and cleaning up my room did not come to fulfilment yet.  I feel even more lazy to do all these once exam is over.  I think if I would to re-arrange my room that might take me more than four days to do so cos my room is full of .... STUFFS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have to admit that Im totally bad in keeping things organised, do not ask me why... I hope someone could tell me that.  I can be organised in certain things.. but not keeping all the stuff nicely in my room.  Some times I tend to think the only way for me to re-arrange and deco my room would be the time when I am able to purchase my own furniture.. and mayb repaint my room. ahhaha... now I really wonder will I once I am financially stable.  I tend to make quite some empty promises to myself, 'I can only get this done.. when I am.......' However, it never really seems to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Whatever it is.. hahah... the conclusion- Laziness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nothing else can explain but only the word laziness. Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;All right, I have to think of a way to fix myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-1491651997988234146?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/1491651997988234146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=1491651997988234146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1491651997988234146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1491651997988234146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-been-some-time-i-have-not-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-6262362178172790311</id><published>2007-08-22T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:22:45.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Stories'/><title type='text'>Take my Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Eva:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Another meaningful story I got from my mail today that worth taking some time reading.  Since I can't write inspiring story as such, I shld put it up and let everyone get to experience and enjoy it.  It is so meaningful where I am always being reminded how blessed I have been ever since the day I take His Son.  My life has never been the same again.  I am not perfect, yet.  But, with His daily teaching in my life, I know I will be better and better and better every tomorrow.  Until I meet Him... God is good, trust me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;STORY STARTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They  would often sit together and admire the great works of art.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When the Vietnam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was  very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved deeply for  his only son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;About a month later, just before Christmas, there was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a  large package in his hands. He said, "Sir, you don't know me, but I am the  soldier for whom your son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was  carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly. He often talked about you, and  your love for art." The young man held out this package. "I know this isn't much. I'm  not really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted  you to have this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father opened the package. It was a portrait of his son,  painted by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting. The father  was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears. He  thanked the young man and offered to pay him for the picture. "Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your son did  for me. It's a gift." The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors  came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed them any of the other great works he  had collected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man died a few months later. There was to  be a great auction of his paintings. Many influential people  gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection.  On the platform sat the painting of the son, the  auctioneer pounded his gavel. "We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who will bid for this picture?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was silence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, "We want to see the  famous paintings. Skip this one." But the auctioneer persisted. "Will somebody bid  for this painting. Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?"  Another voice angrily. "We didn't come to see this painting. We &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;came to see the Van Goghs, the Rembrandts. Get  on with the real bids!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;But still the auctioneer continued. "The son! The son! Who'll take  the son?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the  longtime gardener of the man and his son. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;"I'll give $10 for the painting." Being a poor man, it was all he could  afford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;We have $10, who will bid $20?" "Give it to him for $10. Let's see the masters." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;10 is the bid, won't someone bid $20?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;The crowd was becoming angry. They didn't want the picture of the son.  They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;The auctioneer pounded the gavel. "Going once, twice, SOLD for  $10!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;A man sitting on the second row shouted, "Now let's get on with the  collection!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;The auctioneer laid down his gavel. "I'm sorry, the auction is over." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;What about the paintings?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a &lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ecret stipulation in the will. I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation until this time. Only the  painting of the son would be auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the&lt;br /&gt;entire estate, including the paintings.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;The man who took the son gets everything!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God gave His son 2,000 years ago to die on the cross. Much like the  auctioneer, His message today is: "The son, the son, who'll take the son?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Because, you see, whoever takes the Son gets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON, WHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;SO EVER BELIEVETH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;IN HIM, SHALL HAVE ETERNAL LIFE...THAT'S UNCONDITIONAL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A LOVE THAT SURPASSES ALL UNDERSTANDING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God Bless!!&lt;/span&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/8770831073324346316-6262362178172790311?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/6262362178172790311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=6262362178172790311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6262362178172790311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6262362178172790311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/08/take-my-son.html' title='Take my Son'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-8189319562624705338</id><published>2007-08-21T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T17:42:42.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Teaching'/><title type='text'>Integrity Rewarded</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Eva:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;A story that Emphasise on how Honesty is rewarded and how important it is no matter what we are doing and where we are heading to, in our studies, exams, work place... and etc.  BE honest to others, you are honouring your God, the Father in Heaven and also, to yourself.  ^^ Enjoy the story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A successful Christian business man was growing old and  knew it was time to choose a successor to take over the business. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of choosing one of his directors or his children, he decided to do something different. He called all the young executives in his company together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "It is time for me to step down and choose the next CEO. I have decided to choose one of you. "The young executives were shocked, but the boss continued. "I am going to give each one of you a SEED today - one very special SEED. I want you to plant the seed, water it, and come back here one year from today with what you have grown from the seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have given you. I will then judge the plants that you bring, and&lt;br /&gt;the one I choose will be the next CEO".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One man, named Jim, was there that day and he, like the  others, received a seed. He went home and excitedly, told his wife the story. She helped him get a pot, soil and compost and he planted the seed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, he would water it and watch to see if it had grown. After about three weeks, some of the other executives began to talk about their seeds and the plants that were beginning to grow. Jim kept checking his seed, but nothing ever grew. Three weeks, four weeks, five weeks went by, still nothing. By now, others were talking about their plants, but Jim didn't have a plant and he felt like a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six months went by--still nothing in Jim's pot. He just knew he had killed his seed. Everyone else had trees and tall plants, but he had nothing. Jim didn't say anything to his colleagues, however. He just kept watering and fertilizing the soil - He so wanted the seed to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year finally went by and all the young executives of the  company brought their plants to the CEO for inspection. Jim told his wife that he wasn't going to take an empty pot. But she asked him to be honest about what happened. Jim felt sick at his stomach, it was going to be the most embarrassing moment of his life, but he knew his wife was right. He took his empty pot to the board room. When Jim arrived, he was amazed at the variety of plants grown by the other executives. They were beautiful--in all shapes and sizes. Jim put his empty pot on the floor and many of his colleagues laughed, a few felt sorry for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the CEO arrived, he surveyed the room and greeted his young executives. Jim just tried to hide in the back. "My, what great plants, trees, and flowers you have grown," said the CEO. "Today one of you will be appointed the next CEO!" All of a sudden, the CEO spotted Jim at the back of the room with his empty pot. He ordered the financial director to bring him to the front. Jim was terrified. He thought, "The CEO knows I'm a failure! Maybe he will have me fired!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jim got to the front, the CEO asked him what had happened to his seed - Jim told him the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CEO asked everyone to sit down except Jim. He looked at Jim, and then announced to the young executives, "Behold your next Chief Executive!&lt;br /&gt;His name is Jim!" Jim couldn't believe it. Jim couldn't even grow his seed. How could he be the new CEO the others said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the CEO said, "One year ago today, I gave everyone in this room a seed. I told you to take the seed, plant it, water it, and bring it back to me today. But I gave you all boiled seeds; they were dead - it was not possible for them to grow. All of you, except Jim, have brought me trees and plants and flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you found that the seed would not grow, you substituted another seed for the one I gave you. Jim was the only one with the courage and honesty to bring me a pot with my seed in it. Therefore, he is the one who will be the new Chief Executive!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you plant honesty, you will reap trust&lt;br /&gt;If you plant goodness, you will reap friends&lt;br /&gt;If you plant humility, you will reap greatness&lt;br /&gt;If you plant perseverance, you will reap contentment&lt;br /&gt;If you plant consideration, you will reap perspective &lt;br /&gt;If you plant hard work, you will reap success&lt;br /&gt;If you plant forgiveness, you will reap reconciliation&lt;br /&gt;If you plant faith in Christ, you will reap a harvest&lt;br /&gt;So be careful what you plant for it will determine what you will reap later. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-8189319562624705338?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/8189319562624705338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=8189319562624705338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8189319562624705338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8189319562624705338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/08/integrity-rewarded.html' title='Integrity Rewarded'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-90620551895589769</id><published>2007-08-02T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T10:15:49.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Teaching'/><title type='text'>He who forgives</title><content type='html'>Another story to ponder...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Remember the duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;There was a little boy visiting his grandparents on their farm. He &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;was given a slingshot to play with out in the woods. He practiced in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;woods; but he could never hit the target. Getting a little discouraged, he  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;headed back for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;As he was walking back he saw Grandma's pet duck. Just out of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;impulse, he let the slingshot fly, hit the duck square in the head and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;killed it. He was shocked and grieved! In a panic, he hid the dead duck in  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;the wood pile; only to see his sister watching! Sally had seen it all, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;she said nothing After lunch the next day Grandma said, "Sa lly, let's wash &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;the dishes" But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; Sally said, "Grandma, Johnny told me he wanted to help in the  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;kitchen." Then she whispered to him, "Remember the duck?" So Johnny did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; the dishes. Later that day, Grandpa asked if the children wanted to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;fishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; and Grandma said, "I'm sorry but I need Sally to help make supper."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Sally just smiled and said, "Well that's all right because Johnny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; told me he wanted to help" She whispered again, "Remember the duck?" So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Sally went fishing and Johnny stayed to help.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;After several days of Johnny doing both his chores and Sally's; he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; finally couldn't stand it any longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;He came to Grandma and confessed that he had killed the duck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Grandma knelt down, gave him a hug and said,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;"Sweetheart, I know. You see, I was standing at the window and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;saw the whole thing, but because I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; you, I forgave you. I was just wondering how long you would let &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Sally make a slave of you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Thought for the day and every day thereafter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Whatever is in your past, whatever you have done... and the devil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; keeps throwing it up in your face (lying, cheating, debt, fear, bad habits, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;hatred, anger, bitterness, etc.)...whatever it is...You need to know that  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;God was standing at the window and He saw the whole thing. He has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;seen your whole life. He wants you to know that He loves you and that you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;are forgiven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;He's just wondering how long you will let the devil make a slave  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The great thing about God is that when you ask for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; forgiveness; He not only forgives you, but He forgets. It is by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;God's grace and mercy that we are saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Source: Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-90620551895589769?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/90620551895589769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=90620551895589769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/90620551895589769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/90620551895589769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/08/he-who-forgives.html' title='He who forgives'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-8248629899384931400</id><published>2007-08-02T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T08:37:30.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Teaching'/><title type='text'>He has a plan...for all of us</title><content type='html'>Meaningful story I got from my church bulletin... let's enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;WRONG FUNERAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;onsumed by my loss, I didn't notice the hardness of the pew where I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;sat. I was at the funeral of my dearest friend -- my mother. She &lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;finally&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;had lost her long battle with cancer. The hurt was so intense; I found it hard to breathe at times. Always supportive, Mother clapped loudest at my school plays, held a box of tissues while listening to my first heartbreak, comforted me at my father's death, encouraged me in &lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;college,&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and prayed for me my entire life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;When mother's illness was diagnosed, my sister had a new baby and my&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;brother had recently married his childhood sweetheart, so it fell on &lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;me, the 27-year-old middle child without entanglements, to take care of&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;her. I counted it an honor. "What now, Lord?" I asked sitting in church. My life stretched out before me as an empty abyss. My brother sat &lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;stoically with his face toward the cross while clutching his wife's hand. My sister sat slumped against her husband's shoulder, his arms around her as she cradled their child. All so deeply grieving, no one noticed I &lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sat alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;My place had been with our mother, preparing her meals, helping her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;walk, taking her to the doctor, seeing to her medication, reading the Bible together. Now she was with the Lord. My work was finished, and I was alone. I heard a door open and slam shut at the back of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;church. Quick footsteps hurried along the carpeted floor. An exasperated young man looked around briefly and then sat next to me. He folded his hands and placed them on his lap. His eyes were brimming with tears. He &lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;began to sniffle. "I'm late," he explained, though no explanation was necessary. After several eulogies, he leaned over and commented, "Why&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;do they keep calling Mary by the name of 'Margaret?'" "Because that was&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;her name, Margaret. Never Mary. No one called her 'Mary,'" I whispered. I wondered why this person couldn't have sat on the other side of the church He interrupted my grieving with his tears and fidgeting. Who &lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was this stranger anyway?  "No, that isn't correct," he insisted, as&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;several people glanced over at us whispering, "Her name is Mary, Mary Peters." "That isn't who this is." "Isn't this the Lutheran church?"  "No, the Lutheran church is across the street." "Oh." "I believe you're at the wrong funeral, Sir." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;he solemnest of the occasion mixed with the realization of the man's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;mistake bubbled up inside me and came out as laughter. I cupped my &lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hands over my face, hoping it would be interpreted as sobs. The creaking pew gave me away. Sharp looks from other mourners only made the situation seem more hilarious. I peeked at the bewildered, misguided man seated beside me. He was laughing; too, as he glanced around, deciding it was too late for an uneventful exit. I imagined Mother laughing. At the final "Amen," we darted out a door and into the parking lot. "I do believe we'll be the talk of the town," he smiled. He said his name &lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was Rick and since he had missed his aunt's funeral, asked me out for a&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cup of coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;That afternoon began a lifelong journey for me with this man who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:navy;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;attended the wrong funeral, but was in the right place. A year after&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;our meeting, we were married at a country church where he was the&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;assistant pastor. This time we both arrived at the same church, right on time.&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In my time of sorrow, God gave me laughter. In place of loneliness, God gave me love. This past June we &lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lebrated our twenty-second wedding anniversary. Whenever anyone asks us how we met, Rick tells them, "Her mother and my Aunt Mary introduced us, and it's truly a match made in heaven." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: navy;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;A day without the presence of God is a wasteful day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Amen, He always has a plan ahead of us.. for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8770831073324346316-8248629899384931400?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/8248629899384931400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=8248629899384931400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8248629899384931400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8248629899384931400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/08/he-has-planfor-all-of-us.html' title='He has a plan...for all of us'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-8922549024828186215</id><published>2007-07-31T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T01:05:20.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotion of the day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy moments, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;praise God&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult moments, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seek God&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Quiet moments, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;worship God&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Painful moments, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trust God&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Every moment, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank God&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.idahoexaminer.com/faith/1470/the-rain-thomas-kinkade"&gt;The Rain-Thomas Kinkade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a beautiful and meaningful sentence to me.. at this time at this situation...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;We may have difficult times where we feel that is the end of the world... that happens to me so many times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Painful, it is never easy at times to go through circumstances...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;it reminds me of a dear friend who said, "Chin up, my dear... you sure will go through it!".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah, how many times I've went through situation that is totally out of my control? How many times I feel that is the end of my life? How many times I think I can't do it? How many times where I hope I could just sleep in and never wake up?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;He never let all these happened to me.  For He is able to snap His fingers in any situation and let miracle happens.  Nothing is impossible, but All things are Possible... for our Father Lord God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;So... Chin up girl... You can do it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;For God brings me to it, He will definitely brings me through it~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-8922549024828186215?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/8922549024828186215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=8922549024828186215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8922549024828186215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8922549024828186215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/07/if-god-brings-you-to-it-he-will-bring.html' title=''/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-8894757026396035899</id><published>2007-07-25T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T10:09:03.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Do you know that...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You may not know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But I think you should know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.frontiernet.net/%7Ejimdandy/specials/blessed.htm"&gt;CLICK here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;That's my secret prayer to everyone of you~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-8894757026396035899?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.frontiernet.net/~jimdandy/specials/blessed.htm' title='Do you know that...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/8894757026396035899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=8894757026396035899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8894757026396035899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8894757026396035899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/07/do-you-know-that.html' title='Do you know that...'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-957730547371466417</id><published>2007-07-23T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T22:05:52.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/blog-addiction" style="color: #D64B32; 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You are able to trust full in God than putting trust in person or objects.  What's the meaning by putting trust in an object?  Tick the below calamities you have experienced in your lifetime:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;_____  Sat in a chair that collapsed under your weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;_____ Had a flat tire on a busy streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;_____ Loaned something of value and had it lost of damanged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;_____ Set the alarm clock for 6 am and it rang at 8am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;These are the examples of misplaced confidence according to the devotional material.  We tends to put trust in an object (such as a chair, tire or an alarm clock) and it might/would let us down.  Or we relied on another person who failed us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Read the passage Isaiah 28-30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Isaiah warned both Ephraim and Ariel not to put trust in the armies of Egypt, for they will fail you.  But put the trust in the Lord of hosts, for He will never fail your nor forsake you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Source:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Wilkinson, B. H., (1991), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Your daily walk: 365 daily devotions to read through the bible in a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;, Walk Tru the Bible Ministries, Zondervan publication USA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So, it is good to start our day with the reflection of whether we put our trust more in person and object than the Lord Almighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Check back the 10 sentences.. and say a prayer of your own.  Ask God to help you in keeping your faith and go through today with a smile while you sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ncv17485" class="verse"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ecc 9:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;... Enjoy all the useless days of this useless life God has given you here on earth, because it is all you have. So enjoy the work you do here on earth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;As, life is full of challenges.  Why don't we walk through it with great joy and head up by God's guidance instead of mourning and whining that will make our day even worst?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So, here comes my sentences completion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Today, I am trusting God for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;having full energy in my class and ability to absorb whatever lecturer is going to teach&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;getting information needed for my PR assignment as I am going to interview people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ability to manage my time well and have a fruitful day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;surviving with the last RM9 i have in my wallet for the month&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;having joy in no matter what i am going to do&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;getting the car air con fixed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ability to find car parking when I reach college&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;getting a result that will glorify His name in the coming one month exam preparation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the great future I am going to have and He has prepared a job that best fit me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sleeping with a smile of the great day I have and knowing He is in control of everything and tml will be another good day to live on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Let's learn together to walk through problems with peace and joy, knowing that the Lord God Almighty is the one controlling the whole situation and, able to see His greatness in using challenges to strengthen us in our daily lives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I pray that you will have a great smile, too while you sleep tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ncv17485" class="verse"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&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/8770831073324346316-5663321836019222861?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/5663321836019222861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=5663321836019222861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/5663321836019222861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/5663321836019222861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-i-am-trusting-god-for.html' title='Today, I am trusting God for...'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-6092459530000100124</id><published>2007-07-22T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:51:36.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><title type='text'>He who provides</title><content type='html'>TWO days... in TWO days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has shown me.... He is the God who provides and He is a God who knows our needs no matter the need is big or small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Provision 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, GT PJ was having an Influence conference, which I wanted to go when I first knew it.  I was prepared to go for it, I thought.  However, the fact has shown me that I can not because I do not have the money for it, not even for me to pump petrol.  I have to bury my thoughts of joining the conference, deep deep inside.  I told myself that I need that time to do my work or my study, I told myself I need that time to rest... thousands of reasons were used.. to console myself for not being able to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe came down earlier to KL on Wednesday for this conference and was staying with me since that night... (lazy to tell the whole story in detail.. i will straight jump to friday night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night GT was having a concert that Phoe had planned to go.  After the lepaking session with Clayts, Fei and Phoe (I had just submitted an asg on the afternoon so tot of giving myself a break), Clayts dropped me home as I have to attend cell group.  When we were discussing who should fetch Phoe from GT after the concert back to my home, I was debating whether shld I let Clayts do it, or myself.  It is kinda out of the way for me to drive fro USJ to PJ then head home cause I normally use the Carlsberg road home.  I saw some unwillingness in Clayts (don't feel offended Clayts if you are reading this.... pls read on cos it is not what you may thinl) cos it is even more out of the way for him to fetch Phoe all the way to OUG and back to PJ.  I saw that... and I understand because he has been fetching her in and out.. it's really kind of him to do the fetching.  So, after some thoughts... I had decided to do it myself since I was the one invited Phoe to my place for her current trip down to KL.  I wanna do it... for her... for myself... to honour God and I promised her I will drop her the next morning to the conference no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after cell.. i went over to GT.  They were having the altar call and Pastor Michael Sin was asking the people to bring their friends... and even to bless their frens if money was the reason their frens couldn't make it.  I was shouting and screaming in my heart..."Someone pls bless me... I really hope to join the conference... bless me bless me..."  When Michael Sin continue to speak.. all the sudden he told the congregation that he is taking out RM600 to sponsor 10 ppls... I was jumping in my heart for joy... "could I be one of the blessed one? I am not the church members..."  I left my thoughts aside, thinking that could not be true for me to get it.  Later on, the pastor walked near to where I was standing... "is that the pastor? Is he really serious in what he had said? Will I get it? Will he turn me down?"  All these thoughts were pulling me back.  Junita was with me, she encouraged me to go and give a try.  I walked towards the pastor with doubts... after telling him my situation, he told me I got the sponsorship.  So I joined the conference the next morning and it was really awesome, God has spoken straight to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provision 2:&lt;br /&gt;After camp meeting in church, I was hungry and I was hoping that there was some remaining food for me to fill my stomach before my dance practice.  "No more food left la.." my church member told me.  I was feeling a little hungry.. and was thinking of what other option I have to get some energy.  While searching for edible stuff... uncle Sunny walked in with more than 6 boxes of Pizzas.  When I stand beside him, he offered me to choose one box of them.  Wow... it is gracious enough to get one slice of free pizza, right?  But I got the whole box for myself. WOW.. I couldn't believe it at first.   That was really good, the pizza came in just the right timing... if it came earlier than my meeting end I might not get any of them and if it came later after my prac start i might not get to eat them also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my dance prac, Cathy told me she offered some of the pizza for others (BM session was having their service after our practice) because they were hungry.  Later on I got to know that there was one girl who was craving for pizza for more than six weeks... and finally she got to eat it today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... what an awesome God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is Awesome... Isn't He?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows my need so well... as I cling on Him and continue to walk with Him even though the situation may seems unfortunate and discouraging... He honours me and bless me precisely to what I desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so real, to me and to others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 6:33 "Seek first His kingdom and righteousness and all the thing will be added unto you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any circumstances, put Him first (daily devotion).  Honour Him and He will honour us more abundantly than we can ever imagine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have experienced His faithfulness and glory tremendously as He is the God who provides... all I need to do is to "ask and I shall receive".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome God... whom provides with Perfect Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-6092459530000100124?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/6092459530000100124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=6092459530000100124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6092459530000100124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6092459530000100124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/07/he-who-provides.html' title='He who provides'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-7572016329849375776</id><published>2007-07-22T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T01:03:32.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood~'/><title type='text'>Didn't know...</title><content type='html'>Didn't know relationship could build through blogging...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know my room can actually accommodate another resident with its little space left...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know I would feel so comfortable having another resident...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know three days would feel like three years of fellowship...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know the three nights pillow talks would build this deep relationship...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know uncensored talks would drag our conversation more than three hours...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know your presence mean so much...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know the small little misunderstanding incident would strengthen our relationship to another level...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know the sudden goodbye would cause me heartache...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know the absence of the mattress owner would 'enlarge' the space of my room...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rooms seems empty, seems quite, seems.. lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is heavy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is quiet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do know... God has His great plan... for you and me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward for the next pillow talk session...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-7572016329849375776?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/7572016329849375776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=7572016329849375776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/7572016329849375776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/7572016329849375776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/07/didnt-know.html' title='Didn&apos;t know...'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-182398191095207521</id><published>2007-07-18T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T02:16:17.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>Time. never stop. never wait... never give a break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments... still waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam... coming nearer... notes... still untouched...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain cells... dying ever faster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stamina... ever dropping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work... ever piling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I constantly call unto You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to grant me strength... to refresh my mind... to pump in energy and stamina... for me to keep myself working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so Good... the Heavenly King... the awesome Father!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-182398191095207521?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/182398191095207521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=182398191095207521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/182398191095207521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/182398191095207521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/07/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-3034521447580919957</id><published>2007-07-16T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T03:21:02.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotion of the day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 Peter 1:13-25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="paragraphHeading"&gt;Be Holy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span id="niv30388" class="verse"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;Therefore, prepare your minds for action; be self–controlled; set your hope fully on the grace to be given you when Jesus Christ is revealed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="niv30389" class="verse"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;As obedient children, do not conform to the evil desires you had when you lived in ignorance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="niv30390" class="verse"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;But just as he who called you is holy, so be holy in all you do;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="niv30391" class="verse"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;for it is written: “Be holy, because I am holy.”&lt;a href="javascript://" name="0" class="footnoteNum"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="niv30392" class="verse"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;Since you call on a Father who judges each man's work impartially, live your lives as strangers here in reverent fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="niv30393" class="verse"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;For you know that it was not with perishable things such as silver or gold that you were redeemed from the empty way of life handed down to you from your forefathers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="niv30394" class="verse"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;but with the precious blood of Christ, a lamb without blemish or defect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="niv30395" class="verse"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;He was chosen before the creation of the world, but was revealed in these last times for your sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="niv30396" class="verse"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;Through him you believe in God, who raised him from the dead and glorified him, and so your faith and hope are in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="niv30397" class="verse"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt;Now that you have purified yourselves by obeying the truth so that you have sincere love for your brothers, love one another deeply, from the heart.&lt;a href="javascript://" name="1" class="footnoteNum"&gt;[2]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="niv30398" class="verse"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;For you have been born again, not of perishable seed, but of imperishable, through the living and enduring word of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="niv30399" class="verse"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;For,“All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field; the grass withers and the flowers fall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="niv30400" class="verse"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;but the word of the Lord stands forever.”&lt;a href="javascript://" name="2" class="footnoteNum"&gt;[3]&lt;/a&gt; And this is the word that was preached to you.&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/8770831073324346316-3034521447580919957?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/3034521447580919957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=3034521447580919957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3034521447580919957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3034521447580919957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/07/1-peter-113-25-be-holy-13-therefore.html' title=''/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-8061484411175864533</id><published>2007-07-16T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T03:16:50.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotion of the day'/><title type='text'>Ecc 9:9</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="ncv17485" class="verse"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Ecc 9:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;... Enjoy all the useless days of this useless life God has given you here on earth, because it is all you have. So enjoy the work you do here on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&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/8770831073324346316-8061484411175864533?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/8061484411175864533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=8061484411175864533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8061484411175864533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8061484411175864533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/07/ecc-99.html' title='Ecc 9:9'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-891305397462907984</id><published>2007-07-11T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T13:23:29.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Learn: Cancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;Got this forwarded mail from one of my church's doctors, I think people should at least aware of the reason that caused cancerous cells to be activated and what action to be taken next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy and benefit from it~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANCER UPDATE FROM JOHN HOPKINS HOSPITAL, USA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useful Information on one of the deadliest diseases of our time: &lt;strong&gt;CANCER &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(PLEASE READ AND FORWARD IT TO PEOPLE YOU CARE ABOUT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Every person has cancer cells in the body. These cancer cells do not show up in the standard tests until they have multiplied to a few billion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When doctors tell cancer patients that there are no more cancer cells in their bodies after treatment, it just means the tests are unable to detect the cancer cells because they have not reached the detectable size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Cancer cells occur between 6 to more than 10 times in a person's lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When the person's immune system is strong the cancer cells will be destroyed and prevented from multiplying and forming tumours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When a person has cancer it indicates the person has multiple nutritional deficiencies. These could be due to genetic, environmental, food and lifestyle factors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. To overcome the multiple nutritional deficiencies, changing diet and including supplements will strengthen the immune system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Chemotherapy involves poisoning the rapidly-growing cancer cells and also destroys rapidly-growing healthy cells in the bone&lt;br /&gt;marrow,gastro- intestinal tract etc, and can cause organ damage, like liver,kidneys, heart, lungs etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Radiation while destroying cancer cells also burns, scars and damages healthy cells, tissues and organs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Initial treatment with chemotherapy and radiation will often reduce tumor size. However prolonged use of chemotherapy and radiation do not result in more tumor destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When the body has too much toxic burden from chemotherapy and radiation the immune system is either compromised or destroyed,  hence the person can succumb to various kinds of infections and complications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Chemotherapy and radiation can cause cancer cells to mutate and become resistant and difficult to destroy. Surgery can also cause cancer cells to spread to other sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. An effective way to battle cancer is to starve the cancer cells by not feeding it with the foods it needs to multiply.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;CANCER CELLS FEED ON:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Sugar is a cancer-feeder&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By cutting off sugar it cuts off one important food supply to the cancer cells. Sugar substitutes like NutraSweet, Equal,Spoonful, etc are made with Aspartame and it is harmful. A better natural substitute would be Manuka honey or molasses but only in very small amounts. Table salt has a chemical added to make it white in colour. Better alternative is Bragg's aminos or sea salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. Milk causes the body to produce mucus, specially in the gastro-intestinal tract. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Cancer feeds on mucus&lt;/span&gt;. By cutting off milk and substituting with unsweetened soya milk cancer cells are being starved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Cancer cells thrive in an acid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;environment. &lt;/span&gt;A meat-based diet is acidic and it is best to eat fish, and a little chicken rather than beef or mutton. Meat also contains livestock antibiotics, growth hormones and parasites, which are all harmful, especially to people with cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d. A diet made of 80% fresh vegetables and juice, whole grains,seeds, nuts and a little fruits help put the body into an alkaline environment.  About 20% can be from cooked food including beans. Fresh vegetable juices provide live enzymes that are easily absorbed and reach down to cellular levels within 15 minutes to nourish and enhance growth of healthy cells. To obtain live enzymes for building healthy cells try and drink fresh vegetable juice (most vegetables including bean sprouts) and eat some raw vegetables 2 or 3 times a day.   Enzymes are destroyed at temperatures of 104 degrees F (40 degrees C).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Avoid&lt;/span&gt; coffee, tea, and chocolate, which have &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;high caffeine &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Eva: wah.... how to cut off Coffee totally??????&lt;/span&gt;). Green tea is a better alternative and has cancer-fighting properties. Water-best to drink purified water, or filtered, to avoid known toxins and heavy metals in tap water. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Distilled water is acidic, avoid it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f. Meat protein is difficult to digest and requires a lot of digestive enzymes. Undigested meat remaining in the intestines become putrefied and leads to more toxic buildup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g. Cancer cell walls have a tough protein covering.  By refraining from or eating less meat it frees more enzymes to attack the protein walls of cancer cells and allows the body's killer cells to destroy the cancer cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h. Some supplements build up the immune system (IP6, Flor-ssence, Essiac, anti-oxidants, vitamins, minerals, EFAs etc.) to enable the body's own killer cells to destroy cancer cells.  Other supplements like vitamin E are known to cause apoptosis, or programmed cell death, the body's normal method of disposing of damaged, unwanted, or unneeded cells.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. Cancer is a disease of the mind, body, and spirit. A proactive and positive spirit will help the cancer warrior be a survivor.  Anger, unforgiveness and bitterness put the body into a stressful and acidic environment. Learn to have a loving and forgiving spirit.  Learn to relax and enjoy life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j. Cancer cells cannot thrive in an oxygenated environment. Exercising daily, and deep breathing help to get more oxygen down to the cellular level.  Oxygen therapy is another means employed to destroy cancer cells.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(PLEASE FORWARD IT TO PEOPLE YOU CARE ABOUT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No plastic containers in microwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. No water bottles in freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. No plastic wrap in microwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johns Hopkins has recently sent this out in its newsletters. This information is being circulated at alter Reed Army Medical Center as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dioxin chemicals causes cancer, especially breast cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dioxins are highly poisonous to the cells of our bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't freeze your plastic bottles with water in them as this releases dioxins from the plastic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, Dr. Edward Fujimoto, Wellness Program Manager at Castle Hospital , was on a TV program to explain this health hazard.  He talked about dioxins and how bad they are for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that we should not be heating our food in the microwave using plastic containers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This especially applies to foods that contain fat.  He said that the combination of fat, high heat, and plastics releases dioxin into the food and ultimately into the cells of the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, he recommends using glass, such as Corning Ware, Pyrex or ceramic containers for heating food. You get the same results, only without the dioxin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So such things as TV dinners, instant ramen and soups, etc., should be removed from the container and heated in something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper isn't bad but you don't know what is in the paper. It's just safer to use tempered glass, Corning Ware, etc.  He reminded us that a while ago some of the fast food restaurants moved away from the foam containers to paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dioxin problem is one of the reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, he pointed out that plastic wrap, such as Saran, is just as dangerous when placed over foods to be cooked in the microwave.  As the food is nuked, the high heat causes poisonous toxins to actually melt out of the plastic wrap and drip into the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover food with a paper towel instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00a000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an article that should be sent to anyone important in your life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8770831073324346316-891305397462907984?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/891305397462907984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=891305397462907984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/891305397462907984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/891305397462907984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/07/learn-cancer.html' title='Learn: Cancer'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-826156846604140165</id><published>2007-07-07T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:26:48.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><title type='text'>A wk has passed</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another week has passed... 4 more weeks (3 more assignments... 1 presentation) to exam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work hard.....&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/rose.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-826156846604140165?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/826156846604140165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=826156846604140165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/826156846604140165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/826156846604140165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/07/wk-has-passed.html' title='A wk has passed'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-6621935341215456577</id><published>2007-07-01T19:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T20:44:08.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Teaching'/><title type='text'>Grace Church Shah Alam Weekly Newletter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 150%; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Cornerstone;font-size:36;color:red;"   &gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Bulletin Message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Invitation;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;While we study Abraham to know the benefits of being a "child of Abraham", there is a statement recorded about his walk with God that needs paying attention to. In Gen.18:22 it states, "...but Abraham remained standing before the LORD." Some carry the Hebrew traditional translation that reads, "...but the LORD remained standing before Abraham."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Invitation;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Invitation;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;That makes a very interesting study. Whichever way we look at it, there seems to be great lessons from both. If the LORD stood before Abraham, it could only mean that He was not through with His conversation or interaction with him. It was God's way of saying, "Go ahead, see if you really know My heart and will press for the salvation of that wicked city, Sodom." If Abraham stood before the LORD, it could mean that he was saying, "God, I'm not through with you yet. The angels may have gone on to destroy the city, but I know I can move You to stop it."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Invitation;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Invitation;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Beloved, that's GOOD NEWS ! Either way we win! God STOPS to be STOPPED by us. Or we CAN stop God and decide on the direction of what we want to see happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Invitation;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Invitation;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;What am I saying ? Learn to keep on ASKING, SEEKING and KNOCKING and watch out for amazing results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Invitation;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Invitation;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Meeting God With You,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Invitation;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Pastors David Ramayah &amp;amp; Lai Fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-6621935341215456577?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/6621935341215456577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=6621935341215456577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6621935341215456577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6621935341215456577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/07/grace-church-shah-alam-weekly-newletter.html' title='Grace Church Shah Alam Weekly Newletter'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-8588444896294537894</id><published>2007-07-01T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T19:55:59.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Teaching'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sermon from Pastor David Ramayah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;... JESUS was forsaken by God for three hours... that's the reason why we will never be forsaken as He has died for us on the cross...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... JESUS had paid the penalty of our sins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... JESUS went straight to hell once He died, because God has made Him sin (for man's sake)... and the punishment of sin is death...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... However, JESUS conquered hell and death, and resurrection to the people and ascended to Heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIN- will not go unpunish!! It is the thing God hates the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... God will never crush us, nor strangle us.. because someone had done all that (JESUS) on the cross.. for us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="99%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); display: inline; margin-right: 0.5em;"&gt;Matthew 3:17&lt;/h2&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="middle"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;!-- bible text --&gt;     &lt;span id="niv23210" class="verse"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;And a voice from heaven said, “This is my Son, whom I love; with him I am well pleased.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="99%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); display: inline; margin-right: 0.5em;"&gt;Luke 3:22&lt;/h2&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="middle"&gt;         &lt;a href="http://www.ebible.com/bible/study/NIV/Luke+3%3A22" class="verse-ctrl-study" title="Start studying the bible from Luke 3:22"&gt;study&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.ebible.com/user/login?return_to=%2Fbible%2FNIV%2FLuke%2B3%253A22" class="verse-ctrl-save" title="save Luke 3:22 as a bookmark"&gt;save&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.ebible.com/user/login?return_to=%2Fbible%2FNIV%2FLuke%2B3%253A22" class="verse-ctrl-email" title="email Luke 3:22 to a friend"&gt;email&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/sharer.php?u=http://www.ebible.com/bible/Luke+3%3A22" target="_blank" title="Send to a Facebook friend or post on your profile" class="verse-ctrl-facebook"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;!-- bible text --&gt;     &lt;span id="niv25048" class="verse"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt;and the Holy Spirit descended on him in bodily form like a dove. And a voice came from heaven: “You are my Son, whom I love; with you I am well pleased.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="niv23210" class="verse"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Call on JESUS and be more like JESUS... only God will be pleased.  Heaven will open, holy spirit will come and the blessing will be poured out unto us!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the notes I have taken in the service today... forgot to take down the verses and scripture mentioned... It is something that I have known and learned as a Christian, but it will always create the impact deep in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God has reminded me several things today during the worship session... about all the things that I have been longing and desiring.. and that He has granted me and is granting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Remember before this semester starts, I was worried of no transport in going and back from college.  Few days before the semester started, daddy told me there is an extra car from office after the salesman that had resigned.  It was a great news!  The car did not have power stearing.. so it was very difficult for me to handle.  After two days, another extra car came home.  Another salesman resigned.  This time, it has power stearing and it's quite a new car.  It was extremely dirty when it reached home... but i was thankful.. and i am still thankful... at least I got a car to solve my transportation problem.  Cool!   Thank God for this blessing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Until today, I am still driving this car.. I have been driving it for two months... praise the Lord! Other than the many times where I got no money to pump petrol.. basically it is really a good car.. not perfect.. but perfect enough for my current situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I tend to imagine What-If a new salesman is recruited before I graduate, what will my transportation be?  Holy Spirit whispered to me, hey... Do not worry.. for I will provide... yeah... it should not be a problem.  My 1st sister-in-law is going to labour soon, therefore, I will be able to borrow her car during her confinement period.  Calculating on the one month confinement, it will be nicely after my final exam.  So, the Lord has kindly prepare the transport for me... How great is He!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tml will be Week 9 for my semester, which means I will have another 5 more weeks to exam.  Pretty fast, pretty close...  It's just at the door step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I used to countdown when the sem first started, now I pray that time will be slowed down... because I am not done with all the assignments.. let alone the exam preparation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anxious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But the Lord says, anxiety is a sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dl  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ebible.com/bible/NIV/Philippians+4%3A6" class="result-link" title="View information on Philippians 4:6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ebible.com/bible/NIV/Philippians+4%3A6" class="result-link" title="View information on Philippians 4:6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ebible.com/bible/NIV/Philippians+4%3A6" class="result-link" title="View information on Philippians 4:6"&gt;Philippians 4:6&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span class="options"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="result-text"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="niv29449" class="verse"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;dd class="result-text"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="niv29449" class="verse"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="result-text"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="niv29449" class="verse"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do not worry about anything... is such as difficult task for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HOwever, I have to learn.. to fully trust in Him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For He is able.. in everything.. and nothing is impossible for Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Look forward... I am looking for my graduation day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-8588444896294537894?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/8588444896294537894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=8588444896294537894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8588444896294537894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8588444896294537894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/07/sermon-from-pastor-david-ramayah.html' title=''/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-6069809744814652446</id><published>2007-07-01T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:33:27.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Today~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am always rushing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my steps are always fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don have time to stop by.. to slow down my steps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always want things to be done fast... (not include my assignment and study... sadly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't enjoy driving... cos always have to concentrate on the road.. to rush over the destination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time, I really look up to the sky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time, I observe the surrounding while walking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have missed thousands and millions things around me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I concerning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;assignment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;strength...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;health...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;sleeping time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeewwwwwwwww.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfish creature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to learn to walk slower, so that I would be able to know what's happening around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... have to chew slower, to not to get indigestion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... to drive slower, cos that could save more petrol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....... to stay longer in a place and talk to people......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so difficult???????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ..... can't every type slower....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-6069809744814652446?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/6069809744814652446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=6069809744814652446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6069809744814652446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6069809744814652446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-always-rushing.html' title=''/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-7011262657403498271</id><published>2007-06-27T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T22:28:01.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun~'/><title type='text'>S.A.L.T 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;NEWS from Grace Church Shah Alam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shah Alam LIFE Tribute is a music festival organised by a group of people who is staying around Shah Alam and are passionate about life and as they express it&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;in their music come July 29 2007 at SALT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an event that comprises of talented musicians, vocalists and bands from the region inside and outside of Malaysia. Noticing the importance of giving a platform for young people to channel their interest and of bringing the area Shah Alam to be a more happening from a silent town, the name of S.A.L.T was formed last year with the believe in music could bring a life to Shah Alam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, the event was concluded with more than 11 bands and had drawn a number of 400 crowds from all regions in Malaysia.  GMB, a famous Christian band from Indonesia had closed the one day event with a greater success by their talents and passion in music ministry.  The crowd was fired up with leg jumping from the beginning until the end of the performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RoOgnYBtzeI/AAAAAAAAAjw/E-eTTXHO9C4/s1600-h/SALT2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RoOgnYBtzeI/AAAAAAAAAjw/E-eTTXHO9C4/s400/SALT2006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081081402929040866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;his year, the organiser managed to get 11 teams consists of some bands that had performed last year and also some new talented musicians to join in and create another success event.   The event will have &lt;a href="http://www.salt2007.graceserve.org/?p=9"&gt;Blister&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.salt2007.graceserve.org/?p=7"&gt;Mia Palencia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.salt2007.graceserve.org/?p=22"&gt;A Day At The Zoo&lt;/a&gt;, Melodica, &lt;a href="http://www.salt2007.graceserve.org/?p=36"&gt;Grace Fusion&lt;/a&gt;,  &lt;a href="http://www.salt2007.graceserve.org/?p=31"&gt;ISCA&lt;/a&gt;,  &lt;a href="http://www.salt2007.graceserve.org/?p=25"&gt;Army of Three&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.salt2007.graceserve.org/?p=28"&gt;X4JC&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.salt2007.graceserve.org/?p=24"&gt;The ONE with Josh&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.salt2007.graceserve.org/?p=29"&gt;Beat Box and dancers&lt;/a&gt; rock over the hall from 3-10pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RoOgnYBtzfI/AAAAAAAAAj4/AyXzZ_VeKbw/s1600-h/SALT+20073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RoOgnYBtzfI/AAAAAAAAAj4/AyXzZ_VeKbw/s400/SALT+20073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081081402929040882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salt2007.graceserve.org/?p=9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salt2007.graceserve.org/?p=9"&gt;Blister&lt;/a&gt;, a Christian band from Bangkok will be the main act for SALT 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miapalencia.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RoOiO4BtzgI/AAAAAAAAAkA/PWlOsZBxDnw/s1600-h/blister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RoOiO4BtzgI/AAAAAAAAAkA/PWlOsZBxDnw/s400/blister.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081083181045501442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;Blister&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miapalencia.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;Mia Palencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a 22-year-old singer and songwriter and is by far the best jazz vocalist in Malaysia would perform featuring Blister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RoOiPIBtzhI/AAAAAAAAAkI/kX2rqv1aVaM/s1600-h/miapalencia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RoOiPIBtzhI/AAAAAAAAAkI/kX2rqv1aVaM/s400/miapalencia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081083185340468754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mia Palencia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Other than vocal and instruments performance, there would also dance performances from &lt;a href="http://www.salt2007.graceserve.org/?p=38"&gt;Super CoolWhacky Dancers&lt;/a&gt;, a group of youngster from Grace Church Shah Alam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Believing their talents were given by God, these groups of talented youth would like to perform at their best in return to bless the audience with what they have.  With the ticket price of RM10, the audience will be able to enjoy the whole day event with the performers from 3-10pm at Grace Church Shah Alam hall.   &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Venue: Grach Church Shah Alam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 29&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; July 2007 (Sunday)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 3-10pm music non stop&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ticket: RM10 only&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A map to the venue is attached as below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RoOgLIBtzdI/AAAAAAAAAjo/EEfQKbpimfw/s1600-h/churchmap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RoOgLIBtzdI/AAAAAAAAAjo/EEfQKbpimfw/s400/churchmap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081080917597736402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: right; line-height: normal;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Written by: Eva Sam&lt;br /&gt;A member of Grace Church Shah Alam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Date: June 27 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organiser:&lt;br /&gt;Grace Church Shah Alam, SALT committee&lt;br /&gt;NO. 6, Psn Petaling, Sec 28, 40300, Shah Alam&lt;br /&gt;03-51920316/17 (Justin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit the website for more information at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salt2007.graceserve.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;SALT 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-7011262657403498271?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/7011262657403498271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=7011262657403498271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/7011262657403498271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/7011262657403498271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/06/salt-2007.html' title='S.A.L.T 2007'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RoOgnYBtzeI/AAAAAAAAAjw/E-eTTXHO9C4/s72-c/SALT2006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-1498573727218409802</id><published>2007-06-21T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T22:30:28.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Teaching'/><title type='text'>57 cents church</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice story .............  lovely prayer at the end ............... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A little girl stood near a small church from which she had been turned away because it was "too crowded." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't go to Sunday School," she sobbed to the pastor as he walked by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her shabby, unkempt appearance, the pastor guessed the reason and, taking her by the hand, took her inside and found a place for her in the Sunday school class. The child was so happy &lt;br /&gt;that they found room for her, and she went to bed that night thinking of the children who have no place to worship Jesus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some two years later, this child lay dead in one of the poor tenement buildings. Her parents called for the kind-hearted pastor who had befriended their daughter to handle the final arrangements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As her poor little body was being moved, a worn and crumpled red purse was found which seemed to have been rummaged from some trash dump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside was found 57 cents and a note, scribbled in childish handwriting, which read: "This is to help build the little church bigger so more children can go to Sunday School."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For two years she had saved for this offering of love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the pastor tearfully read that note, he knew instantly what he would do. Carrying this note and the cracked, red pocketbook to the pulpit, he told the story of her unselfish love and devotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He challenged his deacons to get busy and raise enough money for the larger building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the story does not end there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A newspaper learned of the story and published It. It was read by a wealthy realtor who offered them a parcel of land worth many thousands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When told that the church could not pay so much, he offered to sell it to the little church for 57 cents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church members made large donations Checks came from far and wide. Within five years the little girl's gift had increased to $250, 000.00--a huge sum for that time (near the turn of the century). Her unselfish love had paid large dividends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are in the city of Philadelphia, look up Temple Baptist Church, with a seating capacity of 3,300. And be sure to visit Temple University, where thousands of students are educated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a look, too, at the Good Samaritan Hospital and at a Sunday School building which houses hundreds of beautiful children, built so that no child in the area will ever need to be left outside during Sunday school time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of the rooms of this building may be seen the picture of the sweet face of the little girl whose 57 cents, so sacrificially saved, made such remarkable history. Alongside of it is a portrait of her kind pastor, Dr. Russell H. Conwell, author of &lt;br /&gt;the book, "Acres of Diamonds".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a true story, which goes to show WHAT GOD CAN DO WITH 57 CENTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please send this back. (You'll see why.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Theresa Prayer (cannot be deleted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER to make a wish before you read the prayer. That's all you have to do. There is nothing attached. This is a powerful novena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just send this to four people and let me know what happens on the fourth day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not break this, please. Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is true) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Did you make a wish?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't make a wish, it won't come true. Last Chance to Make a Wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May today there be peace within. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you trust your highest power that you are exactly where you are meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith.&lt;br /&gt;May you use those gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you.&lt;br /&gt;May you be content knowing you are a child of God.&lt;br /&gt;Let this presence settle into our bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing and dance. It is there for each and every one of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-1498573727218409802?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/1498573727218409802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=1498573727218409802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1498573727218409802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1498573727218409802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/06/57-cents-church.html' title='57 cents church'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-6724549496036262248</id><published>2007-06-18T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T21:31:41.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood~'/><title type='text'>"People do change"?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People tend to change every day every minute every second, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you have a group of friends, whom you perceived as someone who loves you because you all are from the same Father, Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the sudden, then things happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They started to walk away.. keep themselves away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times pretend they never see you... some times pretend you never exist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times... the very rare time, you feel that you are back to the group again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOwever, how sure are you that You, are really taken and loved by the group?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never comes back.. that's it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO point trying.. cos people is always changing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to move on, instead of standing there sulking and trying to win back the friendship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend is one who loves you no matter what happen...&lt;br /&gt;who take you as you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those that only come when you in a good mood and walk away when you are in bad mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are NO friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some hypocrites... that will come with sweet words when you are somebody, and will definitely walk away when you have given up your position...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO respect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a tragedy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shld not be bothered by this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I have to move on, and I am moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You choose your way of living...&lt;br /&gt;and I live my way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall rephrase the sentence, I will live my way in His way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't live in your way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You HUMAN way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO way!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People do change".......?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-6724549496036262248?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/6724549496036262248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=6724549496036262248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6724549496036262248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6724549496036262248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/06/people-do-change.html' title='&quot;People do change&quot;?'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-1838141048986507982</id><published>2007-06-13T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T11:12:15.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Finally.. Im out of gastric</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night's injection... was effective...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Praise God!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I do not have to be admitted to hospital...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though another RM50 has gone astray (the 3 visits to clinic has come to a sum of RM 108)... my wallet is now super empty!!!  Im only left with lots of pills... lots and lots of pills... yellow, black.. white... etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweat... what an experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: thanks for your prayer whoever have been keeping me in prayer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-1838141048986507982?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/1838141048986507982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=1838141048986507982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1838141048986507982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1838141048986507982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/06/finally-im-out-of-gastric.html' title='Finally.. Im out of gastric'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-8217257406776360998</id><published>2007-06-12T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T00:03:30.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Poliklinik visit 3 in two days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to clinic again... I can't stand the acid roaring stomach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor said, go hospital for check up better. Go for some scope scanning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister-in-law said that's too much to go hospital for gastric...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one loves visiting hospital, neither I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor gave me an injection... He still insists that if situation didn turn well tml, my next visit should be the hospital, not clinic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judging on the fact of me having diarrhea, fever, twisted stomach and etc... it should be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOD POISONING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....... food poisoning? or &lt;a href="http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/06/stress-induced-gastric.html"&gt;Stress induced Gastric&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor gave me another MC, but i know I can't afford to not attending class cause i have grp asg to discuss with my group mates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why at this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-8217257406776360998?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/8217257406776360998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=8217257406776360998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8217257406776360998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8217257406776360998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/06/3rd-visit-to-poliklinik-in-two-days.html' title='Poliklinik visit 3 in two days'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-3739767403148877207</id><published>2007-06-12T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T00:00:40.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Poliklinik visit 2: 'Stress induced Gastric'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to Doctor 2nd time jz now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my left eye (the eye beg area) swollen and my stomach did not feel any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lady doctor is 100X more professional than last night's super slumber, lazy, annoying looking male doctor whom I waited so long while he was doing nothing inside and I suffer the pain outside, and eventually simply check for less than 3 minutes then I was sent out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare and complaint to the nurses outside of what the lazy doctor had done, they told me 'next time don't come for his hour, come before 2pm or after 9pm... this lady doctor, Dr. Sue is in everyday from 9-2pm... then after 9pm another Malay doctor also better...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard of their conversation about the lazy doctor refused to take patient for 1 hr last night for dono some reason he merajuk (that's the hour when I was suffering outside)... what a PROFESSIONAL doctor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back to the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Sue checked the medication that I got last night and talk to me in getting to know the case better.  Then, she asked me to lay down for her to check my stomach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'why still so full of air?', she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked me more questions like do I get gastric often, what kinda situation do I have it, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she comes to a conclusion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are overly stressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You need rest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me a MC, for me to rest for today at least.  Also, she gave me another gastric syrup, which is stronger for my current situation. 'the previous one u can keep in the fridge, you can take that whenever you have gastric...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Today you really need to rest... medication can help you, but w/o the proper rest you will not recover fast and the acid will continue to produce, which will definitely harm your health... You rest well today, think of your assignment tml...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, mine is called 'Stress induced Gastric' that is quite common to date.&lt;br /&gt;And I need to do something that I like other than study and assignment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... something that I like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been dancing for so long... I so miss it some times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-3739767403148877207?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/3739767403148877207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=3739767403148877207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3739767403148877207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3739767403148877207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/06/stress-induced-gastric.html' title='Poliklinik visit 2: &apos;Stress induced Gastric&apos;'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-1917087901504401890</id><published>2007-06-11T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T12:24:39.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>shut up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SHUT UP!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Quiet!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just stay calm for a second?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must you keep disturbing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really irritating.. bothering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the worst companion I ever had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuh shuh........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a peaceful moment to do my work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrrrr...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you sour fella!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so gonna eat all the pill that would eliminate you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the annoying acid stomach..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.. gotta rest. couldn't do much today since the gastric visit from morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-1917087901504401890?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/1917087901504401890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=1917087901504401890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1917087901504401890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1917087901504401890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/06/shut-up.html' title='shut up!'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-5000673458259844716</id><published>2007-06-10T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T08:52:14.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>My desperate prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know Im very forgetful... therefore I have to put up the prayer list to remind myself whenever I read my own blog... and also, perhaps you (my frens...) would keep me in prayer, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:verdana;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep praying, Put God first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things started to pill up, I tend to neglect God (unintentionally alright?) .. I have to always remember this.  And by focusing on Him alone will help me in handling situation in a more proper manner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:verdana;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Family salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:verdana;font-size:12;"  &gt;Yes, my family members are not saved yet... I pray that they will experience how good my God is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Excellent time management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:verdana;font-size:12;"  &gt;I pray that I would be able to complete (as in with cover page and reference done and is prepared to be printed) two days before the due date.  Therefore I will not experience the lack of sleep and stamina like what Eric Lim has commented...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good stamina for asg and study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I need full stamina to do assignment and study in a longer hour instead of the need of taking breaks and rests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold;font-family:Wingdings;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:verdana;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Better brain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a better one that is good in critical understanding, thinking then writing to shorten the time I take to do assignment ( I will correct it more than 10 times before I completed it) and also in understanding text books (it's written BookS, not Book supposingly I got about 6 thick text books to chew and digest).... Fast!! Real Fast... and able to answer it critically as short as 25 minutes one 50% exam question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Wingdings;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:verdana;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Extremely GOOD memory power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will not forget whatever I've spent dono how many hours memorising and remember what ever I’ve studied.. word by word (definitely I will not answer exactly like what text book has written.. that kinda question wont come out in final semester)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Wingdings;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:verdana;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A good result &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where my family and friends would be proud of... I do not know how much my ability is, but the Lord knows.  Therefore I shall not set a limit for myself and limit God in working in me....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-5000673458259844716?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/5000673458259844716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=5000673458259844716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/5000673458259844716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/5000673458259844716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-prayer.html' title='My desperate prayer'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-8250718060012053492</id><published>2007-06-06T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:29:57.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Teaching'/><title type='text'>A story: Wet Pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;Come with me to a third grade classroom.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a nine-year-old kid sitting at his desk and all of a  sudden, there is a puddle between his feet and the front of his pants are wet. He thinks his heart is  going to stop because he cannot possibly imagine how this has happened. It's never happened before, and he knows that when the boys find out he will never hear the end of it. When the girls find out, they'll never  speak to him again as long as he lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy believes his heart is going to stop; he puts  his head down and prays this prayer, "Dear God, this is an emergency! I need help now! Five minutes from now I'm dead meat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks up from his prayer and here comes the teacher with a look in her eyes that says he has been discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the teacher is walking toward him, a classmate named Susie is carrying a goldfish bowl that is filled with water. Susie trips in front of the teacher and inexplicably dumps the bowl of water in the boy's lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy pretends to be angry, but all the while is saying to himself, "Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all of a sudden, instead of being the object of ridicule, the boy is the object of sympathy. The teacher rushes him downstairs and gives him gym shorts to put on while his pants dry out. All the other children are on their hands and knees cleaning up around his desk. The sympathy is wonderful. But as life would have it, the ridicule that should have been his has been transferred to someone else - Susie.  She tries to help, but they tell her to get out. You've done enough, you klutz!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, at the end of the day, as they are waiting for the bus, the boy walks over to Susie and whispers, "You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Susie whispers back, "I wet my pants once too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God help us see the opportunities that are always around us to do good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember.....Just going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in your garage makes  you a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each and everyone one of us are going through tough times right now, but  God is getting ready to bless you in a way that only He can. Keep the faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prayer:&lt;br /&gt;Father, I ask You to bless my friends, relatives and those that I care deeply for, who are reading this right now. Show them a new revelation of Your love and power. Holy Spirit, I ask You to minister to their spirit at this very moment. Where there is pain, give them Your peace  and mercy. Where there is self-doubt, release a renewed confidence through Your grace. Where there is need, I ask you to fulfill their needs. Bless their homes, families, finances, their goings and their comings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-8250718060012053492?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/8250718060012053492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=8250718060012053492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8250718060012053492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8250718060012053492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/06/story-wet-pants.html' title='A story: Wet Pants'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-6783061841670583779</id><published>2007-06-06T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T12:28:23.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><title type='text'>PR paired assignment</title><content type='html'>Assignment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Public Relations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Web Site of a non-profit organisations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How PR is used in the website... how media is used...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strength and Weaknesses of the website... comparison with related industry website...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PR theories and principles produced in the write-up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggestions given for the website of the current and future needs in the site...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Word document is still empty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due date: 8th June (in two days' time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-6783061841670583779?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/6783061841670583779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=6783061841670583779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6783061841670583779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6783061841670583779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/06/pr-paired-assignment.html' title='PR paired assignment'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-3808152917618569964</id><published>2007-06-02T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T17:41:51.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Closing ceremony of Small Business Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The food fair has ended... beautifully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never easy&lt;/span&gt;, to run a business especially when I was working with three different students from Business Admin class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are different in terms of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perceptions&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;practice &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;personality&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Marketing student, where &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;packaging &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;customer service&lt;/span&gt; are highly focussed and emphasized.  However, the focus of the three is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Profit&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cost Saving&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trouble Saving&lt;/span&gt;.  Therefore, there are times where I find it so hard to continue on with the preparation and the operation of the business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lord is always faithful&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there &lt;/span&gt;whenever I cry out to Him, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grab me&lt;/span&gt; when I was failing, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;push me&lt;/span&gt; when I was discouraged and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lead me&lt;/span&gt; when I was lost in direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to stand up and walk when I was totally &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;depressed &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;discouraged &lt;/span&gt;was not easy.  Finding ways to get sales when there seems impossible to get any students' attention was a hard step for me.  At some point I was about to give up, to just walk away and leave everything behind.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God&lt;/span&gt;, He whispered to me... "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey, call on My Name my child... all things are possible for Me&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, He is definitely possible.. in all things and ways.&lt;br /&gt;When I got Iggy, Joel, Arielle, Adrian Lee to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pray with me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my strength was restored&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Praise the Lord!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, my group got the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the backdrop and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Product&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Awards!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That's what I've never dreamt and desire for... I thought that was a dead end, but He proved to me that's just a stumbling block that's building me stronger once I am able to cross it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;He is good... He is always good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chance &lt;/span&gt;and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;challenge &lt;/span&gt;He has planned for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This never promise that my life is going to be smooth with no problems and obstacles, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;, it shows that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With the Lord God Almighty I am able to do all things&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im happy... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Read more from the &lt;a href="http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/05/hot-in-ss15.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt; where I talked about the fair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-3808152917618569964?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/05/hot-in-ss15.html' title='Closing ceremony of Small Business Fair'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/3808152917618569964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=3808152917618569964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3808152917618569964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3808152917618569964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/06/closing-ceremony-of-small-business-fair.html' title='Closing ceremony of Small Business Fair'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-8638065104342849936</id><published>2007-05-29T09:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T10:07:50.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>HOT in SS15 INTI College Subang Jaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is what I am going to sell on this Thursday and Friday (31st May- 1st June) 2007 with my group members for the subject Small Business Entrepreneurship.  Students are required to form into small group and sell the self-selected products and services in INTI College Subang Jaya Concourse.  The purpose of the project is to let the student experience how to run a small business in reality, to prepare them for the future career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My group- Me, Vineey, Sue Yee and Seng Chuan have chosen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RluDGdHc6DI/AAAAAAAAAiY/8MVvJ2btbfc/s1600-h/cendol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 242px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RluDGdHc6DI/AAAAAAAAAiY/8MVvJ2btbfc/s400/cendol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069789952453961778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cendol!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RluDGtHc6EI/AAAAAAAAAig/6vsdX0r6hB0/s1600-h/toasted+sandwich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 226px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RluDGtHc6EI/AAAAAAAAAig/6vsdX0r6hB0/s400/toasted+sandwich.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069789956748929090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Toasted Sandwich!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can choose either Kaya, Peanut or Sardin flavour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"&gt;So what so nice about Cendol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;the BEST desert you could have in the hot day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sweet and would melt in your mouth... watery...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not too big not too small, just nice to fill up some part of your stomach&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;refreshing, imagine you are walking under the hot sun for 10 mins, you just need something to chill you up.. to keep you walking forward&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;release Stress, it will at least lock your attention to that bowl of desert for not thinking of your assignments, classes, work and etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you can't find as good Cendol in other places!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So what so special about our Toasted Sandwich?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crispy... Imagine you bite on it and you can feel the crispiness and softness of the bread&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot... as it is done on the spot (Just-in-time)... Just As Nice...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yummy... you can choose either Kaya flavour, Peanut Butter or Sardin...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unique... you can't find it everywhere as people only serve non-toasted sandwiches...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Easy to bring around when you are busy and find no time to sit down and have a proper meal! Our toasted sandwich will be filling enough to fill you up!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While waiting for the sandwich to be done you could enjoy a bowl of Cendol!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COOL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is the design of the Poster which is done by me, Eva Sam. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RluEMNHc6FI/AAAAAAAAAio/Tn1JWpubjWA/s1600-h/poster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RluEMNHc6FI/AAAAAAAAAio/Tn1JWpubjWA/s400/poster.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069791150749837394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well... pls DO come and visit us and try out our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chendol"&gt;Cendol &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and Toasted Sandwich!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The fair will be held only TWO days... Only TWO days oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What are you waiting for... come and dropped by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date&lt;/span&gt;: 31st May- 1st June 2007 (just TWO days..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt;: 10-5pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Venue&lt;/span&gt;: INTI College Subang Jaya Concourse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Location&lt;/span&gt;: SS15, look for INTI college and just walk in, the concourse is just right at the entrance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-8638065104342849936?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/8638065104342849936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=8638065104342849936' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8638065104342849936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8638065104342849936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/05/hot-in-ss15.html' title='HOT in SS15 INTI College Subang Jaya'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RluDGdHc6DI/AAAAAAAAAiY/8MVvJ2btbfc/s72-c/cendol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-3189372499753211054</id><published>2007-05-28T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T22:26:27.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>Amalgam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Missing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 22:05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Missing someone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Missing some part of me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Some part of me is missing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I miss the someone, who used to care for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I miss the someone, who showed the kindness to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I miss the someone, who would call and talk to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I miss the someone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Someone is missing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Time: 22:08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When there is full moon... my mood would be blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When there is raining... my heart would be tearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When the part is missing... my emotion is dropping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You thought I would not... but I would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Refuse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 22:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refuse to give in, refuse to surrender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refuse to feel it, refuse to store it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refuse to hold it, refuse to admit it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refuse to face it, refuse to say it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REFUSE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8770831073324346316-3189372499753211054?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/3189372499753211054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=3189372499753211054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3189372499753211054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3189372499753211054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/05/time-2205-missing-someone.html' title='Amalgam'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-7264784478656726030</id><published>2007-05-26T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T15:17:56.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>Some Conversation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Talking to Mark through msn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Eva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;Mark, How's my jacks doing ah? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...Are they fine? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...Did you scare them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...Operation.. sure sakit one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;Oh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;They are find...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;good doctor ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eva&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; haha.. really? That's good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Mark:&lt;/span&gt; no pain one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eva&lt;/span&gt;: Hope to see them safe and sound...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Mark:&lt;/span&gt; I didn hear them scream also...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Eva:&lt;/span&gt; Of course LA!!!!!! ...you can't.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...you potong their THROAT wei... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;?? How to scream???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Mark:&lt;/span&gt; ... Before I potong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Mark:&lt;/span&gt; Oh yeah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...I wash your mics for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;... muahahhahahah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Eva:&lt;/span&gt; Wah!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...HOw to wash?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...Dip in water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Mark:&lt;/span&gt; Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Eva: &lt;/span&gt;Harrrrrrrrr????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Can meh????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Mark:&lt;/span&gt; Cannot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eva:&lt;/span&gt; .... Harrrrr??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Mark: &lt;/span&gt;NO la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Eva:&lt;/span&gt; So...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My mics died di?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;They can't swim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Mark:&lt;/span&gt; ...the top part only la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Eva: &lt;/span&gt;Gosh.. you murdered!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Murderer.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You dipped their head into water... lagi teruk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Mark:&lt;/span&gt; ...The part where ppl put mouth to sing one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Eva:&lt;/span&gt; ...I know la... but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Mark: &lt;/span&gt;=P they are happy ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Eva:&lt;/span&gt; ...Are you sure? Did you ask their permission or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Mark:&lt;/span&gt; ...Can take warm bath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Eva:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;...They can't swim lor.. I have not teach them to breath in water... T_T gosh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My poor mics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Mark:&lt;/span&gt; ...Got bathtub...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Eva:&lt;/span&gt; ... glad they did not die...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Mark:&lt;/span&gt; ...Got jacuzzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Eva:&lt;/span&gt; wah.. so good.. ^^ mayb you can scrub them a little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Mark:&lt;/span&gt; dont' need la.. put lots of soap can di...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Eva:&lt;/span&gt; ...Lots of????? You wanna chock them ah??????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Mark: &lt;/span&gt;...Wont one... I bought a float... you know.. baby one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;wear around the hand one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Eva:&lt;/span&gt; ...They got no hands la.... (mics where got hand?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Mark:&lt;/span&gt; ...Got....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Eva:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ok... basically I've passed my mics and jacks to Mark for 'body check up'... -_-" I hope they are truely fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweat~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-7264784478656726030?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/7264784478656726030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=7264784478656726030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/7264784478656726030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/7264784478656726030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/05/some-conversation.html' title='Some Conversation...'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-3257737534600050011</id><published>2007-05-24T20:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T13:40:29.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ICF~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Today~'/><title type='text'>It is Him!</title><content type='html'>Workload and assignments have started to set in to place.  And CF activities are demanding more and more commitment from me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stressed yesterday. When I look at the huge backdrop (6 pieces of sugar paper 3X2, can imagine how big it is?)... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Blanked&lt;/span&gt;! I have totally no idea how should I design it to make it looks cool... I felt incompetent... *Speechless* At that point of time, I look at the flyers that I've drafted out... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;*Yuck*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_down.png" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; It looks horrible.. I can't draw at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add on to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;tiredness &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;anxiety &lt;/span&gt;that I had, my emotion had started to drop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidently, I viewed back some of my old emails...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;My tears started to generate... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;HATE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;that kinda feelings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was sending out the first week of June's CF worship list. I got a sms from one musician, saying I did not inform him by putting his name as the worship leader for the week. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/unlove.png" /&gt; That was the bomb that broke all my very last defence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I felt my effort of arranging the worship list was not appreciated, I have spent so much of time in CF, yet, what did I get in return? I put my assignments aside and trying hard and scratching my head of thinking how could I make the best team for every week of the month. Yet, this monkey (sorry if you are reading this, i was pissed at that moment ok?) come to me at the wrong timing and showing me black face and all... (even though it was through the phone but that's the only word I could think of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;What a tragedy of myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitterness set in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I collapse, emotionally...&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wilted_rose.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with Kim through msn, my tears couldn't stop but dropping like rain... I msged Iggy, "Hey, I couldn't cope with my study and assignments... I have to step down asap, alright? Pls find someone to replace me soon..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iggy was calm, he answered me 'ok!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt releaved... but sad at the same time... am I ready to put all my effort of bringing up the whole worship team to another new person? Is the worship team stable enough by its own? Yes, it's somehow Stable, I told Kim and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... she continue to console and comfort me, hoping that I would carry on with the task that God has given me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I look back to the team when I first took up the post, they are very much on track now... I know it's time to let go. Someone has to take over, as I have only three months left in the college...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord has been faithful to me. He has granted me so many things that I wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;... ask in MY name, and you shall receive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yeah&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He is always there catching me when I fall, pushing me when I lay back, pulling me when I am not able to move on... Always there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pressured that I had, was accumulated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not the phone call and sms that upsets me; but also the misunderstanding between me and Iggy, the flashed back of some old memories, the anxiety of not knowing what and how to do with the flyer and backdrop design, the overflow of information lecturers have input in my brain and the exhausted mind and physical body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iggy called me, talk to me patiently and prayed for me... I believe that were more prayers than I could imagine when my emotion was in the valley. Soon, I feel myself feeling better. Then, I recovered.. fully from the bitterness and frustration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Today, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;(the next day after y'day.. you should understand it right?)&lt;/span&gt;  it was a wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fruitful! To me, at least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had early class from 8-10am. I got home at 10.30am to do my flyer design... it was not as difficult as I expected. Idea was given, materials were found and I done the flyer and poster design in about an hours time! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt; It was not me! I could not do it I know! God was the one leading me and helping me! The lack of prayer and quiet time, I had lost my focus to draw strength and wisdom from Him... the Mighty One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, went back to college for 2-6pm classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The design of poster and flyer were showed to the lecturer, she likes it! Praise God! All I need is to add in a little bit more of information and edit a little bit here and there.. that's all! Went to Carrefour with Vineey to get some of the stuff we needed for the coming Small Business Fair, it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we went over to the Cendol van where we are getting the supplies from for our stall. We shared one small bowl of the Cendol, sweet and chilling!!! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_up.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to continue soak in the bitterness and stress that I had last night, I would never got to enjoy my day! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It is Him that does the Miracles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It is His grace that granted me blessings and favour...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is all about Him!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Praise Him!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Praise Him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Praise Him forever!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-3257737534600050011?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/3257737534600050011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=3257737534600050011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3257737534600050011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3257737534600050011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-is-him.html' title='It is Him!'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-1852087260693040224</id><published>2007-05-23T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T19:59:07.548+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood~ Church'/><title type='text'>A question to ponder...</title><content type='html'>My church is having a family camp on 3rd-6th June 2007, Sunday to Wednesday.  Needless to say, I would have to apply leave for three days if I would to go (I've paid RM50 deposit last Sunday)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dinner table, Daddy asked me about the camp's date and time.  Good question for myself too!  Three days of classes, consist of 11 hours that I would miss if I am going.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; Hours...&lt;br /&gt;... I would have to miss a lot of lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; Hours...&lt;br /&gt;.. Will I be able to cope with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;36&lt;/span&gt; hours...&lt;br /&gt;... at least I would have to loose, in making my Public Relation more perfect and completing it!&lt;br /&gt;* I have PR paired asg due on 8th June before12pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough decision...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So What Now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, I would love to be there... with all my church members to experience God in a special way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT, is the timing good?&lt;br /&gt;Is this the best choice?&lt;br /&gt;Is this what the Lord wants me to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am desperately at the junction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Study?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Left?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Stay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think, my friend?&lt;br /&gt;I need guidance....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eva signing off with a long sigh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-1852087260693040224?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/1852087260693040224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=1852087260693040224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1852087260693040224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1852087260693040224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-question-to-ponder.html' title='A question to ponder...'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-6957898229553154261</id><published>2007-05-19T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T21:31:05.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Today~'/><title type='text'>Miscellaneous</title><content type='html'>Have not written anything for few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The focus in my life now... includes CF, study then last my serving in church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... I still can't really cope with continously four days 8am class till amost 5 everyday. Monday is the only day where class start at 11am, yet, it ended only after 5pm. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The timetable obviously is not as beneficial to me and my classmates for stretching our stamina from early 7am till 6pm almost 5 days a week.  I can't imagine how bad will my strength and healthy be once i started working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life moves on, like it or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole of June will be my bz month. Each week there will be an assignment due.  WOOOOO~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-6957898229553154261?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/6957898229553154261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=6957898229553154261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6957898229553154261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6957898229553154261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/05/miscellaneous.html' title='Miscellaneous'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-8234028359005566667</id><published>2007-05-16T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T00:08:26.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>My prayer for my Beloved</title><content type='html'>Short Prayer to my beloved brothers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://clayts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Clayts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lord FAther in Heaven, as clayts is going through his assignments in Australia, I pray that Your hand will be upon his hands Lord, that he will be able to type out wonderful and powerful essay for all his assignments (not only the marketing). Lord we believe in You that all things are possible and nothing is ever impossible for You.  Continue to grant him strength and wisdom Lord, to go through all trials and challenges! I commit Clayts into Your hands again and pray in Jesus most wonderful name... Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tengtengteng.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eric Teng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lord, as eric is going to change a new job that we believe was granted by You I pray that You will provide him his daily bread Lord that his bank account will never run dry, but sufficient enough to bless others and himself.  As he is going to the new environment very soon, jz pray that Your presence to be with him wherever he goes and whatever he is going to do.  Make him more like You Lord, to be the light in the work place.  Thank you for using Uncle Michael Mar to bless him with the job.  In Your name we pray, Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chen Fei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, thank you so much for giving a job for this brother.  I believe You have given the best for him.  Although i did not get to catch up with him after he graduate and before he started working but Lord I pray that Your light will shine through him... that people will be amazed of the character of his that shine Your name.  Help him to handle and cope with whatever circumstances that has come, may come or coming to reflect Your love to others... Give you thanks for this wonderful brother... Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ericlim83"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eric Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, as Eric has started his new job in UOB... I give You thanks for providing him a great job that gives more thane he expected.  No one could do this miracle, but You alone!  Help him Lord, to be able to adapt in the new environment well... and through him Lord, souls will be saved O God!  Give you thanks Lord, for your blessing upon him.. in Jesus name I pray.. Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/john_gan/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Gan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You know him more than anyone else... You know his struggle in his job O God... Whatever Your plan is, God I pray that You will grant him sufficient wisdom and strength to face every new day.  Because no one can be against him, if You are with him. So, let him lean more on Your strength instead of his own in handling circumstances.  Also, restore his health and spirit that he will enjoy his shift work every single day. Lord, You know it is not easy to work in different shift every week.  Since You are the one who gives him the job, now we pray that You will walk with him every single second.  Use him Lord, to bless Your kingdom... Thank You for putting this brother into my life that has blessed me tremendously... Give you thanks again.. in Jesus name.. Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-8234028359005566667?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/8234028359005566667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=8234028359005566667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8234028359005566667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8234028359005566667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/05/prayer-list.html' title='My prayer for my Beloved'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-3240293555432751799</id><published>2007-05-16T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:32:12.331+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>M.E.S.S.Y</title><content type='html'>Mind not being mine...&lt;br /&gt;Heart not being mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.E.S.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is there, clear enough to be seen&lt;br /&gt;I can see the direction, easily... but it's hard to walk towards it&lt;br /&gt;Before reaching the point, stones are all around, ready to trap me fall&lt;br /&gt;I saw the point, it's sharp enough&lt;br /&gt;But, so hard to reach.. seems to be too far for me&lt;br /&gt;Before I reach, I might have been drained, I might be trapped to fall, I might not be able to walk towards it due to frustration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, will I be able to stand still when I reach the destination?&lt;br /&gt;No one knows~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatigue, weary... are poisoning my not so healthy physical and spiritual body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk with me, pull me through so that I can walk with head up high looking up to You&lt;br /&gt;Continue to rain on me, pour in me. I want to walk straight to the point&lt;br /&gt;Grant me wisdom and shine the path bright, I need to walk cautiously for not falling&lt;br /&gt;Give me Your hand, when I am about to fall, may or might fall into the enemy's bait&lt;br /&gt;Embrace me, when I am cold&lt;br /&gt;Light Your Love and shine through me&lt;br /&gt;Light up Your righteousness and flee the darkness in me and the darkness around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strengthen my wings, for me to rise up and spread my wings for You&lt;br /&gt;Strengthen my muscles, enable me to lift myself and fly for You.. up High.. in the sky.. up to Heaven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-3240293555432751799?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/3240293555432751799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=3240293555432751799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3240293555432751799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3240293555432751799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/05/messy.html' title='M.E.S.S.Y'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-2547943464782315141</id><published>2007-05-13T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T22:32:06.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Today~'/><title type='text'>Sam Family Mothers' Day Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RkcK0Q36mjI/AAAAAAAAAhw/xES0teT_5zM/s1600-h/13th+May+Mother%27s+Day+002_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RkcK0Q36mjI/AAAAAAAAAhw/xES0teT_5zM/s320/13th+May+Mother%27s+Day+002_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064028199000382002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and mummy were shy to really express their love in front of us.  But, daddy does kiss on mummy's cheek some times... you could check back some of the old photos that I have put up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RkcK0g36mkI/AAAAAAAAAh4/OXd0EtAVqwY/s1600-h/13th+May+Mother%27s+Day+025_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RkcK0g36mkI/AAAAAAAAAh4/OXd0EtAVqwY/s320/13th+May+Mother%27s+Day+025_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064028203295349314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RkcK0w36mlI/AAAAAAAAAiA/8v-Bzo8zDAU/s1600-h/13th+May+Mother%27s+Day+009_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RkcK0w36mlI/AAAAAAAAAiA/8v-Bzo8zDAU/s320/13th+May+Mother%27s+Day+009_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064028207590316626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and me&lt;br /&gt;Praise God for changing mum and me that we are able to be more like friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RkcK1Q36mmI/AAAAAAAAAiI/WvAa3CrsceQ/s1600-h/13th+May+Mother%27s+Day+019_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RkcK1Q36mmI/AAAAAAAAAiI/WvAa3CrsceQ/s320/13th+May+Mother%27s+Day+019_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064028216180251234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to take a good artistic shot.. do u think I pass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RkcK1w36mnI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/yQHcuSatGPA/s1600-h/13th+May+Mother%27s+Day+022_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RkcK1w36mnI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/yQHcuSatGPA/s320/13th+May+Mother%27s+Day+022_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064028224770185842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken Yew loves playing with all our sunglasses, and he even know how to push it up and place it on top of the head like we adults do... kids nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gosh I jz remembered, I should ask the three mothers to take a photo together... ish.. forgetful... never mind. We are going go celebrate every single year. Next year mothers' day we will have another new baby girl in the house huhuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: more photos could be found in &lt;a href="http://evasam.multiply.com/photos/album/17"&gt;my Multiply site&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-2547943464782315141?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/2547943464782315141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=2547943464782315141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2547943464782315141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2547943464782315141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/05/sam-family-mothers-day-lunch.html' title='Sam Family Mothers&apos; Day Lunch'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OkzvxMSH8mY/RkcK0Q36mjI/AAAAAAAAAhw/xES0teT_5zM/s72-c/13th+May+Mother%27s+Day+002_resize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-2896000658236146505</id><published>2007-05-13T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T12:21:55.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Teaching'/><title type='text'>Single Men, It’s Time to Step Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A good article I found from David Lee's blog... I guess not many are educated about this... Let's see what Tim is saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;by Tim Grissom&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hang around Christian singles long enough and you’re sure to encounter a certain emotion. If you’re thinking, guess again. The prevailing emotion is frustration. loneliness&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Men are frustrated because they don’t understand what women want from them. Or, if they do have a clue, men feel the expectations are too high. Women, on the other hand, are frustrated because they want men to take initiative, to lead.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That’s right, lead. Don’t believe everything you hear; Christ-centered women still believe that God assigned respective roles to the sexes. They want to be led by Christ-centered men.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So what’s to be done about the stalemate? How should Christian men and women move toward deeper friendship, possibly even engagement and marriage?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Initiating the Relationship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It takes a man to be an initiator. Relationship building with the opposite sex is risky, but in God’s created order (Ephesians 5:31). However, this will never happen until you, as a man, accept your God-given role-an acceptance that includes:&lt;br /&gt;*       believing that men should initiate the relationship,&lt;br /&gt;*       understanding that preparing yourself for a relationship is part of becoming a man. two become one&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This may sound old-fashioned, but I believe it not for the sake of tradition, which of necessity comes and goes, but because it is biblical. Marriage is meant to be, among other things, an illustration of the relationship between Christ and the church (Ephesians 5); the husband typifies Christ and the wife typifies the church. Clearly it is Christ who initiates the relationship; “We love, because He first loved us” (1 John 4:19).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Furthermore, the Ephesians 5 passage describes the husband as “the head of the wife.” Men are called to be-created to be-leaders. This is not an empowerment that mystically comes over a man at his wedding, but part of his inherent nature. If a man shirks relational leadership prior to marriage, chances are slim that he will properly assume it after.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Several months after my wife died, I was talking with a friend who is also a wise and loving pastor. He wanted to help protect me from too quickly getting involved in another relationship-a common problem for men who are divorced or widowed. (My advice: Lock them in a secure room for six months.) My friend’s counsel was simple, and should be heeded by all Christian single men regardless of age: Concentrate first on being the right person, then on finding the right person.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A man who wants to be godly and who means to prepare himself for a wholesome, meaningful relationship has his work cut out for him. And it doesn’t begin by random dating.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be Prepared&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Jewish young men of the Old Testament intentionally prepared themselves for marriage. In addition to becoming skilled in a trade that would support a family, these men saved their resources in order to pay a dowry to their future in-laws, and generally built their own dwellings. The latter was often done in the time between engagement and marriage. Taking a wife was a serious commitment, one that demanded earnest preparation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m not suggesting a return to these practices, although we’d probably be wise to realign romance with realism. I merely wish to point out that healthy marriages are seasoned with preparation. If a man wants to find the right person he needs to be the right person, and that takes concentrated effort that is best begun before there is a potential mate on the scene.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If a man is serious about walking with Christ, and serious about wanting to be the right kind of husband and father someday, how should he prepare himself?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A man should prepare himself morally&lt;/strong&gt;. Our culture, even our Christian subculture, has become enamored with sex. It’s everywhere in entertainment and conversation. One would think that sex is all there is to happiness and fulfillment. But this just isn’t real. The man who enters marriage thinking that his wife is cut out of the same fabric as are the seductresses, excuse me, actresses he’s seen on the television and movie screen-eager to jump in bed at any moment and ready to resolve every conflict with sex-is in for a terrible shock. A mutually pleasing sex life thrives on a good relationship, it doesn’t drive one.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Men who are unguarded in their intake of viewing and reading material set themselves up to be disappointed and to be a disappointment. Moral behavior requires a moral mindset-the discipline to shut off the supply of impurity. Why not take a 40-day media fast? For the next 40 days, leave the television off, do not attend or rent movies, and use the Internet only as your job may require. If a conversation begins moving toward immoral topics, excuse yourself. These 40 days may prove to be some of the best days of your spiritual development. And you’ll begin to view women with the wholesome respect God intends.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;See immorality for what it is: a weapon of the enemy designed for your destruction. So choose your friends carefully; connect with men who care about your growth and standing as a follower of Christ. Be honest with them about your habits and struggles. Let them know what you are doing to try to grow spiritually so they can pray for you, hold you accountable, and get in your face when necessary. Forge friendships with your fellow warriors, and cover each other’s back.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A man should prepare himself financially&lt;/strong&gt;. We’re told that more marriages break up over finances than any other issue. This needn’t worry us, but it should motivate us. Men should aspire to financial stability. This doesn’t guarantee a surplus of money or safeguard us from occasional unemployment. I am suggesting, however, that a man who is disciplined in his work ethic and wise with his resources is better prepared for courtship and marriage than one who is impulsive and discontent.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The kind of lady you want will be drawn to your character, not the model year of your car or the square footage of your house. More importantly, God is honored by the wise use of every resource He lends you, whether dollars in your wallet or hours in your workday.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Some who read this may be in debt or out of work, and the current financial picture is bleak. Are you a hopeless cause? No. But you need to focus on what you can do to improve your situation. What steps can you take, under the leadership of the Lord, to move toward financial freedom and gainful employment? Get yourself situated and moving forward.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A man should prepare himself spiritually. Finding myself single again after being married for over eighteen years, I confronted a question that we must all wrestle with in the face of any loss: Is God enough for me? Until we can answer in the affirmative, we would be wise to suspend seeking another relationship.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Loneliness is difficult, but it is not sufficient reason to pursue a partner. Loneliness in its rawest form can make us very self-centered. Therefore any relationship we enjoin out of sheer loneliness holds only ourselves, or mostly ourselves, at the center. Whether consciously or subconsciously, we seek to medicate our wound through the presence of another person. This is neither fair to them nor healthy for us. Remember men, we are to be Christ-like. That means we are not seeking to be loved but to love. Love that is self-centered is really not love at all. Better to come to grips with this now and have God form genuine love in our hearts than to enter into a relationship that hurts both individuals and misrepresents Christ.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So how does a man prepare himself spiritually? By seeking God with all his heart. To do this, he must embrace his loneliness, grief, disappointment, hurt-any and all circumstances that have brought him to this place of aloneness. Embracing the hurt ushers in the comfort, and comfort is delivered by God Himself. Spend more time in prayer. Spend more time studying the Bible. Read Christian literature that instructs and edifies. Attend Bible study or discussion groups. Involve yourself in service. Step out of the world of self-pity and into a life that is marked by Kingdom purposes and activities. Give more than you take. Understand that real men are leaders and real leaders are servants.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Spiritual development also involves the building of a prayer life. Speaking of which, it is surprising how few men actually ask God for a wife. Of all things, why would we leave this matter off our prayer list? Perhaps some would argue that it is unspiritual to pray about such a thing, that if God intends us to be married we should disengage from the process and allow Him to override our neutrality. Being neutral is fine if it means surrender and waiting by faith on God’s answer (which, by the way, first demands that a request be made), but it is not fine if it implies apathy or cowardice.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A man should prepare himself relationally&lt;/strong&gt;. Beware of two relationship-killers: over-aggression and passivity. In the past the former was the likelier culprit; these days however, the latter seems more common. When it comes to male-female friendships, which is where any meaningful relationship begins, men are increasingly stolid.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What is making men so passive?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Some of this is no doubt due to personal hang-ups or bad experiences. But much of it is, in my opinion, the result of two widespread phenomena. First, the past few generations have provided fewer and fewer positive examples of what a Christian marriage can be. Second, manhood has been under siege. Women have been encouraged to be stronger, to stand up for themselves and revolt against male domination. In some instances this may have been both appropriate and necessary. However, as a cultural wave it has created a harmful undertow: the erosion of manhood.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Regardless the reasons, it is time for men to become manly again. It’s fine to be deliberate, but not passive. It’s good to be cautious, but not cowardly. Dating is risky business, and I’m not advocating a reckless abandonment to our feelings. I am saying, however, that Christian men need to be motivated toward building proper relationships with Christian women. This is the design and intent of God. Clearly marriage is part of His will for most men and women. Do not rush into it, but do not hide from it either.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There is a time to involve trusted members of the body of Christ in your personal business, and your dating life should be one of those occasions. Connect with some married couples whom you respect, and ask them to pray with you about this matter. If you are interested in a certain lady, ask them to pray about whether you should initiate contact with her. Get their counsel on how to proceed, and be open to their cautions.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Though I’ve listed only four, you may discover other areas of your life that need attention. Perhaps you need to work on your physical condition (for the sake of health, not vanity). Perhaps you’ve made ministry commitments that you’ve not kept (now would be the time to take that mission trip). Perhaps there are interpersonal rifts that you need to mend or personal disciplines you need to establish. Anything that stands in the way of your wholehearted devotion to Christ also obstructs your candidacy for relational intimacy. Wisdom says: Deal with these matters sooner rather than later.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Right Man on the Right Journey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In Proverbs 18:22 we’re told, “He who finds a wife finds a good thing.” The word “finds” can be translated “to come upon, meet.” The biblical language here describes a discovery made while on a journey. In other words, the man was not on a hunting expedition, intent on finding a wife, trapping her, and dragging her home. Rather, while on a purposeful journey he met her, recognized that she was a godsend, and won her heart.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As we men journey through life, seeking God and going about the tasks He has given us with diligence and faithfulness, it is within reason to believe that God will bring the right woman across our path. Let us make sure, then, that we are on the right journey. And let us not be afraid when we discover the “good thing” that God sends our way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-2896000658236146505?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://davidlcz.freeprohost.com/archives/2007/05/10/single-men-its-time-to-step-up/' title='Single Men, It’s Time to Step Up'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/2896000658236146505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=2896000658236146505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2896000658236146505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2896000658236146505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/05/single-men-its-time-to-step-up.html' title='Single Men, It’s Time to Step Up'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-8977127859344894482</id><published>2007-05-13T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T00:29:37.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun~'/><title type='text'>5 weird some things...</title><content type='html'>Iuuuu.. I got tagged again. Does it mean that Im famous enough? Or unfortunate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iggy-ignatius.blogspot.com/"&gt;Iggy&lt;/a&gt;... you are so gonna get it from me again also ahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 THINGS FOUND IN YOUR BAG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;wallet definitely, no IC and driving license how to walk Legally on the street?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;rubbish- I do not love to put the same answer as Iggu, Igge, Iggus and Sugus, but too bad Im an environmental friendly excellent citizen I don't throw a single paper on the floor so I keep them until I see a trash bin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lip balm- I hate when my lip crack...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pills- As I easily get migraine and allergic so I have to bring them around&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soft Powder- No one will love to see their faces full of sweat and sticky, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 THINGS FOUND INSIDE YOUR WALLET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inti College STudent ID- it's best to be used when u are purchasing your movie ticket eheh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybank ATM card- it's definitely important as I do not have the ability to own a credit card, it creates great help when Im running out of cash&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MyKad- that's what everybody has to bring right? So do I&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;San Francisco Point Redemption card- of course I have to bring around, two more stamps I can get a free Ice Blended Extreme Latte wei...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Money- yeah I may not have a lot of cash inside, but that's what a wallet is meant for right? To keep our cash...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gosh... still got so many more to do.. Iggy..... what a great favour.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 FAVORITE THINGS IN MY ROOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My pillow- the one i sleep on&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My small pillow- the one I used to sleep on and now too small for me to do so... so I hug it and sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Watermelon- the one I hug to sleep too... do not ask me how could I hug two pillows to sleep.. use your brain yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My PC set- of course it's in my room, that's where I can comfortably write my blog and check others as well as do my assignment for sure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Books- I have countless books in my room... STOP imagining how Clean my room is...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 5 thingy... gosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 THINGS YOU'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink San Francisco Extreme Latte everyday if financially im allowed to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have unlimited fund for shopping session. Imagine your cash will never run dry no matter how much you have spent in the shopping mall... syok&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have a cup of nice hot coffee and sit beside the window when it's raining... too bad I do not have a nice scenery for me to sit and watch here in my house, my future house will do&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shop from the mall open until it close and still having full strength&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;enjoy different flavour cheesecake and will never feel 'jelak' of it, well an unlimited fund will be needed for me to enjoy this.  And, I do hope to have a nice person beside me who will enjoy the cakes with me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ish... how come like never ending one???????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 THINGS YOU'RE CURRENTLY INTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Singing, I still love it although I started singing ever since I know how to speak&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lame Jokes- very Thanks to our ICF president who love telling lame jokes around, and the disease is been spreading rapidly around the CFers... sadly I got it too&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dancing? Gosh I do not know what else Im currently into, i have been into dancing ever since dono how many centuries ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopping? Im always into shopping... always love to do it provided I have the strength to walk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blogging? Started blogging since last year Nov I guess and never seen to feel bore about it... checking my dear friends' blogs are another fun thing to do...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tang Tang Tang tang....... Finally here comes to reward time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! wakakakkakaka....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 PEOPLE YOU WILL TAG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clayts- since you've jz gotten a nice blog right? let me help you in increasing your post lol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;John Gan- hahhahahha... finally i got chance to tag u back wei.... do it do it...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Phoe Phoe- sorry my dear... I really dono who else I should sacrifice eheh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Catherine Lim- Dear lady... enjoy being tag yeah.. hehehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eric Teng- yo yoyo.. hahhaha.... since you got some free time during your work.  Do it brother! Be the man, do the Right Thing!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiak yiak.. there goes.. finally I've done this super long winded what-you-called? tag thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phew*  hope to see yours soon brothers and sisters, Gambate!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-8977127859344894482?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/8977127859344894482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=8977127859344894482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8977127859344894482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8977127859344894482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/05/5-weird-some-things.html' title='5 weird some things...'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-1020869166339650820</id><published>2007-05-11T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T23:57:27.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun~'/><title type='text'>Which superheroine am I?</title><content type='html'>Hihi got this from John's site... the result is quite shocking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;Supergirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Supergirl&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="65"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 65%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hulk&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="65"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 65%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="65"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 65%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="65"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 65%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Iron Man&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="60"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;The Flash&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="60"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Robin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="52"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 52%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Catwoman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="50"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Batman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="35"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 35%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="30"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 30%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Superman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="4" width="30"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 30%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;Lean, muscular and feminine.&lt;br /&gt;Honest and a defender of the innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/pics/supergirl3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the "Which Superhero am I?" quiz...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try urs and let me know *chuckles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-1020869166339650820?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/1020869166339650820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=1020869166339650820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1020869166339650820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1020869166339650820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-superheroin-am-i.html' title='Which superheroine am I?'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-2877203438217520040</id><published>2007-05-10T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T23:02:06.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood~'/><title type='text'>College has started, Im Lost</title><content type='html'>Alright, college has started almost a week and this is only my 1st post about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.... what to say about college? Nothing is different, the only thing unique that this is my last sem... What so great about it? Finally Im closer to working life instead of being a student at my current age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is been good, jz that Im a little lost here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is my direction? I was walking confidently for some time, but all the sudden I find myself lost in my steps.  Which is the direction? What should I focus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself facing difficulty in reflecting my days~ what have I done so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serving in CF seems to be really good, but what about myself? Have I lost my own identity? Have I lost my own stand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I could really sit down.. and think... what's next? How should I fixed my life back to normal? I've been trying to focus on many things and do not know where myself suppose to stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, have I neglected You?&lt;br /&gt;Have I rejected You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray NOT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find myself being Close in YOu again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-2877203438217520040?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/2877203438217520040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=2877203438217520040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2877203438217520040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2877203438217520040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/05/college-has-started-im-lost.html' title='College has started, Im Lost'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-8135457544823905980</id><published>2007-05-07T01:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T01:03:47.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun~'/><title type='text'>10 Weird things about myself</title><content type='html'>Eric Lim tagged me... although my holidays have come to an end.. I don mind cracking my head now to do this... (what's the purpose la?..... i dono)&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules are: Once you've been tagged, you write a blog with 10 weird &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;random&lt;/strong&gt; things, facts, or habits about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;At the end you choose 5 people to be tagged, and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to leave a comment that says 'you are tagged', and tell them to read your latest blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate hypocrites, don't smile at me when you do not like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate when ppl keep everything in your heart instead of confronting me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate sour plums, raisin ( but im alright with fresh grapes) and all the preserve colourful fruits.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love cheesecake, but only New York or Coffee related. blueberry strawberry marble cheesecake I would not really waste my money in ordering&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coffee is a daily drink for me, at least 1-3 cups a day is never a problem&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I only drink Hot Tea if u offer me, and pls.. remember to give me a Kosong one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I drive five different cars, but none of them is mine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The smell of rain makes me drown in my own emotional world, do not ask me why&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can smell the rain before it drops down from the sky&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't enjoy being tagged in doing this kinda stuff too, it kills too many of my brain cells.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I suppose to tag FIVE person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarah Jane- hehe give yourself a break alright? Don't study 24 hours...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Iggy Charles- come on, I know you have plenty of free times ahahha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kimberly- hey, i wanna see how weird you are lol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Phoe Phoe- phoe... tell me more about you eheh...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hmm... who else? Kylie- give a try? although I know you don't really blog...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeay done~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-8135457544823905980?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/8135457544823905980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=8135457544823905980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8135457544823905980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/8135457544823905980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/05/10-weird-things-about-myself.html' title='10 Weird things about myself'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-7659667682841940208</id><published>2007-05-07T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T00:45:11.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood~ Church'/><title type='text'>Speechless Hands~</title><content type='html'>Ever since my trip back from Melaka.. things have changed!  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself got no peace in writing anything in my blogs, got no mood to even sit down in front of my pc for longer hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a terrible trip that was... a terrible trauma to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until today, I could not really write as smooth as I want.  The peace has gone! The joy was diminished~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a restoration of strength, love, peace and joy from our Mighty God, to help me in gaining trust in some ppls again.  It is never easy... Due to the emotional damaged that was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do hope I could come out from it soon to live my life well again.  You may think that Im exegerrating, BUT, you are not me, therefore you will never understand my feelings and hurts.  Definitely I do not expect human to understand my situation, cos that's what human could never do BUT ONLY the Lord Jesus could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New semester starting in few hours' time.  I pray... really hard that nothing can hinder me from serving the Lord with all my heart and distracting my study.  Before all that, Lord I pray that You could help me through this incident and bring me back to the CG again.. Amen! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/rose.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-7659667682841940208?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/7659667682841940208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=7659667682841940208' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/7659667682841940208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/7659667682841940208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/05/speechless-hands.html' title='Speechless Hands~'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-1599879670852615555</id><published>2007-04-30T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T00:58:08.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood~'/><title type='text'>E.M.O. II</title><content type='html'>What happened?&lt;br /&gt;When I would cry for a small little thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened?&lt;br /&gt;When I should be having fun, yet, a call could make me drop from heaven to earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry..&lt;br /&gt;the best way to release the bitterness.&lt;br /&gt;the best way to at least, let myself be weak for a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my world, and it belongs to me!&lt;br /&gt;When there's no one around the toilet, I could release myself... for some minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed that~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment to be weak...&lt;br /&gt;A moment to say, I'm not strong and I needed protection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cup.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-1599879670852615555?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/1599879670852615555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=1599879670852615555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1599879670852615555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/1599879670852615555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/04/emo-ii.html' title='E.M.O. II'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-5885384947301888079</id><published>2007-04-30T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T23:58:27.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melaka Trip</title><content type='html'>Going Melaka with my CG members tml.. keep us in prayer yeah! Pray for journey mercy and we will have great fellowship with one another...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thanks!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;See u soon...&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-5885384947301888079?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/5885384947301888079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=5885384947301888079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/5885384947301888079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/5885384947301888079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/04/melaka-trip.html' title='Melaka Trip'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-716602243357585431</id><published>2007-04-28T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T01:19:10.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus is Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ICF~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun~'/><title type='text'>Back from CF camp</title><content type='html'>Well, Im back from the 4 days 3 nights CF camp.  I could conclude the whole camp with one word- Awesome! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/rose.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can see non-believers singing praises, ppls are touched by God and cried before His throne.  Worship sessions were good, God's presence is so wonderful moving around everyone.  Each and everyone of us got touched, the impact is Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day, everyone was a bit distance as we do not know each other, some ppls have never known each other before the camp.  However, after the dinner when we got into our group, the bond built up really fast.  Ppl are enjoying and having fun forming grp names and creating the grp cheers.  We got The One, Fu-Yo Holicks, Be A Star, MOrning Star, Lamers, Ka Boom, P.H.A.T 9 and Lucky no. 7. Forgive me for you know my short term memory aight?  We have funny funny cheers and there comes Sarah Jane's split, and from then onwards the guys were so amazed by the split and the *split* thingy keep coming on and on. Lol it's really fun and funny to see a big grp of ppl using the hands to do the split sign ahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning session 1, Pastor Sivin Kit was our invited speaker has done a wonderful sharing with us about how to engage ourselves, about knowing our strengths and weaknesses and how to Build on strengths and Work on our weaknesses.  The song Who Am I was used as a tool to lead us into the message in understanding who we really are and where are we belongs to.  It was really impactful, to listen and see how God use him to bless us.  I couldn't stop my tears when I feel the Lord embraced me telling me how much He loves me.  A wonderful God He is, yesterday, today and forever!  Im glad that Im part of His Kingdom and Im one of His beloved children, what a wonderful privilege I have to worship the Almighty God Jesus the Lord!  In the workshop session, Calvin Teh from AYA shared more in depth about the same topic after Pastor Sivin to further demonstrate how we shld do in applying the theory into our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had telematch games which we were required to go over the spider web one by one w/o touching the strings, passing the hula hoop with grp members holding hands standing in a circle and the last one was the crossing skipping rope w/o touching our body parts in 8 mins. It was fun when you see the grp members come and united together to score as much as they can.  Later after all the hot games, many of us couldn't wait and next jump in the cooling chilling sea and have fun &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt; it was really cool and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night session (session 2), the topic was about relationship that we have with friends, family and church.  Pastor Sivin Kit used practical ways in showing us how important for us to link our lives to these three elements. Later on, Calvin add on to share about r/ship which open up many ppl's eyes to know about God's definition of relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd day, morning we had session 3- engaging ourselves into the world after the worship session.  It was really practical to learn about we, Individuals are circulated by the Church that's circular by the World.  Pastor Sivin used the Father's Song in showing how much love God has for us before we know about Him or love Him.  Many hearts were touched, many tears were shed for Him.  Later on, altar call was done wonderfully.  We see ppl come up front asking for prayer, including ppl who wanna rededicated to Christ, longing to seek Him and on the probation in entering His Kingdom.  Awesome, really awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch and free time, we had telematch again which we were required to pass the water balloon to the member at the back one to one, and another puzzle game.  Lastly, we had the very super killing game, tug of war that causes us to have blisters, cuts, and Zen almost black out after the 2nd time of playing.  I hate this game the most cos it always cause me pain but not joy... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner and wonderful Praise and Worship session, it was treasure hunt hour.  We were asked to find enveloped that contained some Red and Yellow Keys with map from different different locations.  Unexpectedly, my grp The One got the first place.  It's quite shocking cos we were so clueless due to the confusing instruction of the game.  Praise God for leading us.  Later on, we had a great time in the Drama session.  Seeing many talented and lame ppl acting is fun and entertaining.  None of us can ever stop laughing seeing the creative ppl acting in different roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th morning, it's about time to pack our stuff to come back home. It was hard for all of us to leave one another after the 4 days 3 nights fellowship in PD.  In the testimony session, ppl keep coming up to share about how they have experienced the camp and how much they were blessed through all the sessions and worship and fellowship.  To the committee, these are a great encouragement after all the effort and tough times.  Praise the Lord that it work out really well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the worship sessions were great too! Imagine ppls jumping for the Lord, and also times where ppl raising the hands and soak in God's presence.  Awesome, that's the only word I could use!  Definitely, all glory to the Lord as we know w/o His grace, all the touching scene could nv be seen.  Things jz fall into place where it seems so impossible to coordinate the worship well.  But by His grace and glory, it went really well... all the worship sessions are wonderfully done.  Many souls got touched and many tears were shed due to the perfect love our God has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It proved to all committee members, nothing is ever impossible cos everything is possible for God through prayer.  Wonderful God, pray that the camp effect will continue to burn throughout our lives and will nv die after some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who did not make it for the camp, it's really a great loss.  Try to join us next time and have a life changing experience!!! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/rose.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-716602243357585431?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/716602243357585431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=716602243357585431' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/716602243357585431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/716602243357585431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/04/back-from-cf-camp.html' title='Back from CF camp'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-3662178289002590117</id><published>2007-04-23T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T01:19:06.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ICF~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun~'/><title type='text'>23th-26th Inti CF camp</title><content type='html'>I will be away for four days...Going to CF camp 2007 later (in few hours time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be there until 26th April. Keep us bunch of monkeys in prayer, that we will be safe and sound and everything will be in God's control...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what will happen, having a little fear here that something might happen. I knwo the devil is here to destroy... so pls keep us in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eye got swollen all the sudden jz now.  Pray that it will be alright tml morning (later 7am la) so that I will be able to go for camp.  I do not have any of my allergy with me anymore therefore, pls do.. keep me in prayer.  I can't afford to miss the camp due to my responsibility and duty that I have.  Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-3662178289002590117?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/3662178289002590117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=3662178289002590117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3662178289002590117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3662178289002590117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/04/23th-26th-inti-cf-camp.html' title='23th-26th Inti CF camp'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-5952412911614286929</id><published>2007-04-22T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T01:11:36.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun~'/><title type='text'>How well u know me?</title><content type='html'>Hehe.. I also want to see how well my friends know me.  John Gan, all your fault.. make me played it.. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt; You better let me see how well u know me ahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/273818"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/273818/2.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Feel free to try, I WON'T eat u up if u score zero ahahha...&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23/4 1am&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Some questions are not as easy as u think, Eva purposely make it tricky a little... so think twice before u select the answer.  Hmm... I guess i might have to change the answer cos Bex has answered the right answer, but... eee... Sorry my dear Bex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-5952412911614286929?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/5952412911614286929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=5952412911614286929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/5952412911614286929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/5952412911614286929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-well-u-know-me.html' title='How well u know me?'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-3053122584871458278</id><published>2007-04-21T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T23:58:25.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>E.M.O</title><content type='html'>Talking about EMO, I think im quite emo-ish in certain ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many knows, only those who are close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will make me emo... to a certain extend.. make me cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rainny day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Evening hour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beach or Sea side&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Memory 'slide' show in my mind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knowing how God loves me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seeing all God's blessings on me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Realising how many lovely ppls He has put around me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Receiving something special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching a show that's touchy, sad, lovely, meaningful....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smelling rain...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;There are more i believe but I jz can't recall them at this point of time.  If u know of my short term memory, u will understand this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do hope to know what is the reason for me being Emo for no reason some times.  However, Only God knows the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so happen u realise that I sigh more than 3 times in the conversation with you, don't be offended.  My dear Rebecca realised that today after the worship practice in church.  lol&lt;br /&gt;I myself did not notice about it for so many years.  Wonder is that what I normally do during my past time &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt; In addition, Soo Teng told me that during my B2B paper Wai yee got so disturbed by me sighing non stop behind her ahahha &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt; Im sorry gal, I would never know if Soo Teng did not tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What another talent that I have ahah&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, E.M.O =&gt; Sigh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u tell me...&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-3053122584871458278?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/3053122584871458278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=3053122584871458278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3053122584871458278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/3053122584871458278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/04/emo.html' title='E.M.O'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-2421255817268646333</id><published>2007-04-19T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T03:31:19.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of Semester 5</title><content type='html'>Ok, the last paper is over...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The two holidays have started... and soon the final semester will be ended...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then my working life will be started...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-2421255817268646333?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/2421255817268646333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=2421255817268646333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2421255817268646333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/2421255817268646333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/04/end-of-semester-5.html' title='The End of Semester 5'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-6224932321513239795</id><published>2007-04-18T10:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T10:46:39.509+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>What a BIG Misunderstanding</title><content type='html'>Happily went to the About Face for my Pedicure appointment.  Reached about 10 plus, couldn't find any parking due to the morning market that placed just around the road.  Turn more than 5 rounds. Finalyl got a parking.  Got down from the car and walk to the shop, eee, the shop is not open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called Liz, the nail art artist.  She said she's there in the shop, then I told her im outside the Pauline clinic right next to it.  She said, Oh im not in that shop, I will come to pick u up.  So I waited 10 min under the hot sun (im standing under the roof but the sun just come diagonally if u could picture it).  Yeah, sms her saying i'll wait for her in the car cos it's too hot outside.  Then she called and ask me again about some new market stuff.  Then come the best question I have ever asked:"not the one in OUG?" Then she... "argh? you are in OUG? not RAWANG?"  Gosh, who knows where Rawang is... I haev no idea which part of the map it is placed how could I ever make appointment on that side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-" &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, she asked me whether I could change date... I said NO. cos i've waited for her appointment for some days di... No any longer waiting.  Look at my toes... u better don't imagine how..'Pretty' it looks! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I came back home with sweats and emotional sweat... she will arrive in OUG in more than 1 hours time.  Sigh. thought I can get it done asap then continue my study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, nothing can be changed. Let's get the study started and wait for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cup.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-6224932321513239795?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/6224932321513239795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=6224932321513239795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6224932321513239795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/6224932321513239795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-big-misunderstanding.html' title='What a BIG Misunderstanding'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770831073324346316.post-5801015672097033795</id><published>2007-04-18T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T13:46:40.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedicure</title><content type='html'>Back from my pedicure session... ok, after all Im satisfied and happy with Liz's service and skill..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;she gave me offer price RM30 for pedicure plus a bit of drawing... worth it!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ask me to show me my toes when I see u! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ciao&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770831073324346316-5801015672097033795?l=evasam0805.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/feeds/5801015672097033795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770831073324346316&amp;postID=5801015672097033795' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/5801015672097033795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770831073324346316/posts/default/5801015672097033795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evasam0805.blogspot.com/2007/04/pedicure.html' title='Pedicure'/><author><name>Eva S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10879909298097164673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TfdbsWxag/TXbzGmhBEeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/CO9UclZNuq8/s220/2010-10-06%2B001%2B069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
