<?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-17260544</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:23:49.414+08:00</updated><category term='Joyce Meyer'/><category term='Quoted from Pastor CJ'/><category term='Jars of Clay'/><title type='text'>*^* His Love *^*</title><subtitle type='html'>I LOVE my God, JesUs &amp; Holy Spirit. I reCeive Christ [the Sinners praYer] on 17 April 05* [IMW2] in RevivaL NatioN. I got BaptisT on 25 June 05*. "I'LL loVe theM foreVer, to the enDs of the earTh" [ thiS is roughLy whaT i saiD when i got BaptisT ]. Living my neW lifE, enJoying eveRy hour, evEry minute, eVerY second wiTh my daDDy. "In yoUr faithfuL loVe, O Lord, hear mY cry; in yoUr justice, saVe my liFe", Ps 119:149.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>235</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-866236785395896157</id><published>2007-12-04T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T14:21:53.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By: George Carlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isn't it amazing that George Carlin - comedian of the 70's and 80's - could write something so very eloquent...and so very appropriate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-866236785395896157?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/866236785395896157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/866236785395896157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/12/paradox-of-our-time-in-history-is-that.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-5685740938808247502</id><published>2007-09-23T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T21:45:42.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aiya i got so much I wanna say on my blog, but im too tired from the first 2 days in SCDF. Gotta sleep soon too, a whole new adventure in SAF for my Level 1 course. It will last 5 weeks in SAF, im so looking forward to study once again. Been away from books since 6 months ago. Ha! I will update more on my life soon when I got the time. So guys, wait k!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113392510698514466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RvZrZYVT6CI/AAAAAAAAALI/-E3vqLuJZLg/s320/DSCF0309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;2nd day in SCDF HQ, our very first day in our uniform, our Smart 4. From far left, Djoko, Me, Jesse, Ben and Pannie. Been enjoying their company, there's plenty of laughter and jokes. Hope we can study hard and aim to be a fantastic Paramedic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113393820663539762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RvZsloVT6DI/AAAAAAAAALQ/tH-d01NpQUM/s320/me+%26+pannie+07-09-21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wearing the uniform look really smart and cool, specially for us girls. But there is always pro and con to everything, the uniform is stuffy and heavy, nearing die in them. Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-5685740938808247502?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5685740938808247502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5685740938808247502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/09/aiya-i-got-so-much-i-wanna-say-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RvZrZYVT6CI/AAAAAAAAALI/-E3vqLuJZLg/s72-c/DSCF0309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-4094395606370640521</id><published>2007-09-16T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T23:38:58.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110823599566086594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Ru1K_EnR4cI/AAAAAAAAAKw/rQUC7UK_sbQ/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just love taking photos with friends, can't stop myself. Haha! Yesterday went out with Cindy and Shaiful as it's Shaiful's birthday. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY brother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; It's not as eventful as we thought it will be, but it's still filled with laughter and teasing. It's the Quality Time spent that counts. So enjoyable, hopefully we can just hang out more often! I will try to find time even though my Civil Defence courses and tons of training starting soon le. Hee =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110825742754767314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Ru1M70nR4dI/AAAAAAAAAK4/i80dbUjMpeM/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110826142186725858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Ru1NTEnR4eI/AAAAAAAAALA/LRB0qxvulYk/s320/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-4094395606370640521?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/4094395606370640521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/4094395606370640521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-just-love-taking-photos-with-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Ru1K_EnR4cI/AAAAAAAAAKw/rQUC7UK_sbQ/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-2284297661107485693</id><published>2007-09-16T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:15:48.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just did a personality quiz on Tickle, it's on The Social Networking test. And everyone can easily guess what's my result; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your greatest social strength is to be an Extravert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Oh yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Results:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thrive off the adrenaline rush you get from meeting new people. At parties you're likely to talk to as many people as possible and leave with a few numbers of people you've just met. Because you're such a social butterfly, your ideal social network is bursting with lots of fun acquaintances and friends who appreciate your great energy and vivaciousness. You enjoy having casual relationships with lots of friends, and it feels good to you to know a lot of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because it comes as second nature to you, you may not even realize how unique it is to have such an animated and outgoing approach. For instance, when you have a free afternoon, you're highly likely to call someone (if you don't already have plans!). You are well connected in your social network, and you enjoy being friends with as many people as possible. Your outgoing nature is a special skill, and those in your network can benefit from it greatly. When you connect with people who have skills that complement yours, powerful networks can be formed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110803520593977778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Ru04uUnR4bI/AAAAAAAAAKo/9XA0ZQdECIo/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Recently I just got to know this wonderful girl from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shaiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, her name is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cindy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And I totally believe she's a Extravert too. =) I believe Shaiful had a fanstatic time hanging out with us. Ha!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friendship is birth from beyond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-2284297661107485693?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/2284297661107485693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/2284297661107485693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-did-personality-quiz-on-tickle-its.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Ru04uUnR4bI/AAAAAAAAAKo/9XA0ZQdECIo/s72-c/Picture+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-8951408346515153358</id><published>2007-09-16T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T16:24:12.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHIT la~!!&lt;/span&gt; My cousin pissed me off... I lent her my pretty handbag yet she took it for granted, any-old-how use and throw it about. I'm not going to take it back from her le, i'm so pissed on how she treat people's stuff with no much respect and appreciation. Didn't even ask me when I want it back. May be she's used to treating her own stuff harshly, but i'm not! I always kept my stuff in good condition. I must think twice the next time lending anybody my item.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haix. I think I should just forget about that bag, no point scolding her on it, that might just make me look petty. Since I don't need it now, and I can always get a new one. I'm so not going to use that bag again! Unless really till no choice...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay I should start from how I got this nice bag. Previously I bought this unique yet plain looking white lady-like handbag from Bugis Village for $37, I went so many places to look for a lady-like bag, and finally I found that. I'm very picky and I like plain stuff. That bag was inported from Hong Kong and each color only got one piece. Somemore, I only used that bag a few times only!! The other time, Hui and Lian saw me with it and they compliment it but found that slightly too expensive for just a handbag. But for people who know me, they know that price isn't a problem if I find that thing nice. BLEAH!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sign off here!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-8951408346515153358?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/8951408346515153358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/8951408346515153358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/09/shit-la-my-cousin-pissed-me-off.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-3458605202047655929</id><published>2007-09-14T05:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T05:39:47.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES!! 6 more days to start of course, 20 Sept '07!! The big day where I will have to report to SCDF HQ to collect uniform at 8.30am. Siao de so early.. Officially courses start on 24 Sept, Monday. But details of everything wasn't given to us yet, that person in charge haven't contact us. Hais.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m so excited that I couldn't sleep well these 2 nights, just been thinking a lot in my mind. Tired so hard to sleep but see, now 4.30am and i'm writing my blog. Diao. Been thinking what will it be like when finally everything start, will I be able to handle studies well, tahan through all the physical training and also mix well with my batch of people, all the officers and all the abangs??? All the uncertainties is killing me!! I'm sure I will study hard as i'm keen in learning more so I can apply all I have learnt to good use and help the patients. I just need to tahan through all the physical training, believing that I can and proving it to myself! Oh i'm so friendly, mixing with people won't be a problem at all right? Hee.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everything will go well but still can't get everything off my mind. Hais. God help me!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh previously I only wrote about my first day on attachment. And Shaiful reminded me that information and details are not to be out on to the public. I should really remember this and keep the details to the minimum, just incase SCDF HQ come knocking on my door. Ooops.. Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My 3rd day attachment, 7 Aug '07, was really special, there's the parade for the National Day in the morning, Physical recall in the afternoon and OC checking our ambulance too. Every full time Civil servant need to fall-in for the parade, so i got to see everyone in Alexandra fire station on that day. So cool, the small Paramedic office was packed with people, like a celebration. After the parade ended everyone went home, then sian lar.. Back track, before the parade started, I was hiding myself to one corner to view the parade, sitting at the corridor, then suddenly the 1st Division OC walked past me and stopped to talked to me. I didn't know he's the OC, so young and good looking. How he became an OC? Wow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When they all went home, after awhile we got the notice about the Physical recall, the paramedic, medic and driver were calling like mad for everybody to come back in full uniform in 30 mins. So exciting. Then once again, I got to see everyone. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;In the later afternoon, the OC wanted to check on our ambulance and to find out more about our ambulance side because I heard he's on the fire side de. When uncle How and the others went through it with OC, I was just standing there listening and learning as much as I can from them. What an excellent experience! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the 4th day, 8 Aug, the very first case we went to a case of collapse. Do CPR the very first thing then rushed to hospital, I didn't know what I was doing on that case, might be too tired from the continuous attachment, somemore early in the morning. I didn't know how to handle the case, and i'm figuring my way around it, then after the case my pretty Paramedic, Tammy explained the case to me, she is so nice. I felt so useless as I couldn't help much at all, but I kept the feelings to myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The very last case for the shift, we came across a very sick patient, and got to rushed her to the hospital ASAP! But before we set off to the hospital, we need to do suction on her. Eeee what was suck out was like tomato sauce, but i'm really not scare. Patient seems so painful, so sad!! After that case, once again like every other cases, my paramedic will explain to me. Then I burst out crying in the middle of the conversation, because I felt so pitiful for the poor patient. I felt so much that I got to learn to help all the patients, and felt all emotional. I hide myself in the ambulance and kept crying, the poor medic; Kai Wei with me couldn't say much but just kept passing me tissues. HA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once back to station, I told our head, Uncle How that I cried again, then he screamed like "aiyo why cry again?" So funny lor his expression! Then everyone in the office started laughing. =) I love being around them, there's so much to learn, so much quality time together and so much laughter too! Hopefully every single day will be as fun too. I prayed hard for me to get attachment soon, I want to go back to Alexandra fire station!! Oh God please!!&lt;/strong&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/17260544-3458605202047655929?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/3458605202047655929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/3458605202047655929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/09/yes-6-more-days-to-start-of-course-20_14.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-2194038211155763503</id><published>2007-09-10T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T04:27:13.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yea great news! Today, 10 Sept '07, i'm going to sign the Letter of Appointment and Training Deed with SCDF as Paramedic Specialist. It's going to last about 3 years 4 months, might be longer, it's subjected to the studying period, attachment and etc. But i'm cool with it, as long as i'm doing something which my passion is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly enjoyed the previous 6 days Job Preview attachment with Alexandra. Should be 5 days but i asked for another night shift duty, it was cool as i went for 1 assult case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st day of attachment; i went for this Dead-On-Arrival (DOA) case, the old granny dead and the family was crying. Seeing them cried, i also cried. The crew (Paramedic, Medic and Driver) was laughing at me, saying "how can a paramedic wannabe cry so easily?" Because we are to be there to show our expertist, it's our job to calm at all time. Oh well, as what they told me, "very soon i'll be like them, numb to others death or pain." Another case which i still can remember was this case where the patient have a urine bag and urine all over his house floor. Oh shit, it smell super badly yet we are there to help him to the hospital. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue what other cases the next time. Bye!&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/17260544-2194038211155763503?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/2194038211155763503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/2194038211155763503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/09/yea-great-news-today-10-sept-07-im.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-888365395994301822</id><published>2007-09-07T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T11:40:07.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;These days im thinking, what is fact/truth? Because I was telling my friends the fact yet they said it's just excuses. It sucks when people doubt what you say, my friends believe me yet when I say the fact, they say it's excuses. What the!! Who cares, God knows and I know is all that matter.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BLEAH!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-888365395994301822?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/888365395994301822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/888365395994301822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/09/these-days-im-thinking-what-is.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-9094981097413159094</id><published>2007-08-04T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T03:04:47.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RrN7p7fqxJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Bc9jX1wAYaM/s1600-h/Pastor+CJ+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094551563761534098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RrN7p7fqxJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Bc9jX1wAYaM/s320/Pastor+CJ+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY Pastor CJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hope u will enjoy ur bday celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;All the best to u. God bless u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;whit misses u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-9094981097413159094?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/9094981097413159094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/9094981097413159094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-pastor-cj-hope-u-will.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RrN7p7fqxJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Bc9jX1wAYaM/s72-c/Pastor+CJ+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-5449265327907709669</id><published>2007-08-04T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T02:52:34.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Singapore Civil Defence Force (SCDF)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094547556557046914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RrN4ArfqxII/AAAAAAAAAKM/wnK7qZNvlhI/s400/816233598l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh i realised i haven't blog much about my Civil Defence (CD) thingy. I went to CD Headquarters, it's at Paya Lebar area, to report for Simulation test on 5 June 2007. It's a 3 case thing, 3 different set of case yet its kind of connected. It's to test on how you will verbally react when a case is given to you, how you communicate with your officer above you and also how you communicate with your team-mate. At first i was nervous and scared i couldn't perform will, in the last case i was pretty relaxed. Haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;After Simulation test, i went back and waited 1 month for their call again. This time round is the Final Interview at CD HQ too. Was really nervous racking as i want this job so much so i need to perform and answer really well. Entering the meeting room, with 4 officers staring at you and asking you chim questions. I left wondering did i even answer well enough. They said to call us back around 2-3 weeks later. But instead, i got their call just 3 days later. Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes i got through the first 2 stages. Haiz but got kind of another 2 stages to pass. Ha! Next in store is CD Academy, it's at further Boon Lay, near Yio Chu Kang crematory, this time is 3 tests. First, to test on your stability on a moving ambulance. Secondly, is to go to a fake casualty with your team, carrying all your equipments climbing up to 4th storey, then carry that person down to your ambulance. Wow super tiring sia, killer. Last, was to push a casualty on the stretchers up and down a slope. Turn up on the day was 2 ladies and 3 guys. They are really nice to talk to and we keep joking, laughter was heard most of the time. =) 3 guys, one is a Malay and another 2 is Chinese, Ben and Jes. The other lady is Pannie. I initiated exchanging phone numbers, so we can keep in touch. Ben stay at Tiong Bahru area so next time we can meet up or we can even share cab down to CDA again. =]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;After that day i waited 2 days for them to get back to us about our Attachment to Fire Station. We knew we will have attachment but we doesn't know the details to it. YEAH, I'm attach to Alexandra Fire Station, its also combine with Police Station. Cool yea! Attachment was to allow us to see the work scope of an Paramedic and to see the real deal of first-hand life saving. Being able to ride on an ambulance was already pretty cool as the public couldn't get that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;YES!! My attachment is on 6-10 August 2007, 8am-5.30pm, attach to Alexandra Fire Station. It's so exciting, i'm looking forward to it. Pray for me to get through it with flying colours. ^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-5449265327907709669?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5449265327907709669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5449265327907709669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/singapore-civil-defence-force-scdf-oh-i_04.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RrN4ArfqxII/AAAAAAAAAKM/wnK7qZNvlhI/s72-c/816233598l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-4100932171042735779</id><published>2007-08-03T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T23:17:38.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got this pic from a friend's Friendster photo album. Nice ar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094493525868463186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RrNG3rfqxFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Lcx4M6a0n6U/s320/1_513950901l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-4100932171042735779?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/4100932171042735779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/4100932171042735779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/got-this-pic-from-friends-friendster.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RrNG3rfqxFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Lcx4M6a0n6U/s72-c/1_513950901l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-8592465513949508938</id><published>2007-08-02T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T11:38:21.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RrFPXbfqxDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/-_FMzrNj-D8/s1600-h/bdrp_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093939917468910642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RrFPXbfqxDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/-_FMzrNj-D8/s400/bdrp_logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Red Cross&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;As some might know i'm a volunteer at Red Cross and Youth Donor Club. They will send us email when there's a programme or when they need volunteers. Recently, i went for a training for recruiters on 14 July 2007 at Bloodbank. The training is compulsory for all recruiters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Youth Favorites, &lt;em&gt;4 &amp;amp; 5 August 2007 at Jurong East Sports Hall&lt;/em&gt;, is the first public road show and blood donation drive organised by Youth Donor Club. The event is a 2 day roadshow with a bloodmobile aim at educating youths and young adults on the importance of blood donation and to encourage them to embrace blood donation as an intergral part of loving, living and giving life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I'll be assisting &lt;em&gt;shift 1: 9am to 2pm&lt;/em&gt;. If people are interested please come down and support this programme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-8592465513949508938?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/8592465513949508938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/8592465513949508938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/red-cross.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RrFPXbfqxDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/-_FMzrNj-D8/s72-c/bdrp_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-5560213884850807779</id><published>2007-08-02T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T11:53:11.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Singapore Red Cross. I received an email on 26 July 2007, need volunteers for tele-recruitment.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The blood stock level at present has reached an uncomfortable level and we, Red Cross, seek O blood type donors.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;If you haven't donate blood before, i strongly encourage you to do so as 1 blood unit (1 pack of blood) can save 3 lives. You will feel good about yourself as you have make a good cause contribution. For those who forgotten to donate blood or have used to donate, just make time to drop by Bloodbank or any Blood Donation Drive to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-5560213884850807779?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5560213884850807779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5560213884850807779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/singapore-red-cross.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-6890037385711205834</id><published>2007-08-01T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T14:48:29.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093607701748565010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RrAhN7fqxBI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9reWs26XqRo/s320/DSCF0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEAH~ I'm finally back to blogging. Wow it's been long since my last post yea. Above pic was taken at Central's toilet, was out with my gf, Jia Hui. As some of you guys know, I have left church on 17 May 2007, was rather very upset about my choice but i have moved on. I'm really grateful for the chance and experience and everything i got out of Revival Nation, i will always give thank to God for that. Miss ya RN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh after leaving church, i was just working part time to past time, as you guys know i'm waiting for my Civil Defence to get confirm my application. Mean while, just hanging out and having lots of fun with my family and friends. Their company really help me get over the sadness of leaving church. I'm really sorry about neglecting my family and friends while i was all cropped up with church and schooling stuff. Now no more, i always try my best to give the best of my time to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093610703930704930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RrAj8rfqxCI/AAAAAAAAAJc/luuksLswnTY/s320/2007-07-18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haha, pic above was taken on 18 July 2007, another cycling outing with my dearest Primary school friends. But on that very day, it's my first bike accident, fell badly and hurt myself, was my plain carelessness, ended up with cuts and 7 blue-black. Diao... These days, i'm like going cycling once or twice monthly, if not with my Pri sch friends then is with my Sec sch good friends. Hee =) so fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh ya, about my wages, i spent it on food, transport, buying birthday gifts, going out and having fun with friends and most of all, SHOPPING!!! Been buying quite a lot, sandels, bag, clothers, and there's many more stuff i'm eyeing for now, will get them one day.&lt;/strong&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/17260544-6890037385711205834?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/6890037385711205834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/6890037385711205834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/yeah-im-finally-back-to-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RrAhN7fqxBI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9reWs26XqRo/s72-c/DSCF0156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-5825654900552149038</id><published>2007-08-01T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T15:48:46.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;this is my &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Summer's&lt;/span&gt; dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;to lie in the fields with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and drink in the summer's heat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;to blow the dandelions away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and chase after them with you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-5825654900552149038?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5825654900552149038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5825654900552149038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-my-summers-dream-to-lie-in.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-4961979543892456498</id><published>2007-05-08T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T10:26:57.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This 3 photos was taken 6 March 2007, went East Coast to ride bicycle with friends. I was really enjoyable and it's just my 2nd time riding a bicycle, im noob... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062009233446594386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rj_elAFU51I/AAAAAAAAAI8/zn77EsrvUTY/s200/2007-03-06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062009392360384354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rj_euQFU52I/AAAAAAAAAJE/ZS_l5qaDdRU/s200/2007-03-06+a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;There is always time for me to zi pai. Hahaha!! Ke ai.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062009791792342898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rj_fFgFU53I/AAAAAAAAAJM/37J4FkcqdRI/s200/6.3.07+a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope to be able to organize another outing like this soon...&lt;/strong&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/17260544-4961979543892456498?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/4961979543892456498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/4961979543892456498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-3-photos-was-taken-6-march-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rj_elAFU51I/AAAAAAAAAI8/zn77EsrvUTY/s72-c/2007-03-06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-3618947499152799329</id><published>2007-05-08T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T10:16:02.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Took these photos with my phone camera and recently bluetooth it in the computer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rj_bvwFU5zI/AAAAAAAAAIs/MiqCHuCVL7E/s1600-h/2007-04-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062006119595304754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rj_bvwFU5zI/AAAAAAAAAIs/MiqCHuCVL7E/s320/2007-04-13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Early in the morning, bright and shine, went to attend to some church stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rj_bngFU5yI/AAAAAAAAAIk/AE_2XMYO_8s/s1600-h/2007-02-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062005977861383970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rj_bngFU5yI/AAAAAAAAAIk/AE_2XMYO_8s/s320/2007-02-04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Snap this pic with Ah Siang few months back like start of this year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rj_bfAFU5xI/AAAAAAAAAIc/2_1VZET5Ag4/s1600-h/2007-02-17+a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062005831832495890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rj_bfAFU5xI/AAAAAAAAAIc/2_1VZET5Ag4/s320/2007-02-17+a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went to shop for new year clothes, and snap this in the changing room. I'm at Topshop and this pretty top i brought it for around $60. Next time wear for you guys see. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rj_bZAFU5wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NM440AZM6qc/s1600-h/2007-02-17+b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062005728753280770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rj_bZAFU5wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NM440AZM6qc/s320/2007-02-17+b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh i like this top too, but not enough money to buy le... It's like my style but i still prefer the other top (pic above).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/17260544-3618947499152799329?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/3618947499152799329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/3618947499152799329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/05/took-these-photos-with-my-phone-camera.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rj_bvwFU5zI/AAAAAAAAAIs/MiqCHuCVL7E/s72-c/2007-04-13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-3127744230805816946</id><published>2007-04-28T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T18:31:00.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjMhzgFU5vI/AAAAAAAAAIM/yTyWdZy4wjk/s1600-h/Photo+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjMhzgFU5vI/AAAAAAAAAIM/yTyWdZy4wjk/s320/Photo+18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058423975136519922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Zi pai using Kit's laptop...&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/17260544-3127744230805816946?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/3127744230805816946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/3127744230805816946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/04/zi-pai-using-kits-laptop.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjMhzgFU5vI/AAAAAAAAAIM/yTyWdZy4wjk/s72-c/Photo+18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-962011266131512895</id><published>2007-04-26T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:45:20.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Went for our 2007 B1 CG Outing at Vivo City, Elaine (CGL), TingTing, Libin, Sian Aik, Bevis and me. Joann, Zac and Marcus wasn't able to join us. Went to eat at SuperDog and then walked around at Vivo City, window shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjC2UgFU5oI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9c4Kf1EuaI4/s1600-h/2007-4-25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjC2UgFU5oI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9c4Kf1EuaI4/s320/2007-4-25.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057742844862981762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;So adorable hor~!! Why is Ting covering her mouth and laughing? Haha!&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;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjC2mQFU5pI/AAAAAAAAAHc/8vxN34TBpqc/s1600-h/2007-4-25+a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjC2mQFU5pI/AAAAAAAAAHc/8vxN34TBpqc/s320/2007-4-25+a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057743149805659794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjC2_AFU5qI/AAAAAAAAAHk/n4_AvVmBhmw/s1600-h/2007-4-25+b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjC2_AFU5qI/AAAAAAAAAHk/n4_AvVmBhmw/s320/2007-4-25+b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057743575007422114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjC3RgFU5rI/AAAAAAAAAHs/kPWn1iOCVSY/s1600-h/2007-4-25+c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjC3RgFU5rI/AAAAAAAAAHs/kPWn1iOCVSY/s320/2007-4-25+c.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057743892835002034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Took this photo outside a toy shop, didn't got time to go inside, may be next time. Took photo with Astro Boy and Uran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjC3hAFU5sI/AAAAAAAAAH0/SmNOjyV_SG4/s1600-h/2007-4-25+d.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjC3hAFU5sI/AAAAAAAAAH0/SmNOjyV_SG4/s320/2007-4-25+d.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057744159122974402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lovely hamsters at VivoCity Pets safari. This 2 hams look like couple. So envied~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjC34QFU5tI/AAAAAAAAAH8/-_Z2UT5m-DY/s1600-h/2007-4-25+e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjC34QFU5tI/AAAAAAAAAH8/-_Z2UT5m-DY/s320/2007-4-25+e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057744558554932946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I saw this nice wallpaper near the exit door on our way out, so i posed for the last time. Ha! I'm so zi lian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-962011266131512895?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/962011266131512895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/962011266131512895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/04/went-for-our-2007-b1-cg-outing-at-vivo.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjC2UgFU5oI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9c4Kf1EuaI4/s72-c/2007-4-25.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-1113560797272254212</id><published>2007-04-26T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:13:28.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sorry i'm slow to update my blog. This was a few photos that was taken during the Benny Hinn relay on 13 April 2007. The relay rocks! Hope to see Benny Hinn back to Singapore real soon =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjCsSgFU5iI/AAAAAAAAAGk/r_ib9vZsIJA/s1600-h/DSCF0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjCsSgFU5iI/AAAAAAAAAGk/r_ib9vZsIJA/s320/DSCF0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057731815386965538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting outside of Kallang Indoor Stadium at 3+pm. We chatted and enjoyed fellowship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjCsuQFU5jI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Xb_I3QYezfI/s1600-h/DSCF0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjCsuQFU5jI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Xb_I3QYezfI/s320/DSCF0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057732292128335410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjCtNgFU5kI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wpWGSIwCTXs/s1600-h/DSCF0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjCtNgFU5kI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wpWGSIwCTXs/s320/DSCF0109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057732828999247426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Rong and Weiling so cute, making funny faces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjCtqQFU5lI/AAAAAAAAAG8/tB3zh8U9tD0/s1600-h/DSCF0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjCtqQFU5lI/AAAAAAAAAG8/tB3zh8U9tD0/s320/DSCF0110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057733322920486482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hahahaha so adorable faces. But some is feeling the sian-ness while waiting for it to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjCukQFU5mI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Nmp5zwbk6hE/s1600-h/DSCF0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjCukQFU5mI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Nmp5zwbk6hE/s320/DSCF0111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057734319352899170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Jason posed for me, came in his NCC Sea uniform. While Kah Liang posed for Zac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjCvrAFU5nI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GVRk1IYsEVM/s1600-h/DSCF0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjCvrAFU5nI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GVRk1IYsEVM/s320/DSCF0112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057735534828643954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Finally after much waiting, Benny Hinn came on, he's in white, looking cool. City Harvest City is the host for the relay, Pastor Kong was there too. Hahaha. The band was great, put it off really well. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-1113560797272254212?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/1113560797272254212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/1113560797272254212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/04/sorry-im-slow-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RjCsSgFU5iI/AAAAAAAAAGk/r_ib9vZsIJA/s72-c/DSCF0104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-4683731056680617355</id><published>2007-04-11T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T22:25:05.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Tickle Me Emo... DIAO~ And boy, is he sad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4nRNYG_xM2U"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4nRNYG_xM2U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;It's really EMO lor... Self-pity, depress, selfish, dramatic, crazy, and etc... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;"If life is so fair, why do roses have thorns?" , "Nobodies understand what im going through, and especially you~..." , "I hate you, i hate you, I hate you~!" , "You are not the only one with issues~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ya true, you are not the only one with issues, some have more, some have less. Up to God to say. But who says nobodies understand? God do understand~!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;But this video is really funny la, make me laugh like siao~! Thanks Ting for letting me know. HAHA!!&lt;/span&gt;&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/17260544-4683731056680617355?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/4683731056680617355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/4683731056680617355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/04/tickle-me-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-245244345768143095</id><published>2007-04-11T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:07:21.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHA!! New YouTube video of PHS CG posted by Vanessa. Funny, what you guys doing? So naughty, be careful la~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CV-tGvZi8EQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CV-tGvZi8EQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-245244345768143095?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/245244345768143095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/245244345768143095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/04/haha-new-youtube-video-of-phs-cg-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-4420705881982827512</id><published>2007-04-10T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T22:18:24.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As somebody once  said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;- work as if you don't need money,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; - love as if you've never been hurt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;- dance, as if nobody can see you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;- sing, as if no one can hear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt; - live, as if the Earth was a  heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I add on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Love God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Love people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Love life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dare to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;DREAM - Countless millions. Like the sands of the seashore, bright like the stars of the sky. A myriad of colours standing as one. Children of the New Covenant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;BE - A race of world saving, earth shaking, culture defining disciples. Extreme. Passionate. Free. Led by the Holy Spirit, known by the Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;LIVE - True progeny of Christ. Established in truth. Absolute faith. Consecrated to holiness. Devoted. Travailing. Unafraid. Speakers of the language of dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;SPEAK - A church without walls. A nation beyond borders. A people above impossibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;dream.be.live.speak.dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Revolution of Love: Heaven on earth. Gospel to all.&lt;/span&gt;&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/17260544-4420705881982827512?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/4420705881982827512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/4420705881982827512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/04/as-somebody-once-said-work-as-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-370622853472384445</id><published>2007-04-06T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T00:19:34.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Why do all theses have to happen to me?!! I am so disappointed about myself, and there's always more and more coming up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I know you guys care and love me, but why i just too afraid to be hurt anymore? And you said won't be like my other friends who left me, but why does it seems that you are drifting further from me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Do i not worthy to be love?&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, I really can't give what i do not have? I lose it too soon, once i gotten a bit of Your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;How come God, why can't i try harder to change the way i think about myself... Depression! I can get over you! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DIEeeee~&lt;/span&gt; You just wait and see!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Its bad~ Its really bad~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suck it up, whiT"&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/17260544-370622853472384445?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/370622853472384445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/370622853472384445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/04/why-do-all-theses-have-to-happen-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-3924043413044066178</id><published>2007-04-05T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T20:26:22.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Church on April 1 2007 was different, too many people like to joke on each other. DaryL and Aik so naughty, locked Ting inside storeroom, caused Ting to injured her fingers by the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Went out to Marina Square on April 1 with Ting, Marcus, Shaun and me. Went to eat dinner with Shaun's friends. Can also bring Marcus out with us to fellowship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTqCXNbx6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Aq4GkaUqE1s/s1600-h/2007Apr01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTqCXNbx6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Aq4GkaUqE1s/s320/2007Apr01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049918408500168610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Took this lame posed with Shaun. So ugly~!!!&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/17260544-3924043413044066178?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/3924043413044066178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/3924043413044066178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/04/church-on-april-1-2007-was-different.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTqCXNbx6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Aq4GkaUqE1s/s72-c/2007Apr01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-6520267072481156248</id><published>2007-04-05T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T19:08:33.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Today morning went rushing to church as B1 CG should meet to do Outreach stuff, but when i reached i realized church office not open. Then i saw Kit n Si Kai at prata shop, so i went to chatted with them while waiting for instructions from B1 people. Was fun chatting with Si Kai, my sister in church. Then rushed to printed cards and sent it to Joann at CHEC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Went to Suntec NYDC to eat n took tons of magazines to go back home to fold for cotton candy outreach on the coming Monday. Fun!! Hope God will bring people to us. Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Today online, Su came MSN asked me help her checked Upcoming events in Church as she's updating the website.. I came across Past Events in the website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" href="http://revivalnation.org/upcomingevents/pastevents.html"&gt;http://revivalnation.org/upcomingevents/pastevents.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTYO3NbxvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fH7p_K7XFq8/s1600-h/r.n.+Getaway+2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTYO3NbxvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fH7p_K7XFq8/s320/r.n.+Getaway+2006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049898832039233266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Pastor CJ wrote &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" class="rvts368" &gt;a full coverage on RN Getaway Camp, like a newsletter. So those who missed the Getaway camp can go view what we went through, and those who went can renew what it feels back then... Its great to read it through, like a diary, just that it's written by Pastor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" class="rvts368" &gt;I love this part where brought tears to my eyes (touching), and can feel the Spirit while reading this part:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;"I hear it often enough, about how having kids changes you. That you never know your capacity to love someone until you have a child. I don't have kids yet, but I think that may be how I feel about our youth. Some days I look at them, and that's how I feel. That I never knew how much I could love until I had them. And there's nothing I wouldn't do or give or sacrifice for them. I believe with all my heart I existed just for them. And if there's more to love than what I feel, then bring it on. In my book, these youth are the best thing that's ever happened to me next to Jesus."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Beside that, my ex-work colleague, John came MSN to chat with me. He kept calling me cow and moo-moo because he thinks i'm pretty hardworking when it comes to my work. He's so funny, bring joy to me for that while. Hahaha. I asked hows his studies, then he said he's studying about cow now, so he came to chat with me. DIAO~!! Yes 1 more contact to bring to church, because we lost contact after he quitted the job. The best part is, he added me in MSN de. Hahaha.&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/17260544-6520267072481156248?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/6520267072481156248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/6520267072481156248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-morning-went-rushing-to-church-as.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTYO3NbxvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fH7p_K7XFq8/s72-c/r.n.+Getaway+2006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-5050867551043979509</id><published>2007-04-04T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T19:56:30.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Kit Mei's PA chalet, 27-30 March 2007. We had so much fun~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1ST DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOliXNbxQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ISnt93-cjio/s1600-h/DSCF0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOliXNbxQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ISnt93-cjio/s320/DSCF0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049561616976954626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loaded ourselves unto Su's van and went around picking people and stuff up. Then finally went straight to chalet. Thank you Su for driving us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Kit in the front seat, she's playing with Su's giraffe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOmLXNbxRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Hrp0NsVQTtA/s1600-h/DSCF0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOmLXNbxRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Hrp0NsVQTtA/s320/DSCF0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049562321351591186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;ALAMAK!! The van was so packed, we are like sardines packed in a metal vehicle. Lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOmxXNbxSI/AAAAAAAAABE/u3dnb6oZIP4/s1600-h/DSCF0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOmxXNbxSI/AAAAAAAAABE/u3dnb6oZIP4/s320/DSCF0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049562974186620194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Zacc playing with Bevis' PSP. See how wide they smile =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOnRXNbxTI/AAAAAAAAABM/214IuADluGY/s1600-h/DSCF0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOnRXNbxTI/AAAAAAAAABM/214IuADluGY/s320/DSCF0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049563523942434098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;There's always time for a zi pai~ See we so zi lian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOn-nNbxUI/AAAAAAAAABU/mu38zeFXE4A/s1600-h/DSCF0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOn-nNbxUI/AAAAAAAAABU/mu38zeFXE4A/s320/DSCF0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049564301331514690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Aiyo~ Almost everybody got headache except Libin, due to the long journey on the van. I'm so act cute...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOouHNbxVI/AAAAAAAAABc/3Outn88Mi1A/s1600-h/DSCF0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOouHNbxVI/AAAAAAAAABc/3Outn88Mi1A/s320/DSCF0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049565117375300946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;We gotta start fire real soon, people coming in fast. Stomach is playing drums like Storm... Diao... The food looked and tasted good~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOpu3NbxWI/AAAAAAAAABk/cCQv3F9gwJ8/s1600-h/DSCF0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOpu3NbxWI/AAAAAAAAABk/cCQv3F9gwJ8/s320/DSCF0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049566229771830626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Welcome, welcome. Make yourself at home... Diao... We had great fellowship and we got to know kit's friends. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOqV3NbxXI/AAAAAAAAABs/BC6D4M5MA_I/s1600-h/DSCF0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOqV3NbxXI/AAAAAAAAABs/BC6D4M5MA_I/s320/DSCF0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049566899786728818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Always got time to act cute in photo taking. LOOK, Shaun act nerd~!! Winner of nerd award...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOrB3NbxYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/EOGGAu7BFiI/s1600-h/DSCF0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOrB3NbxYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/EOGGAu7BFiI/s320/DSCF0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049567655700972930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept staying put with kit's friends, trying to get to know them. Then one of them suddenly asked me, "Don't you need to talk to other people?" I answered, "The rest i knew pretty well le."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOrxnNbxZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qX3R7mjfZig/s1600-h/DSCF0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOrxnNbxZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qX3R7mjfZig/s320/DSCF0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049568476039726482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren, you took a photo with lots of angels in it. CooL.. Where God's people gathered, our angels gathered too.. We told Kit's friends about this pic with angels, they are so interested. Should bring them see our church alter call. Heehee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOsmnNbxaI/AAAAAAAAACE/iUq99rWCiUA/s1600-h/DSCF0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOsmnNbxaI/AAAAAAAAACE/iUq99rWCiUA/s320/DSCF0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049569386572793250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where God's people gathered, we should praise His Holy Name.. Quiet Time together with Aiky playing Libin's guitar.. After all the praying, we did soaking.. Diao..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOtzHNbxbI/AAAAAAAAACM/Lc9E3dXcR40/s1600-h/DSCF0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOtzHNbxbI/AAAAAAAAACM/Lc9E3dXcR40/s320/DSCF0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049570700832785842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Wow nicely taken, nice pose~ Hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOuSnNbxcI/AAAAAAAAACU/ujx0ckaa6kU/s1600-h/DSCF0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOuSnNbxcI/AAAAAAAAACU/ujx0ckaa6kU/s320/DSCF0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049571241998665154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Pray, pray, pray... Keep on knocking to seek Him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;That's all for the 1st day!&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/17260544-5050867551043979509?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5050867551043979509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5050867551043979509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/04/kit-meis-pa-chalet-27-30-march-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOliXNbxQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ISnt93-cjio/s72-c/DSCF0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-3937083834860580054</id><published>2007-04-03T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T19:55:38.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;2ND DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOwW3NbxdI/AAAAAAAAACc/oghWEH4JlZc/s1600-h/DSCF0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOwW3NbxdI/AAAAAAAAACc/oghWEH4JlZc/s320/DSCF0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049573514036364754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hungry~ Where's the food? Haha.. We had bread dipped in eggs and then fried. Emmm nice~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOw1HNbxeI/AAAAAAAAACk/kRUNzcOkm6Y/s1600-h/DSCF0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOw1HNbxeI/AAAAAAAAACk/kRUNzcOkm6Y/s320/DSCF0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049574033727407586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Guys does the food taste good? Hee. Too hungry to tell what's nice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOxgnNbxfI/AAAAAAAAACs/ldTSy2NFY3o/s1600-h/DSCF0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOxgnNbxfI/AAAAAAAAACs/ldTSy2NFY3o/s320/DSCF0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049574781051717106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Group photo, these are the people who stayed over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOx_3NbxgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/clBcUUDJZgU/s1600-h/DSCF0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOx_3NbxgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/clBcUUDJZgU/s320/DSCF0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049575317922629122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;SWEET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOyenNbxhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/SBI6InjZ2AM/s1600-h/DSCF0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOyenNbxhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/SBI6InjZ2AM/s320/DSCF0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049575846203606546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Games time!! Too little people left in chalet on Wed's afternoon. Soon we all need to go for CG in church, so played a little games first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOzRnNbxiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VO_BUL3xLsY/s1600-h/DSCF0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOzRnNbxiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VO_BUL3xLsY/s320/DSCF0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049576722376934946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Posed and smiled for the camera~ Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOzvnNbxjI/AAAAAAAAADM/akPkqPs_4Vc/s1600-h/DSCF0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOzvnNbxjI/AAAAAAAAADM/akPkqPs_4Vc/s320/DSCF0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049577237773010482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;We only played 1 game of Old Maid, and the Old Maid is Shaun. Haha. He brought this game and he kanna. Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhO0TXNbxkI/AAAAAAAAADU/oGr4ofsYpZQ/s1600-h/DSCF0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhO0TXNbxkI/AAAAAAAAADU/oGr4ofsYpZQ/s320/DSCF0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049577851953333826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;We all went to get dinner after CG at Kallang 5 with Kelvin along. Took this at MRT station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhO07HNbxlI/AAAAAAAAADc/yZjZQGDY458/s1600-h/DSCF0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhO07HNbxlI/AAAAAAAAADc/yZjZQGDY458/s320/DSCF0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049578534853133906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow nice photo took by me. Kel is the center man. Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhO1mXNbxmI/AAAAAAAAADk/NXkOMtqcQEY/s1600-h/DSCF0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhO1mXNbxmI/AAAAAAAAADk/NXkOMtqcQEY/s320/DSCF0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049579277882476130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are born in the Emo generation. Acting emo on the train back to chalet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhO2r3NbxnI/AAAAAAAAADs/pSphj57n9Ng/s1600-h/DSCF0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhO2r3NbxnI/AAAAAAAAADs/pSphj57n9Ng/s320/DSCF0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049580471883384434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Went back after dinner but still hungry, so we got snacks out.. Forced them to take these photos for me de.. Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhO3anNbxoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/eZGjFrtwaj4/s1600-h/DSCF0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhO3anNbxoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/eZGjFrtwaj4/s320/DSCF0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049581275042268802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for the musician to practice their instrument. But see Aiky making noisy with Kit's keyboard. Diao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhO4VXNbxpI/AAAAAAAAAD8/0hNMOEX22nM/s1600-h/DSCF0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhO4VXNbxpI/AAAAAAAAAD8/0hNMOEX22nM/s320/DSCF0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049582284359583378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libin with his darling guitar. Aiky's guitar is by his side. Everybody squeezed into a room to practice. Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhO5MXNbxqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/yBtH1-o7yAY/s1600-h/DSCF0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhO5MXNbxqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/yBtH1-o7yAY/s320/DSCF0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049583229252388514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &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 can testified that Kit is really working hard on her keyboard. May God bless her so she can not go through so much so disappointment and hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhO5_3NbxrI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZwEHkWEZ9EM/s1600-h/DSCF0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhO5_3NbxrI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZwEHkWEZ9EM/s320/DSCF0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049584114015651506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Zacc not ready to practice drumming, he got to play a few rounds of game on PSP first. He got addicted. Ha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTEEHNbxsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Iu8lKQYevd4/s1600-h/DSCF0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTEEHNbxsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Iu8lKQYevd4/s320/DSCF0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049876657123083970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Nerdy -&gt; Shaun Ang Jia Wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTEjnNbxtI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3CiCfw-ALjo/s1600-h/DSCF0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTEjnNbxtI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3CiCfw-ALjo/s320/DSCF0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049877198288963282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun and Bevis doing the dishes after Maggie for supper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTFJnNbxuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/lVbzwwO74uI/s1600-h/DSCF0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTFJnNbxuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/lVbzwwO74uI/s320/DSCF0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049877851123992290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun, Bevis and i played Monopoly for 2+hrs before everybody went to bed.&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;That's all for the 2nd day!&lt;/span&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/17260544-3937083834860580054?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/3937083834860580054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/3937083834860580054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/04/2nd-day-hungry-wheres-food-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhOwW3NbxdI/AAAAAAAAACc/oghWEH4JlZc/s72-c/DSCF0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-1295223639193025941</id><published>2007-04-03T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T20:03:58.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;3RD DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Alamak didn't take photo for the whole of 3rd day morning till afternoon. So i really couldn't remember much about it. Oops... I remembered Kit went for keyboard lesson in church, Shaun and Bevis went home, while i went to meet Ting to go SP for Cotton Candy Outreach thingy , then i came back at near evening.. While waiting for Kit and Aiky to come back, the rest ordered MacDonald for dinner and we watched TV and chatted. Wow i got serious short-term memory sia, took so long to think what we did on 3rd day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTay3NbxwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KnTtHAptK98/s1600-h/DSCF0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTay3NbxwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KnTtHAptK98/s320/DSCF0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049901649537779458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;They ordered Mac for dinner, i got ulcers so didn't eat,  instead i eat maggie noodles.  While  waiting for something great........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTcV3NbxxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BaNF9ajiiCE/s1600-h/DSCF0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTcV3NbxxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BaNF9ajiiCE/s320/DSCF0082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049903350344828690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;.......... When they came back, straight to start our 2nd round of BBQ. Its super delirious la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTdY3NbxyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Y2sZo7dTKy4/s1600-h/DSCF0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTdY3NbxyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Y2sZo7dTKy4/s320/DSCF0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049904501396064034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;After eating should move around, so i call for "Photo taking...!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTeOnNbxzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/s0DB-GJDFaw/s1600-h/DSCF0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTeOnNbxzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/s0DB-GJDFaw/s320/DSCF0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049905424814032690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Kit so lame, took out Su's giraffe to take photo with us...&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;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTeuHNbx0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/__EI-DX1JsM/s1600-h/DSCF0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTeuHNbx0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/__EI-DX1JsM/s320/DSCF0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049905965979912002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;3 of us decided to go for angel hunting with my camera at the playground area. So cute!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTfpnNbx1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/nHjrOPf4d70/s1600-h/DSCF0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTfpnNbx1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/nHjrOPf4d70/s320/DSCF0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049906988182128466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lame posed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTgC3Nbx2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/CmkooSIy6ss/s1600-h/DSCF0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTgC3Nbx2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/CmkooSIy6ss/s320/DSCF0093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049907421973825378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Adorable~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTggnNbx3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/8k2IL6_Akpc/s1600-h/DSCF0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTggnNbx3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/8k2IL6_Akpc/s320/DSCF0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049907933074933618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sweet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhThEXNbx4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/QG5mg1GUbP0/s1600-h/DSCF0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhThEXNbx4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/QG5mg1GUbP0/s320/DSCF0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049908547255256962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Kit so naughty, why climbed so high up?! Haha i got her to do it for the camera de. Haha.&lt;/span&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; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;After taking these photos, my camera low battery le... Diao. So after all these was Prayer and instrument practices, then bed time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;That's all for the 3rd day!&lt;/span&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/17260544-1295223639193025941?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/1295223639193025941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/1295223639193025941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/04/3rd-day-alamak-didnt-take-photo-for.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTay3NbxwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KnTtHAptK98/s72-c/DSCF0080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-8252021113282108498</id><published>2007-04-03T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T20:17:27.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;4TH DAY!! (Last day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;My camera low batt so can't take photos~ So sad!! After much packing and cleaning up, we finally booked out of the chalet. Then everybody took train, but Libin, Kit and me took an 1.5hrs bus ride to BM interchange (ass hurt). Hahaha. We rushed to NTUC to check prices for food then took cab to Kit's house to put down everything (super heavy).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTngXNbx5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/tBo5l2FGVMc/s1600-h/DSCF0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTngXNbx5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/tBo5l2FGVMc/s320/DSCF0100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049915625361360786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;We need 3 pushcarts to put all our stuff! They being forced by me to take photo again. HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;That's all for the 4th day!&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/17260544-8252021113282108498?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/8252021113282108498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/8252021113282108498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/04/4th-day-last-day-my-camera-low-batt-so.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RhTngXNbx5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/tBo5l2FGVMc/s72-c/DSCF0100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-2049716247005824600</id><published>2007-03-20T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T03:02:35.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joyce Meyer'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rf7dknvK1xI/AAAAAAAAAAk/19fs_FnwMSY/s1600-h/Joyce+Meyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rf7dknvK1xI/AAAAAAAAAAk/19fs_FnwMSY/s200/Joyce+Meyer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043712253913388818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great preacher, she is Joyce Meyer. I went to City Harvest Church website and found her preaching a great sermon there. She is fantastic, feel free to go her ministries' website. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic;" href="http://www.joycemeyer.org/default.htm"&gt;http://www.joycemeyer.org/default.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="phBodyContent"&gt;&lt;span class="v8g"&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/17260544-2049716247005824600?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/2049716247005824600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/2049716247005824600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/03/great-preacher-she-is-joyce-meyer.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rf7dknvK1xI/AAAAAAAAAAk/19fs_FnwMSY/s72-c/Joyce+Meyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-8176916280123614918</id><published>2007-03-20T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T02:52:21.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joyce Meyer'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" id="phArticleTitle" class="headerhighlight blockitandaddmargin" &gt;Alone Doesn't Have to Mean Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rf7bEnvK1vI/AAAAAAAAAAU/c0KGbNbmYqA/s1600-h/cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rf7bEnvK1vI/AAAAAAAAAAU/c0KGbNbmYqA/s320/cute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043709505134319346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;div id="pnlAuthor" class="italicizeit blockitandaddmargin"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;       by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" id="phArticleAuthor" &gt;Joyce Meyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" id="phPageBodyContent" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;In the Bible God tells us we are not alone. He wants to deliver, comfort and heal us. But when people encounter painful losses in their lives, sadly, many never get over them. Sometimes when sudden tragedy occurs, the hurt seems unbearable. Without help, a sense of loneliness can actually settle on a person or family like a cloud, and it doesn't seem to go away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" id="phPageBodyContent" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" id="phPageBodyContent" &gt;There are many causes of loneliness, but many people don't realize that they don't have to live with it. They can confront it and deal with it. Loneliness often manifests as an inner ache, a vacuum, or a craving for affection. Its side effects include feelings of emptiness, uselessness or purposelessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" id="phPageBodyContent" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Like a healing wound, the pain may be felt for a long time, but complete recovery requires daily improvement. When a physical wound refuses to heal, it indicates there’s an infection that must be dealt with. I believe the same is true of emotional wounds: the emotional part of us should heal just like the physica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" id="phPageBodyContent" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;l part of us. God gave us emotions just as He gave us physical bodies. He has provided for our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;emotional&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; restoration in Him just as He has provided for it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;physically&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;. While it is true that you may always miss the person or the thing that was lost, it doesn’t mean that you must suffer permanent loneliness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" id="phPageBodyContent" &gt;Let the loneliness you feel turn into compassion for other lonely people, and then decide to do something about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rf7bcnvK1wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Nul9sCgCcVc/s1600-h/4ever+fren5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rf7bcnvK1wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Nul9sCgCcVc/s200/4ever+fren5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043709917451179778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-8176916280123614918?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/8176916280123614918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/8176916280123614918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/03/alone-doesnt-have-to-mean-lonely-by.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/Rf7bEnvK1vI/AAAAAAAAAAU/c0KGbNbmYqA/s72-c/cute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-4537741133787095501</id><published>2007-03-20T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T02:42:26.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hahaha this is a video took by someone from PHS CG. Those are my brothers, kah liang and jason in the video, those 2 girls voice at the back was weiling and chenxi. Just suddenly came across it again and decided to post it on my bloggy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/12l4aIQ5kcU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/12l4aIQ5kcU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-4537741133787095501?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/4537741133787095501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/4537741133787095501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/03/hahaha-this-is-video-took-by-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-5063577021566301155</id><published>2007-03-14T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T02:43:12.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joyce Meyer'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" id="phArticleTitle" class="headerhighlight blockitandaddmargin" &gt;Victory Over Depression &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" id="pnlAuthor" class="italicizeit blockitandaddmargin"&gt;       by &lt;span id="phArticleAuthor"&gt;Joyce Meyer&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" id="phPageBodyContent" &gt;Many people are depressed because they can't face truth, but the Holy Spirit came to reveal truth to us. And we can't get past depression until we quit making excuses and blaming everyone else. We must face the truth and take responsibility for our actions. When we do that and ask God to help us, the spirit of heaviness leaves us and we feel light and free. Jesus tells us in Matthew 11:30: &lt;em&gt;...My burden is light and easy to be borne.&lt;/em&gt; Being depressed about circumstances does not change them, and is a total waste of time and a thief of joy. So we must stop letting our feelings, mind, body, and past experiences rule us and allow God to give us a fresh plan, a new idea, a new goal! You can experience victory over your emotions by being led, guided, controlled, and ruled by the Holy Spirit, whom Jesus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" id="phPageBodyContent" &gt;sent to us as our Comforter, Counselor, Helper, Intercessor, Advocate, Strengthener, and Standby to remain with us forever (see John 14:16). Thank God, we don't have to be disappointed, discouraged, despondent, depressed, or in despair. Jesus not only is the Way, but He is also the way out! Jesus is our healer, our glory, and the lifter of our heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RflZu3vK1uI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UKfG3dLKmiI/s1600-h/__Moj___Dyanya____by_night_fate.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RflZu3vK1uI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UKfG3dLKmiI/s320/__Moj___Dyanya____by_night_fate.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042159919588628194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-5063577021566301155?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5063577021566301155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5063577021566301155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/03/victory-over-depression-by-joyce-meyer.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4BmCZ1q8Bs/RflZu3vK1uI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UKfG3dLKmiI/s72-c/__Moj___Dyanya____by_night_fate.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-5897991892083579405</id><published>2007-03-01T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T02:04:08.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jars of Clay'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;by Jars of Clay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ds2Kiy6c7jM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ds2Kiy6c7jM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be still let your hand melt into mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The part of me that breathes when you breathe is losing time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't find the word to say I'll never say goodbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll fly with you through the night so you know I'm not letting go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not letting go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;My tears like rain fill up the sky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh my love I'm not letting go, I won't let you go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I saw the host of silent angels waiting on their own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Knowing that all the promises of faith come alive when you see home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hold still and let your hand melt into mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'll fly with you through the night so you know I'm not letting go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not letting go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;My tears like rain fill up the sky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh my love I'm not letting go, I won't let you go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shed your heart and your breath and your pain and fly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now you're alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll fly with you through the night so you know I'm not letting go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not letting go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tears like rain fill up the sky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh my love I'm not letting go, I won't let you go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not letting go, I won't let you go.&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/17260544-5897991892083579405?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5897991892083579405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5897991892083579405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/03/fly-by-jars-of-clay-be-still-let-your.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-8579639354883111850</id><published>2007-03-01T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T01:48:18.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jars of Clay'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Flood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;by Jars of Clay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ERhun1l3vU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ERhun1l3vU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Rain rain on my face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;It hasn't stopped raining for days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;My world is a flood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Slowly I become one with the mud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;But if I can't swim after forty days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;And my mind is crushed by the crashing waves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Lift me up so high that I cannot fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Lift me up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Lift me up - When I'm falling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Lift me up - I'm weak and I'm dying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Lift me up - I need you to hold me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Lift me up - Keep me from drowning again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Down pour on my soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Splashing in the ocean I'm losing control &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Dark sky all around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I can't feel my feet touching the ground &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;But if I can't swim after forty days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;And my mind is crushed by the crashing waves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Lift me up so high that I cannot fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Lift me up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Lift me up - When I'm falling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Lift me up - I'm weak and I'm dying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Lift me up - I need you to hold me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Lift me up - Keep me from drowning again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Calm the storms that drench my eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;And dry the streams still flowing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Casting down all the waves of sin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;And guilt that overthrow me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;If I can't swim after forty days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;And my mind is crushed by the crashing waves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Lift me up so high that I cannot fall - Lift me up&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/17260544-8579639354883111850?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/8579639354883111850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/8579639354883111850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/03/flood-by-jars-of-clay-rain-rain-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-5874446803119445115</id><published>2007-03-01T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T01:48:56.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jars of Clay'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I need You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;by Jars of Clay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FUIb3Q05cfE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FUIb3Q05cfE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Strangely out of place, and there's a light filling this room where none would follow before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I can't deny it burns me up inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I fan the flames to melt away my pride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Do I want shelter from the rain or the rain to wash me away? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You're all I'm living for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I might sound like a fool, but I think I felt you moving closer to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Face to the ground to hide the fatal cut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I fight the weight, I feel you lift me up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You are the shelter from the rain and the rain to wash me away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You're all I'm living for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You're all I'm living for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Face to the ground to hide the fatal cut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I fight the weight, feel you lift me up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I can't deny it burns me up inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I fan the flames to melt away my pride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I only had a second to spare, but all the time in the world to know you're there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You are the shelter from the rain and the rain to wash me away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You're all I'm living for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You're all I'm living for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You're all I'm living for. &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/17260544-5874446803119445115?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5874446803119445115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5874446803119445115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-need-you-by-jars-of-clay-strangely.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-7978169860769188821</id><published>2007-03-01T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T01:49:16.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jars of Clay'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Like a Child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;by Jars of Clay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hfix3Weushg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hfix3Weushg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Dear God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Surround me as I speak, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The bridges that I walk across are weak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Frustrations fill the void that I can't solely bare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Dear God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Don't let me fall apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;You've held me close to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I have turned away and searched for answers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I can't understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;They say that I can move the mountains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;And send them falling to the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;They say that I can walk on water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;If I would follow and believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;With Faith Like a Child &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Sometimes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;When I feel miles away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;And my eyes can't see your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I wonder if I've grown to lose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The recklessness I walked in light of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;They say that I can move the mountains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;And send them crashing to the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;They say that I can walk on water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;If I would follow and believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;With Faith Like a Child &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;They say that love can heal the broken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;They say that hope can make you see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;They say that faith can find a Savior &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;If you would follow and believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;With Faith Like a Child&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/17260544-7978169860769188821?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/7978169860769188821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/7978169860769188821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/03/like-child-by-jars-of-clay-dear-god.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-7975709073694616297</id><published>2007-02-27T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T01:51:07.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="display: inline; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="vidDescRemain"&gt;Jennifer Hudson, Anika Rose and Beyonce perform at oscars - Dreamgirls. Powerful vocal that will blow you away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TWq-pppmPdo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TWq-pppmPdo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-7975709073694616297?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/7975709073694616297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/7975709073694616297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/02/jennifer-hudson-anika-rose-and-beyonce.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-5943479241531673793</id><published>2007-02-25T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T01:50:18.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;He comes in unexpected ways in unexpected places &amp; upon unexpecting people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Are you catching on Him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Be the unexpected person that shine for Him&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/17260544-5943479241531673793?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5943479241531673793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/5943479241531673793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/02/he-comes-in-unexpected-ways-in.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-4820306191853672155</id><published>2007-02-22T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T01:49:54.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quoted from Pastor CJ'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"  class="post-title"&gt;                                                  A Day to Remember &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by Pastor CJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;There are good days, and also sad days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Happy days and not so happy ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Great days, birthdays, normal ordinary days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Then there are those days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The ones to remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The days where sons and daughters were lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;And yet sons and daughters were born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;When you were changed forever and innocence grew up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The place in between mourning and the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Those are the hard days.  Where the heart near died but kept on beating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;But this I know: There is no giving up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I will not trade my living child for a bowl of lentil soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The least is worth my all, my life, my death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;And so I choose to live. Not for those that have passed but for those that have stayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I choose the story of my life. To relinquish myself to heartaches and heartbreaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;To love with a passion. Live and die for true reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I have shut my doors, LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Unpacked my bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Burned the bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;There is no turning back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I will not be bought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Tonight I choose to remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;To remember and forever be changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Help me, LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-4820306191853672155?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/4820306191853672155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/4820306191853672155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-to-remember-by-pastor-cj-there-are.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-116892897402479956</id><published>2007-01-16T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T14:32:09.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;_./'\._.**..**..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;*. .* *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;nice to have &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;yoU&lt;/span&gt; as my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;/.*.\ ..**.,.**.*. &lt;/span&gt;&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/17260544-116892897402479956?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116892897402479956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116892897402479956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-116766173899954799</id><published>2007-01-01T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T00:25:46.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Was dropping by Shuan Ang's blog. Found this source interesting so post it here..Not true about this as we all need friendship and love at the same time.. lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/1600/756547/18478931759982l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/320/620925/18478931759982l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Friendship vs. Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by Nathan Stutte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Friendship is a quiet walk in the park with the one you trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love is when you feel like you are the only two around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friendship is when they gaze into your eyes and you know they care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is when they gaze into your eyes and it warms your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is being close even when you are far apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is when you can still feel their hand on your heart when they are not near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friendship is hoping that they experience the very best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is when you bring them the very best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friendship occupies your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love occupies your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friendship is knowing that you will always try to be there when in need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is when you will give up everything to be at their side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friendship is a warm smile in the winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a warming touch that sends a pulse through your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love is a beautiful smile to which nothing compares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A tender laugh, which opens your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A single touch that melts away your fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A smell that reminds you of the tenderness of heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voice that reminds you of the innocence of youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friendship can survive without love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love cannot live without friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&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/17260544-116766173899954799?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116766173899954799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116766173899954799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2007/01/was-dropping-by-shuan-angs-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-116660054833552792</id><published>2006-12-20T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T15:42:28.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Here's some photos from our RN Getaway 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/1600/399453/Getaway%2706%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/320/890496/Getaway%2706%201.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/1600/306074/Getaway%2706%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/320/461019/Getaway%2706%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/1600/332053/Getaway%2706%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/320/641047/Getaway%2706%203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/1600/182497/Getaway%2706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/320/107948/Getaway%2706.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-116660054833552792?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116660054833552792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116660054833552792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/12/heres-some-photos-from-our-rn-getaway.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-116651347334756608</id><published>2006-12-19T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T15:31:27.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh wow yesterday's Baptism service was a memorable one. It was raining cats and dogs. Gotta take a cab to Garden Hotel from Newton MRT station. Then when we reached there at the hotel lobby i slipped, luckily nothing much happened no injuries. And so nice of Matthew to helped me up. Thanks Matt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;When we reached the top floor where the swimming pool is, the rain came down. Then while Praise and Worship it came heavier. When them getting baptism, the rain was super heavy. They are shaking in the pool and we are shaking next to the pool. Totally wet, inside out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;After packing we went out for a group photo. Then head straight to the Big Bird Chicken Rice shop, as usual. On the way there we were sharing umbrella. The dinner was great and we were treated by Uncle and Aunty Nah. Thanks Uncle and Aunty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;The leaders and some people left and the rest of us have to head to the MRT station. We waited awhile then head off to the battle. It was really like trekking and battling the rain. Girls screaming and everybody totally wet. The last part was the most memorable as the water was kinda deep and gotta walk for quite long in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;A Baptism service to remember. And congratulation to Sulin, Alicia, Ah Siang, Jason, Bevis, Rebecca and a uncle from E1 CG. It's the most greatest choice to choose to follow Jesus for the rest of your life.&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/17260544-116651347334756608?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116651347334756608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116651347334756608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-wow-yesterdays-baptism-service-was.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-116651189416423177</id><published>2006-12-19T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T15:05:36.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh man~ Christmas coming...Got so many gifts wanna buy for friends but just lack of cash. lols. Really wish to bless everybody at this period of giving.  Those who didn't get a present from me, please don't blame me. I will get a present for you when i got cash. Sorry~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I must get rich so i can bless others and do great stuff in Jesus' Name. Not being limited by finances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;There's this time, few weeks back, me and kelvin went to have lunch after Makan House and some kids follow us there at Kallang 5 coffee-shop. I wanted so much to buy food to bless them but was limited by the money i have. In the end only got them drinks and toasts. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Then the day after during Dec Bible Sms Competition, i won!! Never ever won anything till that day. Was really surprised. But God spoke to me on that situation, that i must really have faith for my financial state and trust in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Sow in faith,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Give to the poor in faith,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Tithe in faith,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Accept the offering messages in faith that it will too happen to me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh yes~ Also happy that Christmas is here can celebrate it with my dearest churchmates. Looking forward to those greatly planned Christmas Eve, Christmas and New Year Eve Services. =)&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/17260544-116651189416423177?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116651189416423177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116651189416423177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-man-christmas-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-116632242323153538</id><published>2006-12-17T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T15:24:50.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Recently got so much going on everywhere. But just lazy to have it written on my blog. Sorry to those who have been waiting for updates. lols...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;This week have to write out in a form of testimony of how God touches me in the RN Getaway camp 2006. This should be easy as there's so many things happening for me to write about but the hardest part are to have my thoughts collected together and put it on paper or email. The other thing is that it's too hard to face all that been resurfaced by God and more to come, too hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Pastor said things won't only change in camp but what's important is what happen after camp. Will the bringing up of stuff and healing still continue? Will the revival be preserve and bring to another level? Things might seem to be even worse after camp as there are issues to face and character to change. The week after coming back from camp, I had a big quarrel with my brother. And this week I had a bigger dispute with him and my mum. My brother started to sound like my past-away dad, which is VERY very scary. How can anybody understand how I feel? God I really need to depend on You to bring me through this, make me stronger emotionally and physically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;If i don't get over all this, how can i give to others what i do not have? How can i tell others that God will change situation back home and also in your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; There's an email from Daryl to my camp group he said, "Guys let's keep on going and no matter what don't turn back..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup don't give up the works that God started in me. And in this New Year I want to be like a piece of paper that been covered with correction tape and Scott tape. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Everything be erase in Jesus' Name. A renew person for God to work on. Amen!!&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/17260544-116632242323153538?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116632242323153538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116632242323153538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/12/recently-got-so-much-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-116463616188648585</id><published>2006-11-27T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T10:49:41.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Psalm 27:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;The one thing I ask of the LORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;      the thing I seek most -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;   is to live in the house of the LORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; all the days of my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;      delighting in the LORD'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;s perfections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;      and meditating in his Temple.&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/17260544-116463616188648585?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116463616188648585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116463616188648585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/11/psalm-274-one-thing-i-ask-of-lord.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-116445693931058724</id><published>2006-11-25T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T20:35:05.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Some photos we took at the Motorshow 2006. I love those cool looking cars, mainly i fall in love with sport cars. And came across those cool bikes, i always wish i can get a ride on a bike. I wish i can own a sport car and a bike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/1600/46048/DSCF0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/200/108687/DSCF0005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/1600/553515/DSCF0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/200/699741/DSCF0012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/1600/312189/DSCF0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/200/417325/DSCF0010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/1600/853656/DSCF0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/200/978915/DSCF0009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/1600/222306/DSCF0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/200/638772/DSCF0013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/1600/36141/DSCF0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/200/749421/DSCF0016.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/1600/219848/DSCF0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/200/526974/DSCF0018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/1600/294155/DSCF0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/200/983715/DSCF0021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/1600/961892/DSCF0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/200/257642/DSCF0024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/1600/578299/DSCF0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/200/742316/DSCF0028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-116445693931058724?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116445693931058724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116445693931058724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/11/some-photos-we-took-at-motorshow-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-116445615191215484</id><published>2006-11-25T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T20:02:32.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ha! This hand belongs to me!! I'm wearing my new ring. Cool right? Lol my hand look so fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/1600/864902/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1105/1069/200/338324/6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-116445615191215484?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116445615191215484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116445615191215484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/11/ha-this-hand-belongs-to-me-im-wearing.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-116435640635052056</id><published>2006-11-24T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T16:24:29.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recently read this verses which is quite cool to turn the "you" to "me or I." I change it to my context la.. Something like my prayer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;1 Cor 1:4-9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Whitney gives thanks to God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; I always thank my God for the gracious gifts he has given me, now that I belong to Christ Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Through him, God has enriched my church in every way - with all of our eloquent words and all of our knowledge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;This confirms that what I was told about Christ is true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Now I have every spiritual gift I need as I eagerly wait for the return of our Lord Jesus Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;He will keep me strong to the end so that I will be free from all blame on the day when our Lord Jesus Christ returns. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;God will do this, for he is faithful to do what he says, and he has invited me into partnership with his Son, Jesus Christ our Lord.&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/17260544-116435640635052056?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116435640635052056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116435640635052056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/11/recently-read-this-verses-which-is.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-116248319861587936</id><published>2006-11-03T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T08:15:22.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;OH LORD, I will break my harden heart for You again and again. Father i really need more of You in my daily life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;_+_+_+_+_+_+_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;_+_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;_+_+_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;_+_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Lord, I am sorry for all i have done, going back and fro on my faith and love for You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Lord, I was wrong on what is going on in my thoughts and my daily life. Help me straighten my life once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Lord, what can i do to make it right with You and everyone around me? Those love ones i have hurt deeply. And the sorrow i bring to Your heart. Father let the people i have hurt to forgive me and acceptance of who i am and who i am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Lord, I'll try not to do that again. Jesus grant me strength and choices of determination, diligence, self-control and perseverance. I can't promise anything but God i will stay in Your presence forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Lord, will You please forgive me? And believe in me? I have faith in You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;_+_+_+_+_+_+_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;_+_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;_+_+_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;_+_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I Believe - Hillsong Mighty To Save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now i know there's a better way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love you more and more each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I put my faith in the one i love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I believe in God above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I believe, I believe, I believe in the Son of God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm alive in you Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No one could ever save my soul but You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Forever, forever, forever I'll praise Your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;_+_+_+_+_+_+_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;_+_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;_+_+_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;_+_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Praises of Your mighty works should come out of my heart and wonders of Your grace ought to be a testimony in my life. Truly, how wonderful, glorious and magnificent He is. I just fall in love with worshipping You once again. Thank You, Lord for giving me a chance to find my first love back. Now not yet till the fullness, but i will continue knocking on Your door.&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/17260544-116248319861587936?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116248319861587936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116248319861587936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-lord-i-will-break-my-harden-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-116237344309440879</id><published>2006-11-01T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T17:30:43.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PRAY &amp; FAST for church growth and revival to all &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/17260544-116237344309440879?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116237344309440879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116237344309440879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/11/pray-fast-for-church-growth-and.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-116237330538083960</id><published>2006-11-01T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T17:28:25.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh man, I just heard a terrible news. My primary school friend, Lian Siah, his dad just pass away today due to stroke.  That friend of mine, i know him for around 8+ years le. His dad had high blood pressure and kept drinking alcohol. On this monday, he had stroke and hospitalize till today then pass away due to brain dead. Terrible!! It makes me remember of how my dad pass away. But my dad just suddenly blood rush to brain and dead even before reaching hospital. Thank God, at least my dad won't have to suffer much pain. Haiz sad news. Hope his mum and family is fine, don't be too sad. Its life~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Today after CG will drop by his house and pay his dad a respect. Have to contact other primary school friends and secondary school friends too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Peace and good health to all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;-whiT"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-116237330538083960?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116237330538083960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116237330538083960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-man-i-just-heard-terrible-news.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-116107223469185392</id><published>2006-10-17T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T16:05:38.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6XDvqxL2Nrc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6XDvqxL2Nrc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Mighty To Save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;      Everyone needs compassion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Love that's never failing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Let mercy fall on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Everyone needs forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The kindness of a Saviour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The hope of nations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Saviour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;He can move the mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;My God is mighty to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;He is mighty to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Author of salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;He rose and conquered the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Jesus conquered the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;      So take me as You find me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;All my fears and failures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Fill my life again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I give my life to follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Everything I believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Now I surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Shine Your light and let the whole world see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;We're singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;For the glory of the risen King&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/17260544-116107223469185392?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116107223469185392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116107223469185392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/10/mighty-to-save-everyone-needs.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-116106989508531522</id><published>2006-10-17T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T15:25:15.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fire Fall Down - Hillsong United&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wHjw_aWWXcA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wHjw_aWWXcA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-116106989508531522?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116106989508531522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/116106989508531522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/10/fire-fall-down-hillsong-united.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115990266822946652</id><published>2006-10-04T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T03:20:07.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/Imposter%20onigiri.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/Imposter%20onigiri.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Thanks Don for this super cute website!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Everybody must go and see this; "Cooking Cute:A Bento site."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" href="http://www.cookingcute.com/index.htm"&gt;http://www.cookingcute.com/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;+++==+++==+++==+++==+++==+++==+++==+++==+++==+++==+++==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;+++==+++==+++==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;About Bento: (From the website)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/50th%20bento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/200/50th%20bento.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Bento, or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;o-bento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;, refers to a packaged,  single-portion, portable meal that is usually eaten at lunch, but also comes in  larger sizes meant for use at picnics, dinner, and parties. A bento generally  consists of rice or noodles and some form of protein (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;e.g.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;, meat,  poultry, fish, tofu) accompanied by side dishes of raw, simmered, or pickled  vegetables. There are many different types of bento boxes, ranging from  traditional handcrafted wooden lacquerware to disposable containers - see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" href="bento_boxes_and_accessories.htm" rel="tag"&gt;Bento Boxes and Accessories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;  for examples. Most bento boxes have compartments or internal dividers for  separate dishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="body" align="justify"&gt;Bento is an art form in Japan. Japanese women spend  a good part of their mornings preparing bento for their families - there is even  a sense of competition among mothers to see who can produce the most cute,  appetizing, and healthy lunch for their children. Modern Japanese culture  virtually revolves around compact cuteness. The variety of designer bento boxes,  food liners, wiener and cookie cutters, egg molds, food picks, and other  bento-ware used to create these mini-masterpieces is amazing and overwhelming.  Check out some of the Japanese bento blogs in the &lt;a href="linksandresources.htm" rel="tag"&gt;Links and Resources&lt;/a&gt; section for truly  incredible edibles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: arial;" class="body" align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/Beary%20good%20fren.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/200/Beary%20good%20fren.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" class="body" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The bento I pack are not quite so fancy. I enjoy  food presentation and like to make my food as cute as possible, but as a busy  professional that gets mauled at work on a daily basis, I don't have the time  necessary to churn out super-bento (although I get inspired every so often!).  I've found that preparing healthy and visually appealing bento lunches in the  mornings is quite doable - especially with good planning, a well-stocked pantry  and freezer, the aforementioned bento-ware, and the plethora of frozen and  prepared foods available at local and Asian groceries.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" class="body" align="justify"&gt;If you haven't tried making bento yet, you should  give it a go! It is said that when you eat a bento lunch prepared by a loved  one, the preparer's feelings for you are transmitted through the food (think  &lt;em&gt;Like Water for Chocolate&lt;/em&gt;). What could be better than sending a bit of  love and cuteness to your loved ones - or yourself - every day? ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;+++==+++==+++==+++==+++==+++==+++==+++==+++==+++==+++==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;+++==+++==+++==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115990266822946652?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115990266822946652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115990266822946652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/10/thanks-don-for-this-super-cute-website.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115977229860196481</id><published>2006-10-02T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T14:58:18.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Overdue photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;My birthday photos~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/DSCF0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/200/DSCF0017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/DSCF0015.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/200/DSCF0015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115977229860196481?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115977229860196481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115977229860196481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/10/overdue-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115977011214261790</id><published>2006-10-02T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T14:34:35.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Some overdue photos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;On 16 Sep my dearest girlfrens celebrated my bday for me. I love them lor~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/16.09.06%201.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/200/16.09.06%201.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/16.09.06%203.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/200/16.09.06%203.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/16.09.06.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/200/16.09.06.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/16.09.06%206.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/200/16.09.06%206.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/16.09.06%204.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/200/16.09.06%204.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/16.09.06%205.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/200/16.09.06%205.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115977011214261790?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115977011214261790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115977011214261790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/10/some-overdue-photos-on-16-sep-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115976859614408295</id><published>2006-10-02T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T13:57:15.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;HAIZ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Now i should be on my way to work. Today i working at 2pm-11pm. But when i'm about to leave, i found out my keys missing and the house door is locked. Nobody can rescue me now!! I called my sis and bro, both of them said they did not see my keys around when they left the house. I even called my grandma to ask if i left it at her place last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;DOTS~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;I searched the whole house and i still couldn't find it. Luckily my sis today end classes at 2pm, i asked her to get back home and open the door for me. But my work place key is with my whole bunch of keys. No choice la, today need to ask John to lend me his key. So i called my manager to tell her this, she asked me to get to work by 4pm. Yeah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Working is very tiring. Gotta stand and smile for 8hrs or 12hrs a day. After work still need to pack up and count stock for another 1hr. Most days when i do closing, i'll reach home at around 12am sia. But at least i can use my wages to pay for my expenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Working at Bugis always get to see my friends around. Last week, i saw my pri sch, ITE and church friends. Last Sat i saw Su and Sarah, so happy to see them. :) The other time i saw Kel, zYing, Sulin and Qiwen. There so boring then when see a friend, so happy can talk to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;I don't know what to say le, so bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115976859614408295?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115976859614408295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115976859614408295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/10/haiz-now-i-should-be-on-my-way-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115950624594862954</id><published>2006-09-29T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T16:18:30.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Su42dX0JO_M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Su42dX0JO_M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Love Song for a Savior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;In open fields of wild flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;She breathes the air and flies away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;(She thanks her Jesus for) the daisies and the roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;In no simple language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Someday she'll understand the meaning of it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;He's more than the laughter or the stars in the heavens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;As close as a heartbeat or a song on her lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Someday she'll trust Him and learn how to see Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Someday He'll call her and she will come running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;And fall in His arms, and the tears will fall down and she'll pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;[chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I want to fall in love with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I want to fall in love with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I want to fall in love with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I want to fall in love with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sitting silent, wearing Sunday best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;The sermon echoes through the walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;(A great salvation through) it calls to the people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Who stare into nowhere, and can't feel the chains on their souls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;He's more than the laughter or the stars in the heavens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;As close as a heartbeat or a song on our lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Someday we'll trust Him and learn how to see Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Someday He'll call us and we will come running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;And fall in His arms and the tears will fall down and we'll pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;[chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I want to fall in love with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I want to fall in love with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I want to fall in love with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I want to fall in love with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Do you want to pray?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;La la la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;It seems too easy to call You Savior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Not close enough to call you God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;(So as I sit and think of) words I can mention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;To show my devotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;[chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I want to fall in love with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I want to fall in love with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I want to fall in love with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I want to fall in love with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;[3x]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;My heart beats for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115950624594862954?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115950624594862954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115950624594862954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-song-for-savior-in-open-fields-of.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115933383699483463</id><published>2006-09-27T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T13:15:21.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ezekiel 36:26  And I will give you a new heart with new and right desires, and I will put a new spirit in you. I will take out your stony heart of sin and give you a new obedient heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Marvelous, Infinite, Matchless grace, Freely bestowed on all who believe! You that are longing to see His face, will you this moment His grace receive? -Johnston.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;God's grace accepted is God's peace experienced.&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/17260544-115933383699483463?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115933383699483463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115933383699483463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/09/ezekiel-3626-and-i-will-give-you-new.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115924564186870697</id><published>2006-09-26T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T11:38:48.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dw7orGUz8TU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dw7orGUz8TU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;AT THE CROSS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Oh Lord You've searched me,&lt;br /&gt;You know my way;&lt;br /&gt;Even when I fail You,&lt;br /&gt;I know You love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Your holy presence&lt;br /&gt;Surrounding me&lt;br /&gt;In every season,&lt;br /&gt;I know You love me;&lt;br /&gt;I know You love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;At the cross I bow my knee,&lt;br /&gt;Where Your blood was shed for me,&lt;br /&gt;There's no greater love than this.&lt;br /&gt;You have overcome the grave,&lt;br /&gt;Your glory fills the highest place,&lt;br /&gt;What can separate me now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You go before me,&lt;br /&gt;You shield my way,&lt;br /&gt;Your hand upholds me;&lt;br /&gt;I know You love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And when the earth fades,&lt;br /&gt;Falls from my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And You stand before me,&lt;br /&gt;I know You love me;&lt;br /&gt;I know You love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You tore the veil, You made a way&lt;br /&gt;When You said that it is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/17260544-115924564186870697?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115924564186870697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115924564186870697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/09/at-cross-oh-lord-youve-searched-me-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115860895650953705</id><published>2006-09-19T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T03:52:06.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;happy birthday to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO WHITNEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;happy birthday to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;19 September is my birthday. Thank God for creating me, always being there for me, teaching and guiding my every step. Thanks for placing me in Revival Nation, a place where i can grow with great guardian. My future is in Your hand and i have faith that my future will be great having God in my life is just so wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Psalm 139:13-17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother's womb. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvelous&lt;/span&gt;--and how well I know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt; You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion, as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt; You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed. How precious are your thoughts about me, O God! They are innumerable!&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/17260544-115860895650953705?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115860895650953705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115860895650953705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-to-you-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115830679255002124</id><published>2006-09-15T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T15:53:12.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;My dear Ting Ting on newspaper, she's on the bottom left hand side. Oh gosh, ain't she's lovely? While my other friend, Donovan is on the top right hand corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-family: arial;"&gt;So happy for Ting to be able to perform the God given ability of her photography skills at IMF. Hope she will learn from this experience and be recognize by all people. I believe one day she will be an top photographer that shoot only the best and also honor God through her abilities. AMEN! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/Ting%20on%20newspaper%20140906%20edited.0.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/Ting%20on%20newspaper%20140906%20edited.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115830679255002124?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115830679255002124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115830679255002124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-dear-ting-ting-on-newspaper-shes-on.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115830620558810134</id><published>2006-09-15T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T15:43:25.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Light a candle for the innocent victims of online child abuse; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;" href="http://www.lightamillioncandles.com/counter.jsp"&gt;http://www.lightamillioncandles.com/counter.jsp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115830620558810134?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115830620558810134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115830620558810134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/09/light-candle-for-innocent-victims-of.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115830464077484720</id><published>2006-09-15T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T15:17:20.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh yesterday my Connect Group bought a cake, cheesecake, to celebrate those September babies, there was Calyn, Kit Mei, Whit and Elaine. They are so sweet right! I think it's not only about the cake I am happy with, but was the time we spend chatting while eating the cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/SeptBdayCake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/SeptBdayCake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And thanks B2 for my present, i love it. Ting good choice na. I'll post a pic of that cap soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255); text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; Last Sunday, i thought B2 is going to make a announcement or what. God knows they wanna give me my present. OH!! So shocking for me, i think i looked like im freaking out in front of everyone. Everyone, my love ones from church sang the most memorable birthday song for me. Thank you guys!!! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115830464077484720?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115830464077484720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115830464077484720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-yesterday-my-connect-group-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115830088617626545</id><published>2006-09-15T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T14:16:12.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;This is the song that never fail to bring tears flowing down my cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;I want to have this kind of love. A guy that won't give up on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.H.E - I Love You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;" Remember to wait, wait for me .... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nnf3bGC2qLc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nnf3bGC2qLc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115830088617626545?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115830088617626545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115830088617626545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-song-that-never-fail-to-bring.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115812317581636549</id><published>2006-09-13T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T14:22:53.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Youth Donor Club always sent me email on their activities. And for the month of September, they organized a Kayaking course, details as follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Kayaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(One star course, certified, two days course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Date: 30th Sept and 1st Oct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Time: 9am to 5.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Venue: SAF Yatch Club @ Sembawang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Cost: $37 including GST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The first thing that come in to my mind when i saw this email is, I WANT TO GO!! But then when i looked carefully on the date, it's on Saturday and Sunday. So i will miss Sunday Service, which i haven't even miss one since i came in to Revival Nation. Oh sad~ How? What should i do? By the way, i haven't ask Sis von, i will consult her before i make my decisions de. HA!&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/17260544-115812317581636549?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115812317581636549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115812317581636549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/09/youth-donor-club-always-sent-me-email.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115812221136267085</id><published>2006-09-13T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:36:51.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What's done cannot be undone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Macbeth, Act V, sc. i&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/17260544-115812221136267085?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115812221136267085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115812221136267085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/09/whats-done-cannot-be-undone.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115708833198896703</id><published>2006-09-01T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T13:25:32.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I was reading this book, The 5 Love Languages. There's this part where i believe is very true to me and some of the churchmates. It's under the primary love language physical touch. True right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;A pat on the back, a kiss on the cheek, a tender touch to the arm, holding hands, and embracing are all dialects of the love language physical touch. XX revealed her own primary love language when she said, "One of the things i like most about my church is that the people are huggers. When i leave church, my love tank is full. I can make it through a difficult week knowing that the people at my church love me."&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/17260544-115708833198896703?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115708833198896703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115708833198896703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-was-reading-this-book-5-love.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115699579128117937</id><published>2006-08-31T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T11:43:48.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/Uzumaki.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/400/Uzumaki.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Saw the picture on top (not i took one, found it online) , it's Uzumaki Japanese ice cream. And i just found a job there, selling ice cream. So simple and sometimes relaxing. Yesterday was my first day at work, and i got to know 3 guys. Gim spent most of the time with me, slacking as it's raining heavily. He is so funny, telling me cold jokes and also teaching me how to function the machine and everything la. Hopefully can get to know more people :) Yesterday was so bored as it's raining for a few hours and i can even take out my bible to read. Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;My pay is not that high as i'm only working as Part timer. But i strictly no work on Thurday and Sunday as it's for church. My pay will mostly go to my expenses and to Building fund. Amen! God blessed me with this job, i have been looking for job and i want a relax working environment. So thank God!!&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/17260544-115699579128117937?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115699579128117937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115699579128117937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/08/saw-picture-on-top-not-i-took-one.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115644293209897686</id><published>2006-08-25T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T02:14:56.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/20.8.06%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/200/20.8.06%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/20.8.06.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/200/20.8.06.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;20 August 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Yes we went out again~! And it costed me to be late for Service. Aiya poor time management. Opps! I'll change.. Amen!!&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/17260544-115644293209897686?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115644293209897686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115644293209897686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/08/20-august-2006-yes-we-went-out-again.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115644260682182329</id><published>2006-08-25T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T02:03:48.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/29.7.06%201.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/200/29.7.06%201.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;29 July 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;HeeHee.. Went out shopping with my girls, we chatted, we laughed, we teased &amp; we even talked about our future.. DOTs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I love them..  We always talked about how we afraid that we might lose touch in the future.. Haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I hope i'll win them in to the Kingdom of God. So i'll have eternal life with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I love you girLs :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/29.7.06.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/29.7.06.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115644260682182329?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115644260682182329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115644260682182329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/08/29-july-2006-heehee.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115619031142514135</id><published>2006-08-22T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T04:01:51.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Come on people, don't give up~!! Keep walking with faith. There's always ups and downs in life, just like what God promises trials and testings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Deut 8:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Remember how the LORD your God led you through the wilderness for forty years, humbling you and testing you to prove your character, and to find out whether or not you would really obey his commands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;1 Peter 1:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;These trials are only to test your faith, to show that it is strong and pure. It is being tested as fire tests and purifies gold--and your faith is far more precious to God than mere gold. So if your faith remains strong after being tried by fiery trials, it will bring you much praise and glory and honor on the day when Jesus Christ is revealed to the whole world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;1 Peter 4:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Instead, be very glad--because these trials will make you partners with Christ in his suffering, and afterward you will have the wonderful joy of sharing his glory when it is displayed to all the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;_-_-_-_-_-_-__-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Failure doesn't mean you are a failure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;it does mean you haven't succeeded yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Failure doesn't mean you have accomplished nothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;it does mean you have learnt something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Failure doesn't mean you have been a fool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;it does mean you had a lot of faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Failure doesn't mean you have been disgraced...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;it does mean you were willing to try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Failure doesn't mean you don't have it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;it does mean you have to do something in a different way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Failure doesn't mean you are inferior...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;it does mean you are not perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Failure doesn't mean you've wasted your life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;it does mean you've got a reason to start afresh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Failure doesn't mean you should give up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;it does mean you should try harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Failure doesn't mean you'll never make it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;it does mean it will take a little longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;_-_-_-_-_-_-__-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115619031142514135?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115619031142514135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115619031142514135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/08/come-on-people-dont-give-up-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115618928421625368</id><published>2006-08-22T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T03:42:10.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Carrie Underwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Jesus, Take The Wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b6Ks6D3gQw8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b6Ks6D3gQw8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Inside Your Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ttdMTw9zN2U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ttdMTw9zN2U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115618928421625368?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115618928421625368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115618928421625368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/08/carrie-underwood-jesus-take-wheel.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115618654695501507</id><published>2006-08-22T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T03:20:43.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;A email was forwarded to me by a friend, it's a personality quest. The topic is "What the others see in you." I think it's kinda 92% true about me. What do you think?? True about me? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;_._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I scored 52;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Others see you as an exciting, highly volatile, rather impulsive personality; a natural leader, who is quick to make decisions, though not always the right ones. They see you as bold and adventuresome, someone who will try anything once; someone who takes chances and enjoys an adventure. They enjoy being in your company because of the excitement you radiate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;_._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;The part which says i'm "highly volatile and rather impulsive personality," oH yes it's true right. Volatile = Unstable, fickle, capricious, hot-tempered. Implusive = Rash, reckless, madcap, hasty, irresponsible, offhand. I'm super rash and irresponsible, which i'll really most of the time regretted on my action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm afraid of my daddy in the past but i boldly went out and ton at a guy's house with a few friends which i hardly knew, without calling back home telling anyone. Opps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;I went  clubbing  with friends in a gay club, my mummy asked me not go as i'll miss bedtime (Lolx she did not scold me for going) but i went with a mindset of FUN!! It's a great see opening for me. It's my first time to a dance floor and my friends pulled me up to the stage to dance. CooL! But i do agree that clubbing should open only for age over 18. People there dance too sexy and overly touchy. OPPS!! (&gt;,&lt;" )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;This is the 1st time i talked about this, not even my best friends knew this. I went to a pub which is my old work place, my friends organized a party. I knew most of the people there but there's also new faces. I was too high and a guy who i don't know which is drunk got advantaged of me. But lucky not a big hoo-ha la. AHHH!!!  (-_-"!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;I so wish to go on a holiday with friends to anywhere in this world. Money is the only thing that is blocking my way or else i'll been to many places by now. I always say this "if i have money, i'll take my passport right away and fly off to anywhere now." HA!!&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/17260544-115618654695501507?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115618654695501507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115618654695501507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/08/email-was-forwarded-to-me-by-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115589286984979126</id><published>2006-08-18T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T17:29:03.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Guys watch this, Bring It On: All or Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DeFPV6g0cSc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DeFPV6g0cSc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;If you wanna watch it's movie, you can download it from YouTube. It's the kind of movie i like..Ha!!&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/17260544-115589286984979126?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115589286984979126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115589286984979126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/08/guys-watch-this-bring-it-on-all-or.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115578640039737238</id><published>2006-08-17T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T11:46:40.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Read only if you have time for God*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me tell you, make sure you read all the way to the bottom. I almost deleted this email but I was blessed when I got to the end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God, when I received this e-mail, I thought... I don't have time for this... And, this is really inappropriate during work. Then, I realized that this kind of thinking is... Exactly, what has caused lot of the problems in our world today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We try to keep God in church on Sunday morning..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe, Sunday night...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And, the unlikely event of a midweek service.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We do like to have Him around during sickness..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And, of course, at funerals.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;However, we don't have time, or room, for Him during work or play... Because.. That's the part of our lives we think... We can, and should, handle on our own.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May God forgive me for ever thinking...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That... there is a time or place where..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE is not to be FIRST in my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We should always have time to remember all HE has done for us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If, You aren't ashamed to do this...Please follow the directions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus said, "If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you before my Father."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not ashamed?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pass this on ONLY IF YOU MEAN IT!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, I do Love God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE is my source of existence and Savior.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He keeps me functioning each and every day. Without Him, I will be nothing.But, with Christ, HE strengthens me. (Phil 4:13)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the simplest test.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If You Love God... And, are not ashamed of all the marvelous things HE has done for you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Send this to others.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*THE POEM*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I knelt to pray but not for long, I had too much to do. I had to hurry and get to work for bills would soon be due. So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And jumped up off my knees.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Christian duty was now done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My soul could rest at ease.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All day long I had no time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To spread a word of cheer. No time to speak of Christ to friends,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They'd laugh at me I'd fear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No time, no time, too much to do,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That was my constant cry,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No time to give to souls in need&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But at last the time, the time to die.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went before the Lord, I came, I stood with downcast eyes. For in his hands God held a book; It was the book of life. God looked into His book and said "Your name I cannot find. I once was going to write it down... But never found the time."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now do you have the time to pass it on? Make sure that you scroll through to the end.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easy vs. Hard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it so hard to tell the truth but Yet so easy to tell a lie?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why are we so sleepy in church but Right when the sermon is over we suddenly wake up?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it so hard to talk about God but yet so easy to talk about nasty stuff?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it so boring to look at a Christian magazine, but yet so easy to lookat a nasty one?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it so easy to delete a Godly e- mail, but yet we forward all of the nasty ones?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why are the churches getting smaller but yet the bars and dance clubs are getting larger?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you give up? Think about it. Are you going to forward this, or delete it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just remember- God is watching you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prayer Wheel -Let's see the devil stop this one! Here's what the wheel is all about. When you receive this, say a prayer for the person that sent it to you....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's all you have to do.... There is nothing attached.... This is so powerful.... Do not stop the wheel, please....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of all the free gifts we may receive, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Prayer* is the very best one.... There are no costs, but wonderful rewards... GOD BLESS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May God keep you and bless you. If this doesn't give you chills, nothing will...this message is very true. Hope you are all as blessed as I was from this story. I wonder how many people will delete this without reading it because of the title on it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New Englandtown. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak... "I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright. I stopped the lad and asked, "What you got there, son?" "Just some old birds," came the reply.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What are you gonna do with them?" I asked.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he answered "I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time""But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do?" "Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy. "They like birds. I'll take 'em to them."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The pastor was silent for a moment. "How much do you want for those birds, son?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister. They're just plain old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"How much?" the pastor asked again. The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, "$10?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot. Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. "Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Satan replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"And what will you do when you get done with them?" Jesus asked. "Oh, I'll kill 'em," Satan glared proudly. "How much do you want for them?" Jesus asked.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don't want those people!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"How much?" He asked again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your blood, tears and your life."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus said, "DONE!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then He paid the price.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked from the pulpit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notes: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn't it funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn't it funny how someone can say "I believe in God" but still follow Satan (who, by the way, also "believes" in God).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn't it funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it to them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn't it funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I pray, for everyone who sends this to their entire address book, they will be blessed by God in a way special for them. And send it back to the person who sent it, to let them know that indeed it was sent out to many more.&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/17260544-115578640039737238?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115578640039737238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115578640039737238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/08/read-only-if-you-have-time-for-god-let.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115532137441830377</id><published>2006-08-12T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T11:54:43.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,204)font-family:arial;" &gt;To Sian Aik, I found what U wanted. Pst Lia's friendster account address. Woa took me so long to find it because i deleted it from my computer. Lol waste my time.. Na here U go; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,204); FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="8056425"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/8056425&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,204)font-family:arial;" &gt;People who wanna read Pst Lia's bday wishes can go check it out la, touching words and sincere blissings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,204)font-family:arial;" &gt;-whiT"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115532137441830377?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115532137441830377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115532137441830377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-sian-aik-i-found-what-u-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115449098970182460</id><published>2006-08-02T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T12:11:01.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;na-- na-- na na na na na repeat 3 times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make I make in You &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/cdhillsongkids_superstronggod.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/cdhillsongkids_superstronggod.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You make me move, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Every breath I take&lt;br /&gt;I breathe in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step I take I take in You&lt;br /&gt;You are my way, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Every breath I take&lt;br /&gt;I breathe in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waves of mercy&lt;br /&gt;Waves of grace&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I look&lt;br /&gt;I see Your face&lt;br /&gt;Your love has captured me&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God, this love&lt;br /&gt;How can it be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115449098970182460?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115449098970182460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115449098970182460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/08/na-na-na-na-na-na-na-repeat-3-times.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115371948188662481</id><published>2006-07-24T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T02:14:36.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was looking around in Friendster and i came across Pastor Lia's friendster account. Oh it's an old forgotten account. But it's filled with near to 60 testimonials of heart felt words to Pastor Lia during her birthday in 2004. Yea it'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;s an very old account, only at work in the early months of 2004. I was reading those testimonials, i felt deeply touched by those words they used to discribed Ps Lia and Ps How's love and care for all of them, and how both Pastors changed their lifes. Wow i felt the presence of God while reading them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/Ps%20How%20%26%20Ps%20Lia.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/200/Ps%20How%20%26%20Ps%20Lia.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of the testimony; "Pastor Lia ... that you have really impacted my life. I ... disappointing you much, but you did not give up on me, believing in me. ...  The race you are running, i with you always, by yourside as Aaron lifting up Moses's hands. ..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;She is really an inspiration at everybody she have touch. For youth to love her and Ps How so deeply, and whole heartly willingly to run with their vision, they MUST be really amazing. I too looked up to them. A hugh thanks to both Ps Lia and Ps How for sowing in my Ps CJ's life too. Ps CJ is too so amazing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a changed person after attending the Heart of God church's "Heart to Heart with Pastors." It impacted me so much, changed me, renew my christian walk and too let me realised so much about God and His love. I love this motto, "Love God, Love people."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;God i want to fully be able to be like-minded with my Pastor and leaders. 2 Timothy 3:10 "But you have carefully followed my doctrine, manner of life, purpose, faith, longsuffering, love, perseverance..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;God you use people with scars or limps, to mold them in to great man or woman. So God, show me, teach me, mold me, use me!!! Even though i have failed Your Mission test, Mercy test, Money test, Morals test, or Main test, give me another chance to pass it. I WILL COMPLETE MY WALK WITH YOU!!!&lt;/strong&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/17260544-115371948188662481?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115371948188662481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115371948188662481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-was-looking-around-in-friendster-and.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115359968578728442</id><published>2006-07-23T04:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T04:25:54.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are photos i took with friends when we used to study at Tiong BK. I think it's when we'r secondary 3 or 4. I think i'm very fair, i look like white rabbit is it?? I'm still so fat back then ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/frenz%209.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/400/frenz%209.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/frenz%2010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/frenz%2011.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/400/frenz%2011.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/frenz%2014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/400/frenz%2014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115359968578728442?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115359968578728442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115359968578728442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/07/these-are-photos-i-took-with-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115359914677291425</id><published>2006-07-23T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T04:17:10.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/frenZ%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/frenZ%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A really funny photo of me when i'm in Primary 6. I'm the 2nd person from the right hand side. I looked so fat back then with no fashion taste. HAhaha!! I miss those good times ...&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/17260544-115359914677291425?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115359914677291425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115359914677291425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/07/really-funny-photo-of-me-when-im-in.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115359257434728612</id><published>2006-07-23T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T02:24:20.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll feel so unlove by my friends around me at times. As nobody really spend time to know more about me. I'm a quality time and physical touch person. Once somebody spend time chatting with me or to know more about me, i'll be feeling like i'm flying. When people give me a hug or hold my hands or pat my head, I JUST LOVE THEM SO MUCH. I'm easily please, easily love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today went to HoGc, during the first session, i cried so badly and just feel like hugging someone to feel not alone. As when people hugged me, i know they care for me and they understand me. I sat around guys, so no hugging, only side hug. But Halena sat near me, so i hugged her twice in that session. After the second session, on the way out i walked past Su and she hugged me so hard. Painful but i know she love me.. So happy lor~!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before i write this post, i talked to Pastor CJ on msn for awhile. I told her something about my future plan. At that short 10 minutes, just normal talking going on. She need to get some rest, so we ended it. She said she will talk to me more about it. After the whole conversation, i feel so loved as i know she care for me as she bother to talk to me and understand what's going on with me. I just wanna tell her this: "I love you, Pastor. Thanks for being in my life."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I truly believe in filling people's love tank, that's why i'll ask my friends what's their love languages? If you don't fill people's love tank, they will not know that you truly care about them. And when you fill people's love tank, they will be more open to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love God, love people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-whiT"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115359257434728612?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115359257434728612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115359257434728612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/07/ill-feel-so-unlove-by-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115350688735646094</id><published>2006-07-22T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T02:34:47.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday Beng Wei!! Today, 21 July 2006, we went out to celebrate his bday. Lian Siah drove to my house with Libin and Beng Wei at 10.15pm. Then we went to eat and drink alittle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/IMGP2108.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/IMGP2108.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Great time spent with them, chat about our future ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115350688735646094?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115350688735646094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115350688735646094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-beng-wei-today-21-july_22.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115350663756320237</id><published>2006-07-22T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T02:30:37.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/Beng_Siah_Libin.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/Beng_Siah_Libin.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Those 3 guys ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115350663756320237?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115350663756320237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115350663756320237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/07/those-3-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115350647623585478</id><published>2006-07-22T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T02:27:56.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/Beng_Whit1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/Beng_Whit1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Birthday boy and ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115350647623585478?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115350647623585478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115350647623585478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/07/birthday-boy-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115350632130993781</id><published>2006-07-22T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T02:25:21.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/Whit.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/Whit.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Alittle Absolut Mandrin Vodka with Mixer 7-Up ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115350632130993781?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115350632130993781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115350632130993781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/07/alittle-absolut-mandrin-vodka-with.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115342558424779238</id><published>2006-07-21T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T01:58:48.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where'd You Go&lt;/span&gt; by Fort Minor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YZ4WGTgYn5Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YZ4WGTgYn5Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I miss you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Seems like its been forever that you've been gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Please come back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;This song is so touching, so true. I hope I had spent more time with my daddy. The first few times listened to it, brought tears rowing down from my eyes. Thinking of my daddy.... I miss you so.... Please come back home....&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/17260544-115342558424779238?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115342558424779238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115342558424779238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/07/whered-you-go-by-fort-minor-whered-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115330091078622553</id><published>2006-07-19T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T17:24:03.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I redo the 5 Love Languages Quiz ; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greaterquest.com/LoveLanguages.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.greaterquest.com/LoveLanguages.asp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Score &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/4ever%20fren3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/400/4ever%20fren3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 - Words of Affirmation&lt;br /&gt;10 - Quality Time&lt;br /&gt;3 - Receiving of Gifts&lt;br /&gt;0 - Acts of Service&lt;br /&gt;10 - Physical Touch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115330091078622553?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115330091078622553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115330091078622553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-redo-5-love-languages-quiz-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115268516153344968</id><published>2006-07-12T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T14:19:21.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/jamUnited06_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/jamUnited06_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vocals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hillsong Vocals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our team exists to make known our magnificent Creator through song and heartfelt praise and worship. Our desire is to bring Him praise through every circumstance in ourlives - by using the gifts and talents that He has given us to bring Him thanks,devotion and glory in all we do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are a team of people from all walks of life, who week in and week out give our very best to serve this amazing church. If you have a passion for singing and a desire to use your voice to see the body of Christ encouraged and inspired to worship, then we invite you to join us!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our team gathers at 7:15pm every Wednesday night for teaching around the Psalms, training and to rehearse new songs. We also have Lifegroups, which are an amazing tool to help you meet new people and get connected.  We would love you to be involved and it is as simple as coming along on a Wednesday night and connecting with our new people's team, who will meet with you and help answer any questions you may have. It is my hope that you will prayerfully consider being a part of our team.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It would be our absolute pleasure to welcome you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessings, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Julie Bassett &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music Pastor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hillsong Church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115268516153344968?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115268516153344968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115268516153344968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/07/vocals-welcome-to-hillsong-vocals-our.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115222190928927021</id><published>2006-07-07T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T05:51:20.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Recently after receiving the news [on 2 July 2006] that I'm in for the Training Band B's training, I have been happily dreaming BIG!! Like wondering how am I going to improve my vocal and other aspect of my voice, wondering how the training Band B goes, thinking on what singing courses am I taking with the church singers, picturing how and when will I be starting to sing for God in front of people, and fantasizing me leading worship to God and for God in churches and for conferences. I'm ambitioning topping all of these with, visioning myself releasing my own Christian album [YES!! I even plan on the designs and colors], I hope I can start letting my imagination run riot till seeing myself writing songs. Woo~!! Such exciting future waiting for me, can u people feel my passion and see the fire in my eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have been using my holiday thinking of how my future will turn up. No matter what I believe and trust that my future is in good hands. Even if all else fails, I will rise in faith and continue my walk with God, side by side. I hate to think about the negatives, I'm a happy person and I trust on God with my decisions. Music is created by God and I believe the origin is; "With music and singing we celebrate your mighty acts. [Psalm 21:13b]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;On that day when I received the news that I'm in for Training Band B, I sang and worship God for around 2-3 hours at home, also practicing on my hearing, singing and giving thanks to God. I was so nervous on that day because I'm afraid that it wasn't what God have plan for me. I truly hope all will turn out the way I'm dreaming it to be. Bro Lionel broke the news to all who went for the audition, I pray that all will be in for the training and it really did turn out the way I prayed. I prayed that all will be in for training as I do not wish for any disappointment for my fellow music lover. Thank God!! So now I'm super looking forward till Pastor and the leaders come back and our training will commence and my future will begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Currently I'm listening and looking for other Christian songs online. Singing along and practicing on some songs that our church always sings. I love to read up on those Christian singers' biography, under their inspiring life stories, I'm starting to write on my biography, just going to post it on my blog when it's done and also send it to Sis von and Bro Lionel for them to know more about me. I'm hoping to go swimming and gym often as I hate to go for running so I'm going for swimming to lengthen my breathing, expand my lungs for singing and to build me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;All that I have mentioned is not to gain fame or to win people for myself even though I may sound ambition; earnestly I really want all that I'm dreaming, hoping and doing revolve for and around God, "With all I am my soul will bless Your Name".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Something that is really true and inspired me, from Jeremy Camp's biography; "Melissa shared a unique perspective with Jeremy, she told him if she ended up dying from her disease that as long as her death led one person to Christ that it would all be worth it." This inspired me to think that as long as my life and what I sing will lead people to Christ, it will all be worth everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;But I still got to face the truth is that I'm super terrified of being in the lime-light or people looking at me when I'm speaking as I have nightmare childhood memories that I have been trying so hard to kick off. When I'm speaking I have real low esteem which I prayed so hard to overcome. But I faithfully trust on, "Everything is subject to change."&lt;/span&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/17260544-115222190928927021?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115222190928927021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115222190928927021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/07/recently-after-receiving-news-on-2.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115199802922371250</id><published>2006-07-04T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T15:36:35.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huang Yida - Jerk&lt;br /&gt;[Opening Track of "Devil Beside You" Drama]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J9dsHuPA2c8"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J9dsHuPA2c8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115199802922371250?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115199802922371250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115199802922371250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/07/huang-yida-jerk-opening-track-of-devil_04.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115196241759424081</id><published>2006-07-04T05:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T05:35:38.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/1600/25200500342158l.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/200/25200500342158l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An amazing Love Story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home.... suddenly he asked the waiter. "would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously; why you have this hobby? He replied: "when I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I like playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there". While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home. Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee! Then the story was just like every beautiful love story , the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee e, as she knew that's the way he liked it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life,even though I have to drink the salty coffee again". Her tears made the letter totally wet.Someday, someone asked her: what's the taste of salty coffee? It's sweet. She replied.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is not to forget but to forgive, not to see but to understand, not to hear but to listen, not to let go but to HOLD ON !!!! Don't ever leave the one you love for the one you like, because the one you like will leave you for the one they love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find a guy, who calls you beautiful instead of hot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who calls you back when you hang up on him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who holds your hand in front of his friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "...that's her."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115196241759424081?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115196241759424081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115196241759424081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/07/amazing-love-story-he-met-her-on-party.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115156366018300447</id><published>2006-06-29T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T14:47:40.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What type of personality do you have?&lt;/h3&gt;      &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;" id="Panel_b"&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kind and Gentle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Your kindness is your charm - you are also gentle and sweet.  Everybody likes to be around people with your personality.   Like a psychologist, people like to talk to you to discuss their problems because you are proper and discrete, as well as  confident.  You look mature and people respect you.  People with this kind of character are few and far between.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Oh is it? Im really not sure about this...  =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115156366018300447?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115156366018300447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115156366018300447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-type-of-personality-do-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115156321687077254</id><published>2006-06-29T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T14:40:16.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Another~ personality test, all tests so short, easy to do and understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your Personality love style?&lt;/span&gt;                           &lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" id="Panel_b"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; You desire a love that will last forever. You are quite serious about finding this type of love,  and that's why you think carefully about the men that you meet before deciding whether you could  really love them. You don't just develop a crush on someone overnight: you look at a person's  personality and other aspects of their life before deciding to form an attachment. If a guy doesn't  meet your expectations, you would rather be alone. Your love has to be perfect. Be careful though,  you could be missing out on some worthy relationships because your standards are so high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;__________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;If i ever really fell in love, and i told you i love you. You have met my expectations, lucky you. This results is SO TRUE. I don't care if i miss out on some worthy relationships, bcos i want to meet my own standards. Ya you can say i'm selfish. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;So if i tell you i like someone, i really do not crush on him just a day. Ya  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115156321687077254?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115156321687077254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115156321687077254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-personality-test-all-tests-so.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115156252051831270</id><published>2006-06-29T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T14:28:40.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Another personality test; results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The Real You&lt;/h3&gt;       &lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You've got great self-confidence and you're full of charm. Most guys who get to know you will be attracted to you. You are far from sweet and proper; your intriguing personality fascinates them. Most guys find it easy to fall for a girl like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You don't really care about other people's feelings. You do things the way you want and usually think only about yourself. You are easy-going and love to have fun, but you can be irresponsible as well. You are not keen on serious discussions because they can make you remember that life isn't always about parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are a bright, cheerful and bubbly person. You are thoughtful and considerate, and like to have fun. Everybody feels comfortable around you because of your pleasant nature. When you walk into a room, people's eyes are likely to be drawn to you because of your charm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="Label4"&gt;Your peers think of you as a fun person, but sometimes you can be a little irresponsible. You can be somewhat childish, and can try to ignore the fact that you will one day need to really grow up and be a mature adult! Perhaps you could start reading good books; they might help you look at the world in a different light. You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="Label4"&gt;do want to be taken seriously, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Your boyfriend believes that you are a strong and independent person. Your confidence and cheerfulness make you an attractive person to be around, but sometimes you need to pay more attention to what other people, including your boyfriend, are thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115156252051831270?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115156252051831270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115156252051831270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-personality-test-results-real.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115155774937576355</id><published>2006-06-29T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T14:25:48.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aloha! Sentosa&lt;br /&gt;Church-Wide Family Outing&lt;br /&gt;When: &lt;em&gt;9 July, Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: &lt;em&gt;10.00 am - 7.00 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Youth : &lt;em&gt;$12&lt;/em&gt;  [Includes Island entry,Bus ride,Luge ride,Treasure Hunt &amp; BBQ]&lt;br /&gt;Adults: &lt;em&gt;$15&lt;/em&gt;  [Imbiah Thrill: Carlsberg Sky Tower, Sentosa 4D Magix, Luge Ride, BBQ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come be a part of US! Not apart from us. Hahaha  =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17260544-115155774937576355?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115155774937576355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115155774937576355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/06/upcoming-events-aloha-sentosa-church.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17260544.post-115156170386617340</id><published>2006-06-29T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T14:15:03.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Personality test; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);" href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to know yourself better; results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your views on education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label9"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label9"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label9"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I think the results is true for me. Btw i love personality tests, so if u have, send to me ok? Muack~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label9"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="Label9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-whiT"&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/17260544-115156170386617340?l=childlikelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115156170386617340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17260544/posts/default/115156170386617340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childlikelove.blogspot.com/2006/06/personality-test-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>-Whit'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13349087721607143581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1105/1069/320/mY%20pic41.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
