<?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-554938664536519110</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:21:42.067+08:00</updated><category term='last performance at muchuan'/><category term='Time Not Enough'/><category term='Eugene and his puppet Elmo'/><category term='The applause of Heaven by Max Lucado'/><category term='Lessons on Wrinkles'/><category term='Chinese salad'/><category term='mixing bowl'/><category term='River n Traffic Light'/><category term='ice age video clip'/><category term='Why always sick?'/><category term='know your value to love yourself'/><category term='my first web designing project'/><category term='Weiyang sing Honey Honey'/><category term='Learning is a process of progression'/><category term='Mission accomplished'/><category term='News on Bill Gates'/><title type='text'>Sketches of Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Everyday is a brand new page of sketches!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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sketches..and then proceed on to my new sketchbook called &lt;a href="http://www.dancewithsketches.blogspot.com"&gt;"Dance with Sketches".&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dancewithsketches.blogspot.com"&gt;www.dancewithsketches.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers:)&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful life and a wonderful weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Angeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-5014513387972649477?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/5014513387972649477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=5014513387972649477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/0NEkN8XBUhs' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/0NEkN8XBUhs'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of my favourite Song!&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it nice?&lt;br /&gt;Hee..Ganbatte Jason..my dear brother in Christ!&lt;br /&gt;And once again...congrate for becoming a daddy soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-4977053070325677438?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/4977053070325677438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-2956311118314869842</id><published>2008-09-16T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:57:55.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Debussy - Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/jaKlvabR4kQ' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/jaKlvabR4kQ'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow, I seems to find myself in a magical world of Music..Bravo Cheryl!!!&lt;br /&gt;So regret that I missed your wonderful performance then...&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that you have got it recorded.&lt;br /&gt;I praise the Lord for the wonderful talent He planted in you!&lt;br 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Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-3195871408928525723</id><published>2008-08-16T12:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T14:09:01.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, day of judgement</title><content type='html'>Here is a good news which I would like to share with you guys..&lt;br /&gt;Finally, God bring judgment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Suspected serial molester nabbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted: 14 August 2008 2303 hrs&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE : Police have nabbed a 41-year-old man believed to be behind a string of molest cases in the eastern part of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was his latest molest attempt, at a housing estate in Tampines on Wednesday, that led to his arrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 10.45am, the man had followed his 15-year-old victim into a lift and asked her to help him move the bicycle so that the lift door could shut properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then that the girl felt his elbow brush against her breast. She later reported the matter to her parents, who went to the police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following investigations, police arrested the suspect at about 2.20pm, and are linking him to a rash of similar cases in housing estates in Tampines, Simei and Pasir Ris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will be charged on Friday. - CNA/ms&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-3195871408928525723?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/3195871408928525723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=3195871408928525723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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History/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/DMF_24cQqT0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/DMF_24cQqT0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-6008439417896884951?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/6008439417896884951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=6008439417896884951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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value='http://youtube.com/v/YWgz9shM_YE' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/YWgz9shM_YE'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check this out!!!&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well-Done!!!&lt;br /&gt;Great encouragement for a young chap with great determination!!!&lt;br /&gt;Way to Go George!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-6606403081377376584?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/6606403081377376584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=6606403081377376584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SCiGuu-FgBI/AAAAAAAABa4/N60x_TtmW4k/s1600-h/dancewithsketchesblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SCiGuu-FgBI/AAAAAAAABa4/N60x_TtmW4k/s400/dancewithsketchesblog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199553907239780370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi..In case you guys who has been MIA for a while didn't notice..&lt;br /&gt;I have started another page of sketches since my birthday on 9 May 2008.&lt;br /&gt;Its call &lt;a href="http://www.dancewithsketches.blogspot.com"&gt;Dance with Sketches&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;thus you might wanna go either direct to there by typing &lt;a href="http://www.dancewithsketches.blogspot.com"&gt;www.dancewithsketches.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; or you are always welcome to access thru clicking the link here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you real soon in my new page and continue our sketches of life there.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-8335816156612019536?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/8335816156612019536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=8335816156612019536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8335816156612019536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8335816156612019536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-new-blog-page.html' title='My new blog page'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SCiGuu-FgBI/AAAAAAAABa4/N60x_TtmW4k/s72-c/dancewithsketchesblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-5036735785985753955</id><published>2008-05-09T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T00:27:26.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Blog</title><content type='html'>Hello dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned I am gonna start the new page of my blog on this special day, which is today, My Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day of Joy and celebration...&lt;br /&gt;A day to share my happiness with everyone I love so dearly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do join me in the new blog &lt;a href="http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep this blog as it is..&lt;br /&gt;but will write my new entries in the new blog page...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the title of the new blog says... DANCE WITH SKETCHES...&lt;br /&gt;after...sketching thru with me..all these while...in Angel's sketchbook..&lt;br /&gt;its time to dance with all the sketches in our life...&lt;br /&gt;So join me in &lt;a href="http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put on your dancing shoes..and let's dance ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"See u there!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-5036735785985753955?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/5036735785985753955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=5036735785985753955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5036735785985753955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5036735785985753955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-new-blog.html' title='My New Blog'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-853651631233976271</id><published>2008-05-09T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T00:21:51.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Happy Birthday to Me!!!!"</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to me..Happy Birthday to me..Happy Birthday to me....Happy Birthday to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally my Sweet Birthday is here...&lt;br /&gt;hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got disconnected 5 mins before my birthday..and was grumbling..oh I am gonna miss all my birthday wishes at 12 midnite...&lt;br /&gt;Then my sister told me dun worry..you will have it..its God's present to you..&lt;br /&gt;and as surely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet managed to work again few mins before 12am..Phew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for this wonderful present and the first who gave me the present I wanted and needed most..at this moment..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first who wishes me on the dot (12am) is my new classmate Radhika..so sweet..thank u dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am already filled with sweetness and blessings for this new beginning of my 34th birthday...hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many asked me...Wah your birthday..seems like a Big Thing huh...&lt;br /&gt;One of my classmate even ask if its my 21st birthday..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;I told Sandra the other day...yes to me my Birthday is a BIG THING. Its the celebration for another year of blessings ended and a new beginning of blessings...in a brand new series..&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for all His wonderful blessing throught this year...&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful people..wonderful things...&lt;br /&gt;Lessons to discover more about life and self-value..&lt;br /&gt;The angels He gave me during this entire year..&lt;br /&gt;The buddies I have...&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful family....&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful work........nowsadays......&lt;br /&gt;all His providence that I have no lacking in any area.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Father in Heaven :)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for loving me..that much...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that the Lord will continue to bless me in this entire year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;And most of all...thank God for having you guys here in my blog reading...encouraging...sharing your life with me...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all your concern...&lt;br /&gt;For all your concerns..makes me wants to live even better..........and happier...&lt;br /&gt;cuz I know you care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank U guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving you guys always,&lt;br /&gt;Angeline (with sincere gratefulness).&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord who blessed me...bless u and keep you thru-out your life...as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-853651631233976271?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/853651631233976271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=853651631233976271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/853651631233976271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/853651631233976271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='&quot;Happy Birthday to Me!!!!&quot;'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-3462043344536744987</id><published>2008-05-07T13:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T13:33:53.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>John C Maxwell</title><content type='html'>As I am working on the 25% Promotion for John C. Maxwell, who is a very good author (just do a search on him and read about him), flipping thru books by him..and was captured by his many teachings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like to share a few here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Book THINKING FOR A CHANGE -John C Maxwell&lt;br /&gt;1. Everything begins with a thought. "Life consists of what a man is thinking about all day." - Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What we think determines who we are. Who we are determines what we do. "The actions of men are the best interpreters of their thoughts." - John Locke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Our thoughts determines our destiny. Our destiny determines our legacy. " You are today where your thoughts have brought you. You will be tomorrow where your thoughts take you." James Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. People who go to the top think differently than others. "Nothing limits achievements like small thinking; Nothing expands possibilities like unleashed thinking." - William Arthur Ward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. We can change the way we think. " Whatever things are true..noble..just..pure..lovely...are of good reports, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praisworthy; think on these things." - Paul The Apostle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nurture great thoughts, for you will never go higher than your thoughts." - Benjamin Disraeli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What one thing do all successful people have in common? What one thing separates those who go to the top from those who never seem to get there? The answer: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Good Thinking!&lt;/span&gt; Those who embrace good thinking as a lifestyle understand the relationship between their level of thinking and their level of progress. They also realise that to change their lives, they must change their thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One of the reasons people don't achieve their dreams is that they desire to change their result without changing their thinking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"An invasion of armies can be resisted, but not an invasion of ideas."- Victor Hugo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Progress is often just a good idea away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A belief is not just an idea that you possess; it is an idea that possesses you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got inspired? Visit our store at PathseekersLtd - 17 New Bridge Road (opp clarke quay mrt). While stock lasted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-3462043344536744987?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/3462043344536744987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=3462043344536744987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3462043344536744987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3462043344536744987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/05/john-c-maxwell.html' title='John C Maxwell'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-5647570484993594034</id><published>2008-05-07T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T01:35:08.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road to freedom</title><content type='html'>Lights off, laptop power off... Lying in bed but couldn't sleep. Something's bothering me. But after asking myself why i felt so miserable keep blaming someone for what has happen. Finally got my answer. The heavy rock labelled PAST with has being tied to my feet weighs me down, holding me back each time i tried to move on. The only way to move on to my new Spring is to be willing to untie this rope which only i can do it. I need to let it go even tho i might feel something great and once secure is missing. That's the only way to pull myself out from that miserable why why why situation and be joyful again to approach the coming spring whenever that may be. From this moment on goodbye to those questions that binds me to that rope. I am letting myself loose to set both him and myself free. Goodbye to my past as i approach my new year of blessing. Thanks Lord for the past. And forgive for my sins. Everything happens for the good of those who love Him and He loves. Bible said christians are not excluded from suffering as we live in a sinful world. We must be careful not to suffer due to our sins but rather suffer for Christ's sake, then great is our reward in heaven. For Christ first suffered for us on that cross out of Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-5647570484993594034?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/5647570484993594034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=5647570484993594034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5647570484993594034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5647570484993594034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/05/road-to-freedom.html' title='Road to freedom'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-892435007171802450</id><published>2008-05-06T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:31:58.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way Back into Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SCBmL3E-n4I/AAAAAAAABWE/t7PBtqtMijs/s1600-h/finding+way+back+into+love+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SCBmL3E-n4I/AAAAAAAABWE/t7PBtqtMijs/s320/finding+way+back+into+love+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197266323934977922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living with a shadow overhead&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed&lt;br /&gt;I've been lonely for so long&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in the past&lt;br /&gt;I just can't seem to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away&lt;br /&gt;Just in case I ever need them again someday&lt;br /&gt;I've been setting aside time&lt;br /&gt;To clear a little space in the corners of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching but I just don't see the signs&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's out there&lt;br /&gt;There's got to be something for my soul somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for someone to shed some light&lt;br /&gt;Not somebody just to get me through the night&lt;br /&gt;I could use some direction&lt;br /&gt;And I'm open to your suggestions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart again&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when I don't know if it's real&lt;br /&gt;Or if anybody feels the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;I need inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Not just another negotiation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping you'll show me what to do&lt;br /&gt;And if you help me to start again&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll be there for you in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-892435007171802450?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/892435007171802450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=892435007171802450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/892435007171802450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/892435007171802450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/05/way-back-into-love.html' title='Way Back into Love'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SCBmL3E-n4I/AAAAAAAABWE/t7PBtqtMijs/s72-c/finding+way+back+into+love+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-3784363748479673338</id><published>2008-05-05T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T00:07:29.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smell of the New Spring....</title><content type='html'>Just now as I was on my way back in the bus....Suddenly..I have this special feeling..that something good is gonna happen to me soon....&lt;br /&gt;A smell of the coming Spring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suddenly so looking forward and longing for the arrival of my new Spring.&lt;br /&gt;The freshness brought in by the breeze of the Spring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I reached home, after my shower..Daddy came up to me asking if I have anyone special right now...I said nope...Still waiting for the right one to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then proposed to tie a knot between me and someone I knew and admire since young.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is so near yet so far...&lt;br /&gt;We knew each other since childhood...but never really get a chance to really talk..&lt;br /&gt;probably becuz I am shy infront of this person I admire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a very nice, caring and filiar guy for what I know. Good looking..Good heart..and best of all a christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited..but din wanna make it too obvious..haha&lt;br /&gt;just giggle..and told my dad, yes he is a nice guy...but dun make any of us embarrased...let nature take its course...There is nothing parents can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately..its us who make the choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know...I used to tell my mum that I wish she could be like the korean mother's helping me to match make..Cuz Mothers have seen many things and know what is good and bad for their children and thus their recommendation is trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;People in the past married those people who they were match-made..and their marriage life last longer...as compared to present marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho I may seems trendy..but..I am very tradition..in marriage value..and believe that Woman's most precious 'thing' should reserve for her husband only.&lt;br /&gt;Like what the bible teaches Marriage is Holy. The bed should be kept holy for marriage. Nowsadays people treat sex like sweets...and do not keep their boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt there will be time of intimacy when we might be temptated to go overboard..&lt;br /&gt;But let's keep our best for the wedding nite and make it a special one huh?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Haha..so much of 'sex-education' or dos and don't of the Bible...&lt;br /&gt;but just remember..Bible only teaches for the goodwill of we human...who God loves dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if the smell of Spring is for real...but who cares...this week is my birthday week...so I am gonna stay pretty and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-3784363748479673338?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/3784363748479673338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=3784363748479673338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3784363748479673338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3784363748479673338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/05/smell-of-new-spring.html' title='Smell of the New Spring....'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-6723054839694398141</id><published>2008-05-04T17:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:31:58.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KIM CHI SOUP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SB2C_3E-n2I/AAAAAAAABV0/DFBs1IqDd7Y/s1600-h/P180408_15.05%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SB2C_3E-n2I/AAAAAAAABV0/DFBs1IqDd7Y/s320/P180408_15.05%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196453578683621218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever eaten (Korean) Kim Chi Soup before?&lt;br /&gt;Kim Chi soup is one of my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as I was pondering about something which bothers me...&lt;br /&gt;I got a conclusion....&lt;br /&gt;Hee..what has the conclusion got to do with Kim Chi Soup you must be wondering???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..here is my conclusion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I would to use something to describe me..esp in a relationship..&lt;br /&gt;I would say...I am like Kim Chi Soup.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Kim Chi Soup has very bright and loud appearance...just like me...&lt;br /&gt;It taste sweet, sour and spicy at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I remember one of my ex used to tell me...He love and hate me at the same time..hee..&lt;br /&gt;That's where Kim Chim Soup comes into pic.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;I personally love Kim Chi Soup alot..The bright red colours makes it look very appetitizing..(Red as I often mention: is a colour for Food (other than love &amp; passion). It gives people the urge to eat. So is yellow. But Red has stronger power in that sense. Thus looking around you...you can easily notice that all restaurant and foodcentres uses Red &amp; Yellow if not orange. Just look at Mcdonalds, Burger Kings etc..Look at their logos and interior design and everything relating to it. Well..I study that during my Graphic design diploma. So dun use red in your kitchen if you dun wanna put on extra pounds. Hee..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie back to where I was.&lt;br /&gt;Becuz of the Sweet, Sour and Spicy taste...There are two groups of people..&lt;br /&gt;One who loves it like me..Or One who hates it.&lt;br /&gt;People who has weak stomach or gastric will tends to avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;However, there are people like me..who has weak gastric..yet cannot resist the wonderful taste of it will still eats it wherever my gastric is doing fine on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people who took the first sip fell in love with it. Some people after the first sip couldn't withstand the combination and give up eating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticed that Kim Chi Soup always goes with plain rice?&lt;br /&gt;That's becuz the soup itself has very strong favour. &lt;br /&gt;Only when it goes with plain rice, can one taste the excitement of that unique taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Kim Chi Soup Character, I can only match and goes well with a plain rice character, meaning one who is patient to discover and brings out the unique taste of the soup. One who will not fight against the taste of the soup. &lt;br /&gt;Likewise, the Kim Chi Soup brings out the simple sweetness in the plain rice, making it more enjoyable to eat the plain rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever notice how Korean eats their Rice?&lt;br /&gt;They will GULP it down..(HUGE MOUTHFUL)..Each time I watch them eat in the Korean series...They made me feel hungry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GULP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;verb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to eat or drink food or liquid quickly by swallowing it in large amounts, or to make a swallowing movement because of fear, surprise or excitement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we chinese Gulp our rice? Seldom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both me and my ex have Kim Chim Character...thus we were either very loving and sticky to each other or we were fight with each other...loving and hating each other at the same time...hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just some interesting illustration which I used to relate ourselves to the details of our life. Life is interesting...&lt;br /&gt;We learn lessons from everything and everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;This is just a lesson I learned from Kim Chim Soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what food will you describe yourself as? Take a min and ponder about it..making your life more interesting...&lt;br /&gt;Food is not just meant to be eaten...&lt;br /&gt;Squeeze some of your creative juice and see what you get out of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I missed the Kim Chi Soup in Melbourne Sandra...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SB2Kh3E-n3I/AAAAAAAABV8/Fpyqp2Ojeqo/s1600-h/sip+yum+yum.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SB2Kh3E-n3I/AAAAAAAABV8/Fpyqp2Ojeqo/s320/sip+yum+yum.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196461859380567922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...I feel hungry again...hee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-6723054839694398141?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/6723054839694398141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=6723054839694398141&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6723054839694398141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6723054839694398141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/05/kim-chi-soup.html' title='KIM CHI SOUP'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SB2C_3E-n2I/AAAAAAAABV0/DFBs1IqDd7Y/s72-c/P180408_15.05%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-5676956257065172248</id><published>2008-05-02T20:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:31:58.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Left Feet....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBsPznE-nwI/AAAAAAAABVE/yZFXYt8oRXw/s1600-h/2+left+feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBsPznE-nwI/AAAAAAAABVE/yZFXYt8oRXw/s320/2+left+feet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195763974439608066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever find yourself in a 2 left feet situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more you are afraid to step on your partner's feet in a dance, the more you tend to step on his/her feet. &lt;br /&gt;The more we worry about the dance movement, the more we would 'ka lang ka bo'...&lt;br /&gt;Its really scary feeling. Not only does it cause anxiety but frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling is like "I must dance properly and get it right this time.." however... the more awareness and pressure you put on yourself..the more likely your 2 left feet will show up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vented my frustration today...in a 2 left feet situation...&lt;br /&gt;Me being a known-to-be patient person..actually over-reacted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kind of frustration reminds me of how bad a driver I was many years back.&lt;br /&gt;Often in the past, when I drove my car into the carpark near my place..I would find myself ended up going up the curb as I try to avoid hitting the other car coming from the other direction at the very narrow turning point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My worst dream was driving up sharp narrow spirals to go up the carpark...&lt;br /&gt;A little more to the left or right, your car will end up kissing the wall...&lt;br /&gt;Phew....this really causes anxiety and frustration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a 2 left feet situation is like-wise.&lt;br /&gt;I was frustrated becuz I really cannot understand why a 'sweet mango can turn sour'.&lt;br /&gt;Mango suppose to be sour in the beginning and sweet when ripe.&lt;br /&gt;How can things which taste so sweet in the beginning will end up being so sour.&lt;br /&gt;This really makes me upset. &lt;br /&gt;I believe communication is the Key. But communication needs time and its a two-way 'thingy'. It can't work when only one side is willing. It takes two hands to clap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I can say is, like what Max Weber believe..Individual always interpret the meaning of their own behavior and act according to these interpretations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(We often reacts to how we interprete certain things we see which most of the time isn't right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He believed that Sociology must adopt Verstehen-empathetic understanding the subjects. By putting yourself into another's shoes or situation, then can we gain understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Angie here believe that True friendship is like pure gold..its can withstand the test of fire.My bestfriend and I thot we hardly have time for each other nowadays..but our friendship can withstand fire. We know each other so well that most of the time, we know what each other is thinking and how each other will react without even verbal communication.Tho there are times we had our 'angel &amp; half-devil' fight but after that we reconcile, cuz we know and respect our difference. And we stand up for each other even when the whole world doubted us. &lt;br /&gt;This is what Friends are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key to it is TRUST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-5676956257065172248?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/5676956257065172248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=5676956257065172248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5676956257065172248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5676956257065172248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/05/2-left-feet.html' title='2 Left Feet....'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBsPznE-nwI/AAAAAAAABVE/yZFXYt8oRXw/s72-c/2+left+feet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-3878643522226000211</id><published>2008-05-01T00:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T01:16:50.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomia Bug</title><content type='html'>Remember I wrote in my blog last nite that I am very tired and wanna go to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter I off the light..tuck myself in bed...telling myself...I am very tired and I wanna sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there came Mr Insomia Bug which keeps me awake the entire nite again till I realised its morning again..&lt;br /&gt;Ring.................goes my alarm.........(7.30am)&lt;br /&gt;Ring...................goes my 2nd alarm............(7.45am)&lt;br /&gt;Ring......................there goes my 3rd alarm..........(8am)&lt;br /&gt;Boy oh Boy..there goes my sleep.............&lt;br /&gt;told myself...okie...just take a little nap....before I pull myself off bed......&lt;br /&gt;A little shut of my eyes............Mr Minute hand ran so fast...Its 8.25am.........Can't sleep anymore...or I will be late and get myself into trouble again....Yes its not easy esp to be under Woman superior...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my classmate just now that Woman superior in fact will treat guys better than women...as today's topic is on Gender &amp; Race...&lt;br /&gt;The men disagree but my lady classmate agreed. &lt;br /&gt;I said that from a woman's perspective.&lt;br /&gt;I told the guys you guys might think that lady superior is hard and very difficult to work under....but seriously....lady superior overall still treat guys better than ladies in the same dept...no matter how bad you think she is treating you (man).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When lecturer ask..how many likes to work under a lady boss or superior...No one raise the hand...cuz everyone has bad experience....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my classmate...if I am gonna be a boss....I will not treat my staff that way...cuz I don't like to be treated that way. I am confident in that area...based on how I patiently share my knowledge with all those new staff in my present company and my ex-companies. I believe that if you becomes a people person....staff under you will be willing to work even harder for you and try to make things right for you as esp when they know you cares for them and want the best for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my printers who help me with my printing...know that I am a very nice person or working partner esp if they were to take printing jobs from me after I design certain products.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always tell them.....I have confidence in you guys...(giving them the trust and confidence).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; even if things didn't turn out as good as I want...(which I will feel dissapointed).....the most I will make it known to them and tell them the area which they can improve for the next round. Unless its really very bad..then they will have to do something...which they will always do something about it..cuz they won't want to get me into any trouble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By doing so...people treat you as their friends and they are willing to make sure they will do a better job for you the next time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something which I learnt from the Bible. Love others as yourself. And do to others what you would want them do unto you. So if I expect others to treat me nice and teach me patiently....tell me patiently...knowing only if people teach me patiently and clearly can I learnt better and faster...likewise...I will do this to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have bad experience (treatment) with my primary school teacher...&lt;br /&gt;I was 'mistreat' by her...and very hurt......&lt;br /&gt;Thus from that experience...I told myself......I will never be a teacher like her. If I were to be a teacher...I will be a patient, caring and loving teacher. Which is what I lived up to since I started teaching......since ten over years ago..be it in Church or Child care. Of cuz there are times I might lost a little control...but..never too much...thus..I am still well-like by all my students..hee.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz they know I truly love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the 'naughtiest' boy in the school whom I used to give tuition to.......&lt;br /&gt;The parents and school think he is hopeless...........&lt;br /&gt;He actually changed and improved after I gave him tuition....&lt;br /&gt;Tho he only managed to pass his subjects.....but what is more important is......&lt;br /&gt;From a boy who was asked to see his parents everyday by the school....&lt;br /&gt;one who cheat and even change his exam result in school..........&lt;br /&gt;He became a gentle....understanding boy...&lt;br /&gt;I remember..when I decided to stop giving him tuition..back then....he wrote me a note which even tho it was many years back.....I can remember roughly. It touches my heart sooo sooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wrote in that paper (I think I mentioned in my blog before)..&lt;br /&gt;"Teacher Angie, I like you. You never scold me or beat me when I am naughty or bad.  You only explain to me and ask me to pray to Jesus. Can you stay and teach me? Yes or No. Pls circle it."&lt;br /&gt;He was Primary 4 back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must have asked...so did I stay? Nope I didn't. Cuz I think he has already improved in his character which is the most important. Now he needs someone to help him to improve more in his grades.&lt;br /&gt;His parents were very grateful to me...and brought him to my workplace to visit me every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not me who has changed him. Its Jesus our Lord who changed this boy who everyone think he is hopeless. With Jesus and the love of God, the 'hopeless' become hopeful. What I did was only to share the words and love of God to him.&lt;br /&gt;Help him to figure out an easier way to understand and improve his English &amp; Math...and other subjects too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told his parents(non christian)...only Jesus our God can change your son. Let me bring him to my church and teach his bible stories..and see how God will change your son.&lt;br /&gt;And they let me do it..becuz they know that there is really nothing else they can do to this mischievous son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus everything in this life happens for a reason. Esp things which seens to be bad at a certain time..and which we could not understand why.&lt;br /&gt;Remember...everything is in the perfect will of God. He works in way we cannot see..for the good of those who love Him and He loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...open your heart and take up your courage to experience the most out of this life. Do your sketches and discover the beauty of this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Nite&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-3878643522226000211?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/3878643522226000211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=3878643522226000211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3878643522226000211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3878643522226000211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/05/insomia-bug.html' title='Insomia Bug'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-7994747159082872013</id><published>2008-04-29T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:25:00.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish List</title><content type='html'>Without my Hp I felt so handicap today at work..&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember any of my family member's number..&lt;br /&gt;trying all ways and means to contact my sister's friend to postpone our appointment to another day as I need to rush newsletter layout, design, printing and mailing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every 'newsletter' time of the month is the most stressful time for me..As I have to rush out the layout and design for immediate printing on the spot..with my boss siting beside me or near me 'nagging' for the article to be done 'immediately' and fast..Oh boy!!! Esp when the article is in Chinese..its really time consuming and needs lots of concentration..Thus I cannot be interrupt even for a sec while rushing the newsletter which some of you might have recieved from me or my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally managed to get the newsletter out, printed and mailed with lots of volunteers from the Bible seminary to help out so as to make sure that its been sent to the post office this afternoon before 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really no joke as we have about 4000 over copies to send out every month to people and churches in Singapore and overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally got it up in the website for customers who wants to recieve thru email to retrieve. For those who read Chinese you might wanna check out my link which I place on the right hand bottom of my blog under 'friends blog' just click on Path Seekers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh back to where I was, thanks to Sandra my friend in Australia, I managed to get my brother's contact from her to call him to ask for my sis's number..&lt;br /&gt;Funny huh..get people in Auz to give me my sister or brother's hp number..aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;U can see just how bad I am with numbers...&lt;br /&gt;Sandra knows best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally reached home after work..saw a number of smses from my buddy cindy and my bestfriend Joyce. Yup..haven't seen or talk to them for ages...Sorry gals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, my bestfriend Joyce always ask me to give her 3 things which I wish to have for either my birthday or christmas. And then she will pick one and buy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching high and low for a wish list application. Managed to find one or two..with a help of a newly made blogger friend..but I dunno how to type in the things i wish for in that application. In fact I typed in but it doesn't goes into that wishlist. I wonder why. After trying many times I gave up. And I am tired.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish? Hee..tell u another day..wanna sleep now.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for more time, I wish for a christian husband, I wish for a boyfriend..I wish to get good grades..I wish to earn more money..hahaha..nothing can be bought or given to me by you all leh..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite. Muck!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-7994747159082872013?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/7994747159082872013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=7994747159082872013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/7994747159082872013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/7994747159082872013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/wish-list.html' title='Wish List'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-6805218411157438513</id><published>2008-04-28T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T10:37:32.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Beng (Sit back &amp; laugh) ;)</title><content type='html'>Ah Beng - NEW STUFF&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng bought a new mobile.&lt;br /&gt;He sent a message to everyone from his Phone Book &amp; said,&lt;br /&gt;"My Mobile No. Has changed.&lt;br /&gt;Earlier it was Nokia 3310. Now it is 6610"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : I am a Proud, coz my son is in Medical College .&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Really, what is he studying.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: No, he is not studying, they are Studying him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : Doctor, in my dreams, I play football every night.&lt;br /&gt;DR: Take this tablet, you will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : Can I take tomorrow, tonight is final game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : If I die, will u remarry?&lt;br /&gt;Wife: No! I'll stay with my sister. But if I die will u remarry?&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : No, I'll also stay with your sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=========================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : People consider me as a "GOD"&lt;br /&gt;Wife: How do you know??&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : When I went to the Park today, everybody said,&lt;br /&gt;Oh GOD! U have come again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng complained to the police: "Sir, all items are missing,&lt;br /&gt;except the TV in my house."&lt;br /&gt;Police: "How the thief did not take TV?"&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : "I was watching TV news..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=========================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng comes back 2 his car &amp; find a note saying "Parking Fine"&lt;br /&gt;He Writes a note and sticks it to a pole "Thanks for complement."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=============================================&lt;br /&gt;How do you recognize Ah Beng in School?&lt;br /&gt;He is the one who erases the notes from the book when the teacher erases&lt;br /&gt;the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============================================&lt;br /&gt;Once Ah Beng was walking he had a glove on one hand and not on other.&lt;br /&gt;So the man asked him why he did so. He replied that the weather forecast&lt;br /&gt;announced that on one hand it would be cold and on the other hand it would&lt;br /&gt;be hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==================================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng in a bar and his cellular phone rings. He picks it up and&lt;br /&gt;Says "Hello, how did you know I was here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : Why are all these people running?&lt;br /&gt;Man - This is a race, the winner will get the cup&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng - If only the winner will get the cup, why others running?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "I killed a person" convert this sentence into future tense&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : The future tense is "u will go to jail"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng told his servant: "Go and water the plants!"&lt;br /&gt;Servant: "It's already raining."&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : "So what? Take an umbrella and go."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-6805218411157438513?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/6805218411157438513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=6805218411157438513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6805218411157438513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6805218411157438513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/ah-beng-sit-back-laugh.html' title='Ah Beng (Sit back &amp; laugh) ;)'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-6132789778762053596</id><published>2008-04-28T10:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T10:36:54.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>Will put up my new blog on my birthday itself to symbolize a new start for a new year for me since birthday is the day to give thanks for another year of blessing has ended and a celebration for the beginning of another year's blessings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-6132789778762053596?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/6132789778762053596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=6132789778762053596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6132789778762053596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6132789778762053596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-blog_28.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-987928573894361881</id><published>2008-04-28T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T02:14:46.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>I am in the mist of creating a 2nd page of my blog..trying to make it more interesting..&lt;br /&gt;Will keep u guys up..Or who knows will just transfer the blog to this same address and change the entire layout..&lt;br /&gt;hee..&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep after so much of exploring..&lt;br /&gt;nite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-987928573894361881?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/987928573894361881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=987928573894361881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/987928573894361881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/987928573894361881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-8125640574350530476</id><published>2008-04-27T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:34:57.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My week off</title><content type='html'>This is a week off for me..tho I did some amendment and finished doing up the English website and two more to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a week off from my self-study to give myself a break and to relax abit as you can probably read from my blog.&lt;br /&gt;My little brother introduce me to VeohTv, it basically acts like a free tv where you can watch and download all kinds of series from all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is..if at the same time there are more people downloading..the speed of downloading is faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact I have download 2 korean and 1 japanese movie. They are really interesting..&lt;br /&gt;Right now downloading another new korean drama series..first 2 chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching an interesting and fun Japanese movie about nurse. Its call "Leave it to the Nurses" you can check out more at http://www.veoh.com/   and for more korean movie search if you are korean movie/series fans like me..you can visit..http://www.mykofan.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers:)&lt;br /&gt;Now time to grab some study and practice a little of my statistic..if now..will wake up at 6.30am to study tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-8125640574350530476?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/8125640574350530476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=8125640574350530476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8125640574350530476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8125640574350530476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-week-off.html' title='My week off'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-8465863238843629901</id><published>2008-04-27T00:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:31:59.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Different Image</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNbF3E-noI/AAAAAAAABT8/99rc3YyAb0M/s1600-h/my+diff+images+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNbF3E-noI/AAAAAAAABT8/99rc3YyAb0M/s320/my+diff+images+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193594951530618498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently after I changed my banner to the present one (a pic I took during a make-over by NbN)..&lt;br /&gt;I got lots of compliments.&lt;br /&gt;Many says I look nice in this pic..which I agree..hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A classmate says..I looked so different...&lt;br /&gt;I told her..ya..I changed many images since few months back..after I decided to cut away my long hair and quit from relationship..knowing most guys love woman with long hair..&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to take a break from all those hurts I have..&lt;br /&gt;too exhausted to get myself involve in such things again..&lt;br /&gt;dun wanna get hurt again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously speaking..&lt;br /&gt;ask me if I am okie already...&lt;br /&gt;Nope..actually No.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure why this time, I am in fact taking too long to recover.&lt;br /&gt;Even my Ex who I almost got married..didn't take me that long to get over him.&lt;br /&gt;Till Now I still can't figure out..why I still cannot totally put down the past.&lt;br /&gt;I was really hurt but..still..why isn't my heart totally dead..&lt;br /&gt;some nerves or DNA of mine must have cross-circuited..somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has moved on and I need to move on too...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe becuz there are too many  ????? which he has yet to give me proper answers thus..the heart wants to know the reason for all these.....its like something that chokes half way down ur throat..feels really uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess in this world..there are many things we can't get an answer for...and will be a mystery even till the end of our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least..right now one thing has improved...which is...I am starting to look forward to a new spring..&lt;br /&gt;And I decided to keep back my long hair..&lt;br /&gt;My hairstyle often symbolise my feelings and thots..&lt;br /&gt;so..keeping back my long hair will symbolise my new life towards a new Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world needs love to make it more green...&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it..&lt;br /&gt;I told myself...even my buddy who has faced unhappy marriage has found her new Spring..why can't I be like her..to be strong..and move on too?&lt;br /&gt;Compare to what she faced...mine is absolutely nothing..&lt;br /&gt;I admire her courage tho I was worried for her..when she founded her Spring..&lt;br /&gt;But as long as she is happy now..I will be happy for her. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-8465863238843629901?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/8465863238843629901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=8465863238843629901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8465863238843629901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8465863238843629901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-different-image.html' title='My Different Image'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNbF3E-noI/AAAAAAAABT8/99rc3YyAb0M/s72-c/my+diff+images+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-2076112972221865214</id><published>2008-04-26T23:25:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:05.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GATHERING AT MAY'S HOUSE</title><content type='html'>I have not joined my Youth Fellowship guys for a loooooooong time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNQnXE-nfI/AAAAAAAABS0/sutphmZZa4c/s1600-h/P260408_19.59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNQnXE-nfI/AAAAAAAABS0/sutphmZZa4c/s320/P260408_19.59.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193583432428330482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNRZHE-nmI/AAAAAAAABTs/56tAHr2cOVk/s1600-h/P260408_20.38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNRZHE-nmI/AAAAAAAABTs/56tAHr2cOVk/s320/P260408_20.38.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193584287126822498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNQnXE-ngI/AAAAAAAABS8/vhabOemagGY/s1600-h/P260408_20.58.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNQnXE-ngI/AAAAAAAABS8/vhabOemagGY/s320/P260408_20.58.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193583432428330498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I specially allocate my time for them..if not they might say why their BIG SISTER (A-Jie) never join them...&lt;br /&gt;They called me A-jie.. (A for Angeline, Jie is in Chinese means Sister. Meaning their BIG SISTER OR THEIR DA JIE DA..hahaha...sound like some kind of secret society hahaha..or ganster..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I missed our favourite chef RF (Rongfa)'s cooking. RF is a great cook. Often cooks for us to eat. And guess what...He really CAN COOK VERY WELL..lor..hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNObXE-nQI/AAAAAAAABQ8/dVhEWa8k8Rc/s1600-h/P260408_19.57%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNObXE-nQI/AAAAAAAABQ8/dVhEWa8k8Rc/s320/P260408_19.57%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193581027246644482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNObnE-nRI/AAAAAAAABRE/IcGn54YYeEY/s1600-h/P260408_19.58.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNObnE-nRI/AAAAAAAABRE/IcGn54YYeEY/s320/P260408_19.58.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193581031541611794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNOb3E-nSI/AAAAAAAABRM/59Oq5s6SX0o/s1600-h/P260408_20.31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNOb3E-nSI/AAAAAAAABRM/59Oq5s6SX0o/s320/P260408_20.31.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193581035836579106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNOcHE-nTI/AAAAAAAABRU/14W4BLPZCXM/s1600-h/P260408_20.31%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNOcHE-nTI/AAAAAAAABRU/14W4BLPZCXM/s320/P260408_20.31%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193581040131546418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner supposed to be 7pm..but our dear chef..overslept.&lt;br /&gt;I reached May's place at 7pm..&lt;br /&gt;helped the chef to 'undress' the prawns..hahaha..then cutted the prawns into 3 portions. I did this with May.&lt;br /&gt;After that..went over to help Grace and our preacher Linglee to wrap everyone's favourite 'swee jiao' 水饺.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNPMHE-nUI/AAAAAAAABRc/piczFHImuK4/s1600-h/P260408_19.57.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNPMHE-nUI/AAAAAAAABRc/piczFHImuK4/s320/P260408_19.57.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193581864765267266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNObHE-nPI/AAAAAAAABQ0/jRF3Qhsag3E/s1600-h/P260408_20.29%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNObHE-nPI/AAAAAAAABQ0/jRF3Qhsag3E/s320/P260408_20.29%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193581022951677170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the time passed..we were all starving..but no choice..chef is still busy at the kitchen...'King..king..kiang..kiang...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNP33E-nYI/AAAAAAAABR8/Eofew9oVLKE/s1600-h/P260408_20.42%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNP33E-nYI/AAAAAAAABR8/Eofew9oVLKE/s320/P260408_20.42%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193582616384544130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNP4nE-nZI/AAAAAAAABSE/dh9K-tyIWAo/s1600-h/P260408_19.58.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNP4nE-nZI/AAAAAAAABSE/dh9K-tyIWAo/s320/P260408_19.58.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193582629269446034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNP43E-naI/AAAAAAAABSM/gDh7y4bhaTc/s1600-h/P260408_20.31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNP43E-naI/AAAAAAAABSM/gDh7y4bhaTc/s320/P260408_20.31.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193582633564413346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNP5XE-nbI/AAAAAAAABSU/et3Mg8_dj2Y/s1600-h/P260408_20.31%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNP5XE-nbI/AAAAAAAABSU/et3Mg8_dj2Y/s320/P260408_20.31%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193582642154347954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNP6HE-ncI/AAAAAAAABSc/epngjTWXsrs/s1600-h/P260408_20.43%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNP6HE-ncI/AAAAAAAABSc/epngjTWXsrs/s320/P260408_20.43%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193582655039249858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the clock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNQIXE-ndI/AAAAAAAABSk/rJNbppDbC14/s1600-h/P260408_20.46.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNQIXE-ndI/AAAAAAAABSk/rJNbppDbC14/s320/P260408_20.46.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193582899852385746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the dished on the table...&lt;br /&gt;stomach grumbling....'HUNGRY HUNGRY...' DUN CARE..took a piece here and there and stuff into my mouth...hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNQSnE-neI/AAAAAAAABSs/gEjoGiGbDmU/s1600-h/P260408_20.34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNQSnE-neI/AAAAAAAABSs/gEjoGiGbDmU/s320/P260408_20.34.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193583075946044898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally...the last dish Curry chicken is ready...&lt;br /&gt;Yipee....&lt;br /&gt;As usual..I made the announcement for all to eat..hee..can't wait anymore..&lt;br /&gt;And preacher linglee lead us into our grace (pray and give thanks for the food and May's family..and prayed for Moses' family for his grandma's wake.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to eat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNPMXE-nVI/AAAAAAAABRk/b27Kg5xkhdU/s1600-h/P260408_20.30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNPMXE-nVI/AAAAAAAABRk/b27Kg5xkhdU/s320/P260408_20.30.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193581869060234578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNPMXE-nWI/AAAAAAAABRs/xv8Q4rqL95k/s1600-h/P260408_20.43%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNPMXE-nWI/AAAAAAAABRs/xv8Q4rqL95k/s320/P260408_20.43%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193581869060234594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNPMnE-nXI/AAAAAAAABR0/qy-NBLFfYOw/s1600-h/P260408_20.57%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNPMnE-nXI/AAAAAAAABR0/qy-NBLFfYOw/s320/P260408_20.57%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193581873355201906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARGE!!!! The samba prawn..curry chicken...the dumplings...the fish...and the stew beef...yummy yummy yummy...everyone is so hungry...can't wait to put all the food into our mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNRFHE-nhI/AAAAAAAABTE/Hr8zynvAqFk/s1600-h/P260408_21.02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNRFHE-nhI/AAAAAAAABTE/Hr8zynvAqFk/s320/P260408_21.02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193583943529438738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNRF3E-niI/AAAAAAAABTM/vTs4_10cBPg/s1600-h/P260408_21.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNRF3E-niI/AAAAAAAABTM/vTs4_10cBPg/s320/P260408_21.03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193583956414340642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNRGXE-njI/AAAAAAAABTU/S9_SdlkoSU0/s1600-h/P260408_21.03%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNRGXE-njI/AAAAAAAABTU/S9_SdlkoSU0/s320/P260408_21.03%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193583965004275250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNRGnE-nkI/AAAAAAAABTc/u3WQmkOUCrA/s1600-h/P260408_21.03%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNRGnE-nkI/AAAAAAAABTc/u3WQmkOUCrA/s320/P260408_21.03%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193583969299242562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNRGnE-nlI/AAAAAAAABTk/oc8DhPA07PE/s1600-h/P260408_21.10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNRGnE-nlI/AAAAAAAABTk/oc8DhPA07PE/s320/P260408_21.10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193583969299242578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very soon...all the plates were empty..hee...&lt;br /&gt;"Blurp" "Sorry..Excuse me...hee.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason and Cat only arrived when I was about to go home...&lt;br /&gt;Its getting late, slightly after ten..their Da-Jie has to go home to sleep liao..&lt;br /&gt;but actually still need to do blogging before sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;and now...after putting up those pics I took just now in May's house in Facebook&lt;br /&gt;and my blog here..&lt;br /&gt;I can really go to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite nite everyone..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNN33E-nKI/AAAAAAAABQM/w6mvO2iG6K4/s1600-h/P260408_19.12%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNN33E-nKI/AAAAAAAABQM/w6mvO2iG6K4/s320/P260408_19.12%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193580417361288354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNN43E-nLI/AAAAAAAABQU/_70AC72nDW0/s1600-h/P260408_19.58%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNN43E-nLI/AAAAAAAABQU/_70AC72nDW0/s320/P260408_19.58%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193580434541157554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNN5XE-nMI/AAAAAAAABQc/185_tq4R-EU/s1600-h/P260408_20.38%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNN5XE-nMI/AAAAAAAABQc/185_tq4R-EU/s320/P260408_20.38%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193580443131092162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNN5nE-nNI/AAAAAAAABQk/JWtZu6x37JE/s1600-h/P260408_22.00.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNN5nE-nNI/AAAAAAAABQk/JWtZu6x37JE/s320/P260408_22.00.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193580447426059474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNN5nE-nOI/AAAAAAAABQs/7Y6xy0szk_s/s1600-h/P260408_22.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNN5nE-nOI/AAAAAAAABQs/7Y6xy0szk_s/s320/P260408_22.04.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193580447426059490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: RF, Nic, Emily, Moses, Grace, Jimmy, Helen, Linglee, May, David, Declan (May &amp; David's handsome boy), Jason, Peixuan were present tonite.&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least..a quick birthday cake cutting for Moses &amp; Jimmy..they actually wanna do mine..and I say..Nope..its not May yet..so..let's still celebrate the April's birthday..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s guys...the pretty girls are all taken up in these pics..for ur info..hee..(of cuz except me and our young preacher beside me lah.. :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-2076112972221865214?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/2076112972221865214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=2076112972221865214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/2076112972221865214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/2076112972221865214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/gathering-at-mays-house.html' title='GATHERING AT MAY&apos;S HOUSE'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNQnXE-nfI/AAAAAAAABS0/sutphmZZa4c/s72-c/P260408_19.59.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-1780068656724802514</id><published>2008-04-26T17:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T13:51:09.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspirations</title><content type='html'>Lots of inspiration came to me while I was doing "production job" hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;new business concept for myself as I analyse my strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember once my buddy asked me about my strength as he wants to analyse for me which is the area I should really go into..&lt;br /&gt;He has often help me with all these....&lt;br /&gt;But since we no longer meet up often...I have learnt to depend on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will keep this new biz plan as a secret till the time is right for me to venture into this new scope of job. The future seems bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) I am a biz woman by the way...that's also why I chose to study Marketing.&lt;br /&gt;...........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Just came across an impressive graphic website.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need to put in more effort in this area..&lt;br /&gt;tho I should say..this area is my interest but not really my strength if I were to compare to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might focuz into the my secret weapon which I just mentioned a moment ago in the future and keep my sword well polished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee hee hee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-1780068656724802514?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/1780068656724802514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=1780068656724802514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/1780068656724802514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/1780068656724802514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/inspirations.html' title='Inspirations'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-4423783471083295609</id><published>2008-04-26T14:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:05.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage Proposal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNXn3E-nnI/AAAAAAAABT0/qasob34uOAc/s1600-h/angeline2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNXn3E-nnI/AAAAAAAABT0/qasob34uOAc/s320/angeline2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193591137599659634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life, I come across a number of marriage proposal be it from people I know or even people who I do not really know.&lt;br /&gt;And of cuz I turned them down. Cuz its really impossible esp for me to marry&lt;br /&gt;someone who I barely know or someone who I have no chemistry with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have been put on 'spot light' again in one of the matching website...&lt;br /&gt;received numbers of emails..and one ask if I am marriage-minded..willing to marry him in Auckland. He is an ex-Singaporean. After I explained that I do look forward to marriage but I just started my 3 years degree course so won't consider at this present time. And he said something which I am kind of taken aback..&lt;br /&gt;he said something like "since you have money to study, you should have money to get marry by 32."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied him politely, its not about money. I dun marry for the sake of money.&lt;br /&gt;And studying is not about money. Its about improving oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many different type of people in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Different people holds different prospect. &lt;br /&gt;Some asked me to marry them into another country..&lt;br /&gt;Tell you the truth, I am willing to if that is the man I love.&lt;br /&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;In fact the two men that I loved most in my life are not Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;But its in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me, I still prefer non-chinese or Ang Mo..hee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-4423783471083295609?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/4423783471083295609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=4423783471083295609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4423783471083295609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4423783471083295609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/marriage-proposal.html' title='Marriage Proposal'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBNXn3E-nnI/AAAAAAAABT0/qasob34uOAc/s72-c/angeline2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-2680498474909657941</id><published>2008-04-25T13:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T13:19:11.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elitism</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's sociology class touched on Elite and social stratification, different social class and power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now a classmate msn this website on the definition to me..&lt;br /&gt;So I thot..well..why not I share this knowledge with u here as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elitism&lt;br /&gt;From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia&lt;br /&gt;Jump to: navigation, search&lt;br /&gt; This article needs additional citations for verification.&lt;br /&gt;Please help improve this article by adding reliable references. Unsourced material may be challenged and removed. (January 2008) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elitism is the belief or attitude that those individuals who are considered members of the elite — a select group of people with outstanding personal abilities, intellect, wealth, specialized training or experience, or other distinctive attributes — are those whose views on a matter are to be taken the most seriously or carry the most weight; whose views and/or actions are most likely to be constructive to society as a whole; or whose extraordinary skills, abilities or wisdom render them especially fit to govern [1]. Alternatively, the term elitism may be used to describe a situation in which power is concentrated in the hands of the elite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opposed to elitism are "anti-elitism," "populism," and the political theory of pluralism. Elite theory is the sociological or political science analysis of elite influence in society - elite theorists regard pluralism as a utopian ideal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elitism may also refer to situations in which an elite individual assumes special privileges and responsibilities in the hope that this arrangement will benefit humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, elitism is closely related to social class and what sociologists call social stratification. Members of the upper classes are sometimes, though inaccurately, known as the "social elite."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The term elitism is also sometimes misused to denote situations in which a group of people claiming to possess high abilities or simply an in-group or cadre grant themselves extra privileges at the expense of others. This debased form of elitism may be described as discrimination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contents [hide]&lt;br /&gt;1 Characteristics of the "elite" &lt;br /&gt;2 Anti-elitism &lt;br /&gt;2.1 Elitism as a pejorative term &lt;br /&gt;2.2 Elitism versus egalitarianism &lt;br /&gt;2.3 Elitism versus pluralism &lt;br /&gt;3 Elitism and education &lt;br /&gt;4 See also &lt;br /&gt;5 References &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] Characteristics of the "elite"&lt;br /&gt;Attributes that identify an elite vary; personal achievement may not be essential. Elite usually denotes a person or group who is the best in a class. Elite attributes include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rigorous study of, or great accomplishment within, a particular field of study &lt;br /&gt;A long track record of competence in a demanding field &lt;br /&gt;An extensive history of dedication and effort in service to a specific discipline (e.g., medicine or martial arts) &lt;br /&gt;A high degree of accomplishment, training or wisdom within a given field &lt;br /&gt;An elite fighter, for example, is one whose training, resolve, and experience in combat place him at the top of his field. Most nations employ some kind of special forces made up of elite soldiers whose training goes far beyond what is typical for the average soldier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The academic elite, on the other hand, comprises only those professors whose studies are likely to shape their respective disciplines for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some synonyms for elite might be "World class," "Upper-class," and "Aristocratic," indicating that the individual in question is capable of participating effectively at the very highest levels of his or her chosen discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elitism&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-2680498474909657941?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/2680498474909657941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=2680498474909657941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/2680498474909657941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/2680498474909657941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/elitism.html' title='Elitism'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-3844371517025884874</id><published>2008-04-25T10:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T13:51:58.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are u Marry?</title><content type='html'>I get this question quite often nowadays, esp in my new class, new group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer is pretty standard "Nope, I am still Single &amp; Available." (Smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many will give me a strange look after that...why is someone like me still single and available..&lt;br /&gt;Only answer leaves with God, I mean only God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably like Chinese-Hokkien's saying "Hoe liao dim duey" (Meaning good ingredients is always sink in the bottom of the pot.) The good ones is always at the end.&lt;br /&gt;My time to be attached or find the good one or the right one has not come.&lt;br /&gt;So, why hurry?&lt;br /&gt;When it happens, it happens..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I am busy with life now..&lt;br /&gt;no even enough time to spend with my bestfriend Joyce, "Sorry to neglect u darling!" and not enough time to study or do my freelance or spend with my family or my friends esp buddies, churchmates and Not even enough time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am basically chasing after time.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously..I do hope to have someone special to spend my coming birthday (9th May) with. Enjoy some romance or a date will be cool...but well..&lt;br /&gt;its still okie..I still have my buddies..and bestfriend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided will go Bala on my birthday nite Friday (like last year). So Bala kakis..get urself ready to party with me on that nite yah..&lt;br /&gt;No need presents..just treat me a drink and my favourite fried chicken in Bala will do..hahaha..Anyway just have fun lah...me, a poor students can't afford to give u guys a treat at this moment..sorry..maybe next time when I starts to earn BIG BUCKS..okie..hee&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-3844371517025884874?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/3844371517025884874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=3844371517025884874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3844371517025884874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3844371517025884874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/are-u-marry.html' title='Are u Marry?'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-1749268948388998451</id><published>2008-04-24T23:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:06.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Busy Sad Singaporean</title><content type='html'>Sociology of Human Behavior Lecturer said..Singaporean are sad people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the way they walk, they look when they are on the way to work..and after work..&lt;br /&gt;How many Singaporean are truly happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each morning we wake up..we start to worry about $$...bills....&lt;br /&gt;we work for the sake of $$...&lt;br /&gt;how many actually love their jobs and look forward to working????&lt;br /&gt;We worked long hours..just to earn enough $$ to pay for our daily expense...esp when everything seems to increase in their price nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;standard of living is very high now in S'pore...&lt;br /&gt;even the price of rice increase...noodles increase...busfare, taxifare, train fare..everything increase...but one thing never increase...&lt;br /&gt;U know what is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its our pay...&lt;br /&gt;We worked long hours..yet not well paid..&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is working for the sake of paying off their bills...and to live a decent life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of u can actually get to go home at 5pm on the dot and sit in the living room..reading newspaper..enjoying time with family..having proper dinner at home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays everyone is either working O.T or taking up additional jobs..part time or freelance..just to live a slightly more comfortable life..so that we dun have to thrift on the food we eat or live an even more miserable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is busy earning $$ and going after paper qualification like myself...so that we can live a more comfortable life...be it for now or future..&lt;br /&gt;Time doesn't seems to be enough for us even to take a decent break or sit back and relax and enjoy the fruits of our hardwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took these pics just now after my class..just to show you what kind of life Singaporean are living right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBC12HE-nHI/AAAAAAAABP0/-AvQtSDYYic/s1600-h/P240408_22.15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBC12HE-nHI/AAAAAAAABP0/-AvQtSDYYic/s320/P240408_22.15.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192850311575673970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBC13HE-nII/AAAAAAAABP8/JG0xjx3rj8E/s1600-h/P240408_22.16%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBC13HE-nII/AAAAAAAABP8/JG0xjx3rj8E/s320/P240408_22.16%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192850328755543170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBC133E-nJI/AAAAAAAABQE/oTH316mRzrI/s1600-h/P240408_22.17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBC133E-nJI/AAAAAAAABQE/oTH316mRzrI/s320/P240408_22.17.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192850341640445074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On every thursday nite...at 10.20pm...you still see..crowds(not much smile on their face as usual...be it anytime of the day...) in the train stations..&lt;br /&gt;people who just finished work...people who just finished attending courses..and whatever classes it might be...&lt;br /&gt;How many are there left resting at home at this late hours?&lt;br /&gt;So..if you think Singapore is much a better place...hmm...think about it again..&lt;br /&gt;To me..everywhere is the same. Its all within u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say..living outside Singapore is better..while others say..Singapore is still better...&lt;br /&gt;Each has his/her own saying...&lt;br /&gt;The key to all these is contentment.&lt;br /&gt;Don't compare yourself to others..&lt;br /&gt;There are always people who seems more "lucky" than us..getting jobs with higher pay..jobs which seems easier..but in true fact..no one actually knows..how much the others have put in to gain what they gain right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt there are people who seems more blessed...but what can u do about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..just know what you want for yourself..&lt;br /&gt;Set a goal for yourself...know what you want to achieve and work out how you can achieve it. Go for it..work even harder...but important thing is BE HAPPY WITH UR DECISION..EVEN IF ITS ALOT OF HARDWORK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Happy as compare to the ME in the past. Cuz I know what I want and how I wanna achieve it...&lt;br /&gt;I am happily working hard tho struggling to get myself on the track..&lt;br /&gt;And I am contented with whatever I have now...&lt;br /&gt;just that I know I can be better and do better...&lt;br /&gt;To maximise what God has inbuilt in me...&lt;br /&gt;That's what I want for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not about what others want for me.&lt;br /&gt;Not what this world wants for me.&lt;br /&gt;Not comparing myself to others.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everyone is made differently.&lt;br /&gt;Each of us are uniquely created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is...Be contented with what u have..and be happy. Go for what you want to achieve with a joyful heart no matter how hard it might seems to be. Just FOCUS at ur goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Angeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-1749268948388998451?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/1749268948388998451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=1749268948388998451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/1749268948388998451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/1749268948388998451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/poor-busy-sad-singaporean.html' title='Poor Busy Sad Singaporean'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SBC12HE-nHI/AAAAAAAABP0/-AvQtSDYYic/s72-c/P240408_22.15.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-3713682834633393425</id><published>2008-04-23T23:08:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:08.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious lesson from a pure heart...</title><content type='html'>Today is my off day..&lt;br /&gt;After working on my web designing..&lt;br /&gt;went to fetch my god daughter from her place after her school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god daughter is in K2 this year.&lt;br /&gt;She is a very sweet, loving and kind hearted girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I learnt important lessons from her with truly and deeply touches my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Tampines Mall today..decided to watch a movie with her..&lt;br /&gt;since there is no more cartoons..so we picked Super Hero...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9dTnE-m8I/AAAAAAAABOk/hyHmh8s_vkc/s1600-h/superhearosmovie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9dTnE-m8I/AAAAAAAABOk/hyHmh8s_vkc/s320/superhearosmovie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192471486870232002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought two 7pm tickets and went to MacDonalds for dinner before the show.&lt;br /&gt;We shared Mac Wings, Nuggets, fries and Coke..and took a number of pics at Mac. &lt;br /&gt;Both of us loves to take pics..and she loves to explore my hp to take pics as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9b0nE-m3I/AAAAAAAABN8/2T_22yi3mJg/s1600-h/P23-04-08_18.30%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9b0nE-m3I/AAAAAAAABN8/2T_22yi3mJg/s320/P23-04-08_18.30%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192469854782659442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9b13E-m4I/AAAAAAAABOE/jP2begwL9J8/s1600-h/P23-04-08_18.30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9b13E-m4I/AAAAAAAABOE/jP2begwL9J8/s320/P23-04-08_18.30.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192469876257495938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9b2nE-m6I/AAAAAAAABOU/FQeopED8Gdc/s1600-h/P230408_18.27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9b2nE-m6I/AAAAAAAABOU/FQeopED8Gdc/s320/P230408_18.27.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192469889142397858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9b2nE-m7I/AAAAAAAABOc/e-jn-7vYP5E/s1600-h/P230408_21.29%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9b2nE-m7I/AAAAAAAABOc/e-jn-7vYP5E/s320/P230408_21.29%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192469889142397874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally its time for the show..and we went in..&lt;br /&gt;As the show started...&lt;br /&gt;about 1/4 thru the show..Tears started to roll down her cheeks..as she asked polietly.."Ganma (which means God mother), can we not watch this show? Is it alright if we go out now? I don't feel like watching this show." I was shocked to see her crying when everyone is laughing at the show...&lt;br /&gt;But I know something in this show must has made her feel uncomfortable...&lt;br /&gt;and I told her "sure, dear. We will go out now. But you must explain to me later what happen okie?"&lt;br /&gt;And so..I took her out of the cinema..gave her a piece of tissue to clean off her tear..brought her to the washroom to freshen up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to ease her emotion...to help her get over whatever bad feelings she has from that movie..I brought her shopping and look at some toys...&lt;br /&gt;Of all those expensive toys..this girl..did not ask me to get any for her..&lt;br /&gt;rather she only made a request..&lt;br /&gt;"Gan Ma, can you get this pink float for me for my birthday, cuz mine is spoilt?"&lt;br /&gt;I said "sure, darling." and gave her a smile. I then ask her to touch the texture of the float and hold the float to see if she likes the texture and if this float is oversize for her. She said its okie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we spotted some Playdoh..and I asked if she wants any of them. She looked at me..and asked.."Can I?" I said "sure." And as usual..she chosed the pink one..and I gave her the money to ask her to learn to pay at the cashier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walked along..she told me something, "Ganma, people all think I am your daughter right?" I just smile at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went into a special room for kids to take some pics...&lt;br /&gt;First thing in the room when I told her that I wanna take some pics for her..she asked "Do you want me to do cat walk pose?" I said "uh?" &lt;br /&gt;Then she posed this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9fW3E-nCI/AAAAAAAABPU/BrKxOMxdChg/s1600-h/P230408_20.36.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9fW3E-nCI/AAAAAAAABPU/BrKxOMxdChg/s320/P230408_20.36.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192473741728062498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...(and after taking she came and look at this pic and said.."I din smile right? Cat walk..not supposed to smile."&lt;br /&gt;Wah..so PRO...hee&lt;br /&gt;then we took more pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9eoXE-m9I/AAAAAAAABOs/ig550191H84/s1600-h/P23-04-08_20.47.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9eoXE-m9I/AAAAAAAABOs/ig550191H84/s320/P23-04-08_20.47.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192472942864145362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9epXE-m_I/AAAAAAAABO8/0Gd1dukWDNo/s1600-h/P230408_20.38%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9epXE-m_I/AAAAAAAABO8/0Gd1dukWDNo/s320/P230408_20.38%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192472960044014578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9epXE-nAI/AAAAAAAABPE/xzJe3kZcD8o/s1600-h/P230408_20.42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9epXE-nAI/AAAAAAAABPE/xzJe3kZcD8o/s320/P230408_20.42.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192472960044014594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9epnE-nBI/AAAAAAAABPM/I2JYj-IZMjM/s1600-h/P230408_20.43%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9epnE-nBI/AAAAAAAABPM/I2JYj-IZMjM/s320/P230408_20.43%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192472964338981906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I was told not to move when she used my hp to take my pic..soo...I can't move lor.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking some pics and so on..I saw her settling down..&lt;br /&gt;I got hold of this time to ask her what actually happened in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;I told her that she needs to know what makes her cry...so that we can avoid it the next time. She told me that she doesn't really like watching movies except for cartoons. But since I asked her, she said anything, she is fine. But actually she only likes cartoon, which is the exact words she said. This girl expressed herself pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when asked why she cried esp when everyone is laughing...she couldn't really define her feelings..&lt;br /&gt;Then as I asked her more questions to guide her along..&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion: She actually feels uneasy and sad when watching the people in the movie getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eg. in the movie, she saw this guy who begin to have special power like how spiderman first got..this guy got bitten by a dragonfly, she was asking me about his wound. And  when this guy's hand due to the special power got the basin stuck on his hand...he accidently hit someone as he tried to plug out his hand from the basin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god daughter felt for the person who got accidently hit by his basin...&lt;br /&gt;And when this super hero tried to save an old grandmother by pushing her aside so that she won't get hit by the truck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god daughter felt sad for the super hero who got hit by the truck when saving the grandma and that old grandma who he tried to save..has instead due to his push ended up " into a cement mixing truck..and killed..&lt;br /&gt;My god daughter started to cry.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sincerly touched by her as I observe how she watched this first quarter of the movie..becuz in the begining of the show, she already polietly ask me if its alright for her to sleep if she dun want to watch the show..I said ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am touched by my god daughter's pure heart.&lt;br /&gt;People like us, laughed at all those scences in the movie...when seeing people got hurt in crazy and silly way..&lt;br /&gt;but this child..takes everything as real..and symptise for those people who got hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This set me thinking...&lt;br /&gt;Have we lost this pure and sincere heart...and have we stop feeling and thinking for others...taking everything and every happening in this world for granted?&lt;br /&gt;If only everyone in this world preserve this kind of pure heart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her parents that its alright about leaving the cinema earlier (when they expressed their sorry for the movie incidence..)..cuz this only shows one important thing and one good thing...they have a daughter who is very sentimental.. and feels for others. She is really very sweet and kind-heart. Very pure at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even told me..when I asked if she still wants reminding popcorns which we bought for the movie.."hmm..actually..I can still eat lah..becuz I dun want to waste your money." and she even feels bad for making me leave earlier, not able to watch the entire show. She asked "Can you take back the tickets? (I think she means..can you change for a new tickets to come watch another time.) I told her its alright. Don't worry about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine? Just a K2 girl, 5 years old..coming to 6 soon..talking all these.&lt;br /&gt;Tell you, I am deeply moved by this god daughter of mine..and really proud and blessed to have her as my god daughter. "Well Done Kah Yin!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing she did after we reached her place..she took out the playdoh and made for me a birthday cake..knowing my birthday is coming in two weeks time..and she used my hp to take pic of it after her completed it..and of cuz..I taught her some skills to improve on that cake..and she is a fast learner..did it on the spot. :)&lt;br /&gt;And this is the egg she made for me too...&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9gSHE-nDI/AAAAAAAABPc/brwaeBaEqnA/s1600-h/P230408_22.10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9gSHE-nDI/AAAAAAAABPc/brwaeBaEqnA/s320/P230408_22.10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192474759635311666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9gSnE-nEI/AAAAAAAABPk/TTqeJAIKniw/s1600-h/P230408_22.21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9gSnE-nEI/AAAAAAAABPk/TTqeJAIKniw/s320/P230408_22.21.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192474768225246274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fruitful day I have.&lt;br /&gt;Oh..and I got her to say grace for me and her to thank God for the food when she reminded me saying "shall we pray before we eat? Can we pray now?" &lt;br /&gt;Oh such a sweet darling...&lt;br /&gt;She always ask me "why you always call me and my gor gor (her two elder brothers) darling?" I told her becuz you guys are my god children..and I love you guys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. This show SuperHeros movie is not suitable for kids..esp the language used..esp when she asked me "what is tiny penis?" I go..."huh..the place where the boy used to pass urine.." Aiyo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-3713682834633393425?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/3713682834633393425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=3713682834633393425&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3713682834633393425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3713682834633393425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/precious-lesson-from-pure-heart.html' title='Precious lesson from a pure heart...'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA9dTnE-m8I/AAAAAAAABOk/hyHmh8s_vkc/s72-c/superhearosmovie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-1384449591730675001</id><published>2008-04-22T13:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:08.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone seems Busy..</title><content type='html'>Not sure if its the first half of the year..&lt;br /&gt;everyone seems rather busy with their life...&lt;br /&gt;even my buddies..hardly leave me any message nowadays..tho they still make it a point at least to drop me one or two sweet messages when I am sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been really busy with life too..&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys are doing fine...&lt;br /&gt;Do take care..&lt;br /&gt;and hope to see you guys really soon..&lt;br /&gt;and hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My buddy Gilbert sent me a mms of his son (Wen Yu Han - if I remember correctly). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA181XE-m1I/AAAAAAAABNs/CFlfZNMkoic/s1600-h/gilbert+son.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA181XE-m1I/AAAAAAAABNs/CFlfZNMkoic/s320/gilbert+son.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191943201597856594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't he look just like the gilbert junior..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My silly LG phone doesn't allow me to see the pic must go onto internet website to retrieve..."Ai-Ya!!!"  :(&lt;br /&gt;I felt really really bad that I was not able to visit his son since his wife gave birth..not even now...So sorry Bert!!!&lt;br /&gt;But Gilbert is very good lah..knowing me for ten over years...we are great buddies..&lt;br /&gt;he is very understanding..He called me up and said its alright..&lt;br /&gt;and told me he will call Lihwa to meet up with me on my birthday to celebrate my birthday to have dinner together...hee since this year I have not find anyone new or special yet. U know what I mean...&lt;br /&gt;Hee..its good to have buddies around..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to Buddies!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-1384449591730675001?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/1384449591730675001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=1384449591730675001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/1384449591730675001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/1384449591730675001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/everyone-seems-busy.html' title='Everyone seems Busy..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SA181XE-m1I/AAAAAAAABNs/CFlfZNMkoic/s72-c/gilbert+son.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-5537822744448077226</id><published>2008-04-22T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T00:41:20.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classmates of the same interest..</title><content type='html'>Today I happened to go home together with two of my classmate after our Statistic class..&lt;br /&gt;Today's topic in Statistic is kind of fun..not as stressful as the previous one..&lt;br /&gt;I always thot I am the only one which have problem catching up with what our Lecturer taught....&lt;br /&gt;But after some classmates sharing the same experience as me...Phew!!!&lt;br /&gt;But..well..maybe we should talk to Sir to get him to slow down abit....esp when he goes ta..ta..ta...ta....non-stop..and then...asked "Do you understand? Am I too fast?"&lt;br /&gt;But no one dares to say No..we dun understand..thinking maybe..I am the only one who doesn't and if I ask him to repeat or slow down..might cuz other classmate inconvenient or waste their time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train journey back tonite seems rather fast as Gabriel, YaMa &amp; Me keep talking non-stop in the train...&lt;br /&gt;Three of us..no..actually four of us lives in Tampines..but Cat's Dad came to pick her up..so she din join us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful time chatting..from work to studies...&lt;br /&gt;And guess what..Both Gilbert &amp; Yama are either in I.T programming or has something to do with Web design and Animation...hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really good to find kakis...People who have common interest...&lt;br /&gt;Wow..Thank God..this is really going to make my stay in this school even more enjoyable and fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them are really nice chaps..really good and happy to know them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright..its time for my beauty sleep..&lt;br /&gt;din sleep the whole nite..Insomia again...cuz brain was too active before my sleep..&lt;br /&gt;thus it refused to shut down even tho my laptop has already been shut down..&lt;br /&gt;I guess tonite..I can get to have some good rest..&lt;br /&gt;Will continue to work on the remainder of my web design on wed during my off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I have a good and understanding client.&lt;br /&gt;And I am really happy that she told me..she love the look of the Chinese website after I amended it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganbatte!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite nite..:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..my birthday is on its way...can't wait...tho..I have no one special to spend with this year..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-5537822744448077226?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/5537822744448077226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=5537822744448077226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5537822744448077226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5537822744448077226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/classmates-of-same-interest.html' title='Classmates of the same interest..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-4773640064373296560</id><published>2008-04-21T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T09:56:24.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jobs for Women</title><content type='html'>SINGAPORE: Almost 240,000 jobs were created in Singapore last year, but only 40,000 graduates entered the job market. Given that an NTUC survey showed some 100,000 women are looking for jobs, targeting this group may actually help to ease the talent squeeze.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;NTUC deputy secretary—general Halimah Yacob said: "If you look at the statistics, a lot of women enter the workforce. A very high level of participation when the women are in their twenties, but then they start dropping off the labour market when they (are) in their late 20s, early 30s. That indicates to me that the potential is really quite big."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking at UBS’ Career Comeback conference on Friday, Minister of State for Finance and Transport Lim Hwee Hua also noted that companies should push forward to diversify their management strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To continue building the leadership pipeline in Singapore and Asia, it is important for organisations and key decision makers to embrace gender diversity and develop a platform to allow women to realise their fullest potential," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UBS has started tapping into the pool of highly—qualified women who had previously left their jobs to look after their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mona Lau, global head of diversity for UBS, said: "We have found that implementing flexible work arrangement actually helps us to save cost. It cuts down on people calling in sick — when their kids are sick, they usually call in and say they are sick. People give you back threefold when you trust them and allow them a certain degree of flexibility."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Industry players said companies in the Asia Pacific could be missing out on as much as S$47 billion in output by not homing in on female talent. — CNA/ac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-4773640064373296560?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/4773640064373296560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=4773640064373296560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4773640064373296560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4773640064373296560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/jobs-for-women.html' title='Jobs for Women'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-6034992038751162515</id><published>2008-04-20T22:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:09.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Saturday...</title><content type='html'>This week has been a busy week for me...&lt;br /&gt;Been sick for two week..&lt;br /&gt;First throat infection &amp; fever..&lt;br /&gt;then came ear infection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see Doctor Ler 3 times within 2 weeks..till we both gave each other another..&lt;br /&gt;Not again..look..&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Ler said "You have be very 'unlucky' my girl...first throat infection and now ear infection...&lt;br /&gt;and she tried not to give me antibotic for my ear infection as she said I had too much anti-botic for the past week...&lt;br /&gt;So she just gave me some pills to reduce the swolling in the ear.&lt;br /&gt;I had to take panadol to stop the pain..&lt;br /&gt;This pain has caused me endless pain which disturb my sleep..&lt;br /&gt;not being able to sleep well for past few nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't concentrate well in my class..&lt;br /&gt;This week as mentioned I had 3 classes..&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have enough time to do my revision..&lt;br /&gt;went to Unicampus in Stirling road on saturday..&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to reach at 12pm to do revision..but due to the bad nite sleep..&lt;br /&gt;I only managed to reach there about 1pm..and start to do revision..&lt;br /&gt;but on my way..already did about 45mins of revision in the train..&lt;br /&gt;still its not enough to fully understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class starts at 1.30pm...&lt;br /&gt;We were told to work on past year paper..&lt;br /&gt;I struggled..and did..about 2 questions..&lt;br /&gt;but got most of them wrong..&lt;br /&gt;As the 4 groups explained..&lt;br /&gt;I still couldn't get the pic clearly cuz the place I sit has poor lighting..can't see what they write on the screen..&lt;br /&gt;No choice..have to go back revise again..&lt;br /&gt;Class ended 3.30pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus to National Library Hans to continue my revision..&lt;br /&gt;Tried to work on the same pcs of past year paper again..&lt;br /&gt;and tried understanding the question and the approached..&lt;br /&gt;took me an hour to do one question..&lt;br /&gt;working on the correct formula..and drawing the histogram from the table which I worked out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6pm rush to Lion City Hotel Chinese restaurant to have family dinner with my family. Nowadays..my elder brother make it a point for us to have family dinner at least fornightly (sat). As Usual, I reached there first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SAtULnNLQII/AAAAAAAABM0/hXMDTKHqd3E/s1600-h/yummy+yum+yum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SAtULnNLQII/AAAAAAAABM0/hXMDTKHqd3E/s320/yummy+yum+yum.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191335553954168962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl Girl, our little princess seems to be in a better stage this time..&lt;br /&gt;before this..she was cuzing us fear..as she started to cry each time my family, other than Mum, her parents..she would not give your face and starts to cry aloudly..&lt;br /&gt;making us all panic..even me the child experts got frightened off by her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, she seems to improved..and started smiling at looking at us and the surround curiously..without crying...&lt;br /&gt;I even managed to get her sit with me on my lap as I have dinner with my family in the restaurant..&lt;br /&gt;however, little princess didn't give me 'face' when I tried a few attempt to take pic s with her using my new LG Viewty Hp.&lt;br /&gt;Check it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SAtUEHNLQHI/AAAAAAAABMs/-xC0M_62ekk/s1600-h/girlnme2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SAtUEHNLQHI/AAAAAAAABMs/-xC0M_62ekk/s320/girlnme2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191335425105150066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SAtT-HNLQGI/AAAAAAAABMk/0VB5c_71ahc/s1600-h/girlnme1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SAtT-HNLQGI/AAAAAAAABMk/0VB5c_71ahc/s320/girlnme1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191335322025934946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SAtT0HNLQFI/AAAAAAAABMc/fLSkjTAllgQ/s1600-h/littleprincess+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SAtT0HNLQFI/AAAAAAAABMc/fLSkjTAllgQ/s320/littleprincess+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191335150227243090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner..I actually wanted to rush home to work on the web design which I owed my client for a week..cuz I was having fever for the entire week or two..&lt;br /&gt;But as I reached home...&lt;br /&gt;My Brain-dead...too exhausted with all those studying..of Quantitative Method of Information Management (statistic)..Phew..Tough Man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after Church I came home and started working on the web design amendments and on the English website..overshot the time I set for myself..&lt;br /&gt;Phew web design is not easy...very time consuming..&lt;br /&gt;no wonder my lecturer told me at least takes 2 to 3 months to do a simple website..&lt;br /&gt;eg alot of testing to see if it works on different server..How it appears in Internet explorer is diff from Mozilla..so got to do amendment again and again..Phew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now..after writing this blog..&lt;br /&gt;Tho its already 10.25pm..I have to begin and continue to practice on my past year paper on statistic again..for tomorrow's class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God...Give me more time..and healthy body..&lt;br /&gt;Time is just not enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao..&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Sorry can't make it for Cat &amp; Jimmy's birthday celebration at Big Splash tonight..cuz had to rush the website design and my study..&lt;br /&gt;tho I very much wanted to join your guys..sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Cat &amp; Jimmy,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you guys..another year of blessings and happiness in the Lord! Happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SAtWQHNLQJI/AAAAAAAABM8/uxj_1wTvcfc/s1600-h/birthday+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SAtWQHNLQJI/AAAAAAAABM8/uxj_1wTvcfc/s320/birthday+cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191337830286835858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Jie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-6034992038751162515?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/6034992038751162515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=6034992038751162515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6034992038751162515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6034992038751162515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/busy-saturday.html' title='Busy Saturday...'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SAtULnNLQII/AAAAAAAABM0/hXMDTKHqd3E/s72-c/yummy+yum+yum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-6648218402386531540</id><published>2008-04-18T10:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T11:17:49.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sociology is interesting</title><content type='html'>Thursday's Sociology class is getting more and more interesting...&lt;br /&gt;Each time the lecturer share about how to observe people and their behavior in the society and organisation culture..Its really an eye-opener for many of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were taught to observe our surroundings..and do lots of read-ups to know what's going on around the world as things in this world is inter-related...Something which happen in this country might lead to another happening or bring about another effect in another country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a little exercise in the class to help us understand what is individualism &amp; collectiveness..I think..I din have the book with me now..so the term I used might not be that accurate..anyway..we were given a scenario...&lt;br /&gt;If one day you and your friend went clubbing...both got drunk..your friend who is drunk offered to give you a ride home..&lt;br /&gt;on the way..he was speeding...and accidentally knocked onto a motorist and that motorist is killed.&lt;br /&gt;Both of you were scare and you guys went home leaving the car behind..&lt;br /&gt;The next day, police came to question you and your friend.&lt;br /&gt;Your friend's alcohol level went down..and could not be detected..and he insisted that he was NOT drunk when driving.&lt;br /&gt;This case was brought up to court. You were asked to be the witness.&lt;br /&gt;You were told that the only way to save your friend is to lie and testify that he is not drunk. &lt;br /&gt;If you tell the truth that he is drunk, he will be sentence to death (murder).&lt;br /&gt;Now, will you lie or not?&lt;br /&gt;We did a little vote of how many will lie and how many won't.&lt;br /&gt;I think for our class there are slightly more people who will not lie than those who chose to lie for the sake to save their friend.&lt;br /&gt;This is where your core value comes in.&lt;br /&gt;What is more important to you?&lt;br /&gt;What is your core value?&lt;br /&gt;Truth or Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Yourself or your relations with others.&lt;br /&gt;Which is more important to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This exercise is very interesting and is an eye-opener to all of us, as we see how each of us will react in the same scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what will your reaction be? Will you lie or not to save your friend?&lt;br /&gt;If yes, why? If No, why?&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we human behave when we are in different environment. &lt;br /&gt;What kind of working environment and structure and culture will bring upon different human behaviour. That's why we behave differently when we are in our office, in school or clubbing and even back at home.&lt;br /&gt;I love this subject as it helps me to further explore into the beauty of this life..equip myself to experience the most of this life as I learn from the lessons of life and better understanding them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously..tho both my elder brother and younger sister are Senior Social Workers in Medical Institutions..I didn't have much clue about what sociology is about till now..even tho I often hear stories about things they face and deal with in their job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before our class ended last nite, as usual we were asked to do a short write up about what is one of the (Main) core value in our life?&lt;br /&gt;Well...Obviously I wrote the teaching of Christianity, and explain a little on that.&lt;br /&gt;I knew I didn't write well or express well cuz in class, you tends to feel tensed up and somehow your brain seems to get blocked..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy this little sharing about my sociology class..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-6648218402386531540?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/6648218402386531540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=6648218402386531540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6648218402386531540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6648218402386531540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/sociology-is-interesting.html' title='Sociology is interesting'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-8559104237939369024</id><published>2008-04-16T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T21:35:16.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Ally</title><content type='html'>This evening ..Ally my white dog..was jumping in the air happily....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess she really missed having me to walk her and Lily down for more than a week...esp when I am sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 'girl' was jumping so high that you won't missed knowing her excitement and happiness..This is what I like about her...&lt;br /&gt;most of the time..she will give you very silly and innocent smile...&lt;br /&gt;and she often bring forth her feelings and thots clearly..&lt;br /&gt;For e.g. Each time I told her..dear...did you wait for me...whenever they walked to the staircase..I trained them to wait for me before they step down the stairs...and she will often come to me and give me that "You see, I am a good girl..I waited for you." (with the silly smile on her face.) And after she did her 'business' she will come and sit beside me...looking at me...'telling me she is done.'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this silly girl...&lt;br /&gt;Lily (more senior dog in black) on the other hand is more stubborn...often try to prove herself that she is senior..thus need not listen to me...&lt;br /&gt;but of cuz she does listen at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it whenever I see Ally siting so proper... crossing her (both) front legs..like a Lady..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...that's some sharing about my dogs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie its time to sleep..nite.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-8559104237939369024?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/8559104237939369024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=8559104237939369024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8559104237939369024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8559104237939369024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-ally.html' title='Happy Ally'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-2468041715774855376</id><published>2008-04-16T21:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T21:48:57.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left ear infection..</title><content type='html'>It seems that this time I am taking a loooooooooooong time to recover...&lt;br /&gt;now that I am recovering from my cold and fever...&lt;br /&gt;now my left ear is having infection..very painful...&lt;br /&gt;taking panadol and using the ear drop which I bought from the clinic last week..hope that I can recover fully very soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always very worried whenever I have ear infection..esp my left ear...&lt;br /&gt;(for those who are new in my blog) I only listen or hears with my left ear..&lt;br /&gt;since young my right ear has problem...&lt;br /&gt;My right ear can only hear clearly at one frequency...like tuning the radio..to the right frequency..&lt;br /&gt;ask me which frequency...hee..I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;I have been thru lots of tests and treatment but it didn't help..&lt;br /&gt;I can hear 'blur' sound from my right ear..&lt;br /&gt;so my advise is ..dun ever try to whisper to my right ear...cuz...99.9% I will not know what you say except that you are making some sound..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;thus I rely on my left ear to hear..&lt;br /&gt;so if my left ear got bad infection and can't hear properly..&lt;br /&gt;I become 80% deaf...&lt;br /&gt;I remember..once my naughty choir instructor actually play a trick on me...&lt;br /&gt;he pretend to talk with his mouth moving yet he didn't actually make any sound..&lt;br /&gt;and he ask if I can hear him..&lt;br /&gt;cuz I was having left ear infection..or sometimes both ears infection..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I believe..God will take care of me and my precious left ear..&lt;br /&gt;even if really something is to happen..I can but submit and believe that God has His perfect will.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Back to where I was...&lt;br /&gt;This week is pretty tough for me...&lt;br /&gt;not only that I am in the mist of recovering from my sickness..which affected my concentration in class...(very stressful)...&lt;br /&gt;I have to attend our 1st tuitorial class...this sat...meaning extra class this week..(3 classes this week).&lt;br /&gt;And since the class is on sat...I had to change my off day to sat...&lt;br /&gt;meaning...no off day for me..cuz my off day is the day for my class at Mdis Unicampus..&lt;br /&gt;Felt bad to delay my web design project submission..&lt;br /&gt;but thankfully my client is very understanding...&lt;br /&gt;Told her I will work on it once I am well..&lt;br /&gt;Will probably work on it this fri and sat...and sunday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to get to sleep early to heal my ear infection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-2468041715774855376?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/2468041715774855376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=2468041715774855376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/2468041715774855376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/2468041715774855376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/left-ear-infection.html' title='Left ear infection..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-6343496234977195553</id><published>2008-04-15T22:39:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:11.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Hp</title><content type='html'>Few days ago..My sister and I were looking for new hp..as our hp is getting 'sick'..and since we both are given vouchers...we started to sort for the type of phone which I want.&lt;br /&gt;I asked many...&lt;br /&gt;and some recommended Sony Ericsson..'can't remember the model' and I personally like the Sony Ericsson P1i which my sister got..its a PDA phone..&lt;br /&gt;She got it at a great deal..paying only $300 +++. Its a great phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many asked what features do I look for in my new hp..&lt;br /&gt;I told them camera features..&lt;br /&gt;and they told me..since its not so much of PDA, its better to get this LG viewty..thot I have never try LG..tho its not really a hp brand thing..&lt;br /&gt;but since many recommended that..&lt;br /&gt;and after reading and watching the demo in You-tube..&lt;br /&gt;I think its worth buying la..&lt;br /&gt;esp when its 5MP.&lt;br /&gt;Most phone is still at 2MP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus before my class I pop by starhub to get my new hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a good buy I should say.&lt;br /&gt;LG KU990 Viewty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SATFR2PddEI/AAAAAAAABLc/SAZe8WkVLY8/s1600-h/5897-KU9901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SATFR2PddEI/AAAAAAAABLc/SAZe8WkVLY8/s320/5897-KU9901.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189489581046461506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specification&lt;br /&gt;Size: 103.5x54.4x14.8mm&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 112 grams&lt;br /&gt;Display: 3" TFT Colour Touchscreen&lt;br /&gt;Resolution: 240x400 pixels&lt;br /&gt;Camera: 5 megapixels&lt;br /&gt;Max Res. 2592x1944 pixels&lt;br /&gt;Auto focus / Xenon Flash&lt;br /&gt;Second Front camera&lt;br /&gt;Video recording/playback&lt;br /&gt;Video calling&lt;br /&gt;Audio Playback&lt;br /&gt;AAC, eAAC, MP3, WMA&lt;br /&gt;Ringtones: 72-chord/voice polyphonic ringtones / MP3, AAC, WMA&lt;br /&gt;FM Radio&lt;br /&gt;Connectivity&lt;br /&gt;Bluetooth v2.0 with A2DP, USB 2.0&lt;br /&gt;Internal memory:90 MB User memory&lt;br /&gt;Memory card slot:Micro SD&lt;br /&gt;Messaging&lt;br /&gt;SMS/ MMS&lt;br /&gt;Internet browser&lt;br /&gt;WWAP2.0( Full-Web Browsing )&lt;br /&gt;Email:SMTP, POP3, IMAP4, and APOP&lt;br /&gt;Java&lt;br /&gt;Yes MIDP2.0&lt;br /&gt;GPRS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talktime&lt;br /&gt;Up to 355min for GSM and 233min for 3G&lt;br /&gt;Standby&lt;br /&gt;Up to 434hrs for GSM and 454hrs for 3G&lt;br /&gt;Colours&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have been sick..I have yet to go thru all its features...but so far so good..&lt;br /&gt;I love it becuz its slim and touch screen and its 5MP tho the pics taken doesn't seem as good as 5MP. I guess just need to explore more on it..to see when to use which mode to take better pic.&lt;br /&gt;The touch screen buttons are huge enough for people who has huge fingers..like one of my buddy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess how much did I pay for this phone?&lt;br /&gt;????&lt;br /&gt;For my mobile plan I have to pay $298 for this phone but since they sent me a $100 voucher to upgrade my phone at any promotional price..&lt;br /&gt;I got this phone at only $198.&lt;br /&gt;Hee..its a great buy isn't it????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pics taken by my new LG Viewty phone.. of the things I bought today to cheer myself up today after not being able to walk around healthly for a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SATOHGPddGI/AAAAAAAABLs/Ll2BeSAs9Rw/s1600-h/P150408_22.10%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SATOHGPddGI/AAAAAAAABLs/Ll2BeSAs9Rw/s320/P150408_22.10%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189499291967517794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with this bear from the first look.."Love at First Sight."&lt;br /&gt;Then I went into this really nice shop which sells so many nice korean diary...&lt;br /&gt;Took me quite a while to finally chose only one..&lt;br /&gt;this pink one is the winner..tho I love almost most of them...Ah...how I wish I can buy them all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SATPwmPddLI/AAAAAAAABMU/IveDMfI6uAY/s1600-h/P150408_22.10%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SATPwmPddLI/AAAAAAAABMU/IveDMfI6uAY/s320/P150408_22.10%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189501104443716786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering this store and flipping thus these nice diaries...seems to bring me into another world...my stress suddenly just disappear as I enters into a world of korean fantasy in each page of this books...Oooh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SATOimPddHI/AAAAAAAABL0/8JgNTLs4mkA/s1600-h/P150408_22.09%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SATOimPddHI/AAAAAAAABL0/8JgNTLs4mkA/s320/P150408_22.09%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189499764413920370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the messenge on the books were very encouraging...&lt;br /&gt;esp this pink one which I bought..&lt;br /&gt;tho its pretty simple inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SATOxWPddII/AAAAAAAABL8/_hkJIcSCGx4/s1600-h/P150408_22.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SATOxWPddII/AAAAAAAABL8/_hkJIcSCGx4/s320/P150408_22.03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189500017816990850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SATPCGPddJI/AAAAAAAABME/-EKDbvwQgaw/s1600-h/P150408_22.09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SATPCGPddJI/AAAAAAAABME/-EKDbvwQgaw/s320/P150408_22.09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189500305579799698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its this phrase on its cover which captured my attention "PROMISE URSELF TO BE STRONG THAT NOTHING CAN DISTURD UR PEACE OF MIND..."&lt;br /&gt;&amp; at the bottom of it..its written "create the time for finding your life, An hour, a weekend, a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SATPXGPddKI/AAAAAAAABMM/W0sFWhuaRKg/s1600-h/P150408_22.09%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SATPXGPddKI/AAAAAAAABMM/W0sFWhuaRKg/s320/P150408_22.09%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189500666357052578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus this book is most suitable for my present stage..&lt;br /&gt;to keep reminding myself to be STRONG!&lt;br /&gt;Cheers :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-6343496234977195553?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/6343496234977195553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=6343496234977195553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6343496234977195553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6343496234977195553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-new-hp.html' title='My New Hp'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SATFR2PddEI/AAAAAAAABLc/SAZe8WkVLY8/s72-c/5897-KU9901.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-490090769740885902</id><published>2008-04-15T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:39:31.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road to recovery</title><content type='html'>Tonight's class was terrible. As i was just recovering from my one week of unwell:( my brain seems to react so slow that i couldn't catch wat the lectures was talking about. His explaination was so fast that my brain wasn't quick enough to absorb and i totally go blank he ask me to work on the exercise immediately using the formula which he just taught us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of a session of my previous dance class when we were asked to do certain movement alone or in pairs across the room. Its as scary as this. I feel like an idiot not knowing wat to do. Felt so helpless. I must quickly buck up after some proper rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know one thing to mention, our God is very humorous. He often let us realised who are the true friends as time goes by. Did you ever realised that God often seems to pair us up with people who we did not first like, teaching us a lesson that first impression might not be true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people who you thought to be people you can trust, at the end turns out to be the other way round:( i guess this only goes to say time will tells. There are many unspoken misunderstanding in life which sometimes doesn't seems to be able to clarify. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i believe as long as you know you did not do anything wrong, you don't have to explain if you have no way to. Just leave it. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The truth will speak for itself&lt;/span&gt;. Its just a matter of time. If a friendship and relationship cannot withstand such test, its not worth keeping, cuz there is no basic trust. Ok:) time to sleep. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-490090769740885902?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/490090769740885902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=490090769740885902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/490090769740885902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/490090769740885902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/road-to-recovery.html' title='Road to recovery'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-2100747474475219902</id><published>2008-04-14T12:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T14:09:45.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family care &amp; concern</title><content type='html'>I am blessed with a good and supportive family..which was built up in the mist of thick and thin...&lt;br /&gt;Thru sufferings we learned the importance of treasuring each other and be there for each other when things happen..&lt;br /&gt;Thus we became stronger each time we face 'crisis' or when problem arise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past one week when I am feeling very sick..my family has been a good support for me..in each and every way they can..&lt;br /&gt;Little brother had a few hours break on wed evening..came back bought dinner for me..this is the first time my little brother is giving me a treat..(he claimed, when i wanna pay him $$ and he refused to.)&lt;br /&gt;My sis helped me buying dinner, walk the dogs and many other little stuff too..&lt;br /&gt;Daddy even helped me to vacuum my room and mopped my floor for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum came back as usual on sat nite...cooked nice noodle soup for me..&lt;br /&gt;made nice meal for me..and herbal tea for me on sunday, bought fruits for me to eat..she takes really good care of me..checking if I am alright every now and then..&lt;br /&gt;There is no one as good as a mother or at least my mum.&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of how unconditionally my mum took care of me during my dengue fever period when I almost die..&lt;br /&gt;Too bad mum went back to my brother's place again on sunday nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really good to have her around..&lt;br /&gt;I am really blessed.&lt;br /&gt;Thank u Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-2100747474475219902?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/2100747474475219902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=2100747474475219902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/2100747474475219902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/2100747474475219902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/family-care-concern.html' title='Family care &amp; concern'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-1519569165016038072</id><published>2008-04-13T20:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T20:45:38.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Sick Sick</title><content type='html'>The past one week is my worst week...&lt;br /&gt;fighting with insomia and fever cum sorethroat..&lt;br /&gt;many times Ifeel as if I am going to die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That awful feeling ...pain..cold..feverish feeling really kills me...&lt;br /&gt;worst of all is insomia...&lt;br /&gt;Even taking sleeping pills and medication didn't help much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing doctor on wed..fever came on wed nite...&lt;br /&gt;take panadol...fever then subside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After resting another day on thursday..drag myself to work on fri..&lt;br /&gt;But its the toughest day...&lt;br /&gt;my nose runs non-stop..&lt;br /&gt;head really hurt..&lt;br /&gt;couldn't even do simple task...and couldn't go home to rest cuz sup was off that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat, couldn't take it anymore..the medication from Wed didn't seems to work..&lt;br /&gt;went to see the same doctor again.&lt;br /&gt;She said I had fever 38 degrees..and gave me stronger medication this time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah..spend hundred plus just seeing her two times in this week...&lt;br /&gt;But thankfully..&lt;br /&gt;this time I think the medication work...&lt;br /&gt;I felt at least much better..&lt;br /&gt;fever seems to gone down...&lt;br /&gt;feeling much better tho haven't totally recover..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...but still I am thankful..at least I didn't faint somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two weeks ago..two of my hard-working church sisters..both younger than me..&lt;br /&gt;one fainted in the train..another in her grandparents house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many still seems to ask me the same question..why you always sick..&lt;br /&gt;this hurts me again..&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I know how come I feel sick again?&lt;br /&gt;And I dun always sick ok..&lt;br /&gt;People just seems to remember the times when I am sick..&lt;br /&gt;of 365days at least 340days I am well..for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time be nice at least to give good regards instead of asking why are u sick again..this will at least give the sick some comfort..which most people who are sick needed..this is true concern.&lt;br /&gt;Thank U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angeline&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Its never good to be sick..or feel sick..and no partner to take care of you, its even worst when you are sick and people throw you words like why are you sick again or why are you always sick. You know whenever I am sick, I longed so much that to have a man I love and who truly love me to take good care of me. But well.. at least I still have my family tho..they are no always there for me..but they do show me concern.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-1519569165016038072?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/1519569165016038072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=1519569165016038072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/1519569165016038072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/1519569165016038072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/sick-sick-sick.html' title='Sick Sick Sick'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-314077221629918667</id><published>2008-04-11T11:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T11:44:46.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work..</title><content type='html'>I am back to work...but feeling very weak now..&lt;br /&gt;unable to work..&lt;br /&gt;nose keep running..&lt;br /&gt;feeling kind of feverish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't manage to sleep again till 3plus this morning took half a tablet of the sleeping pill...&lt;br /&gt;and had hard time pulling myself to go to work..&lt;br /&gt;but have to lah..&lt;br /&gt;today sup is off I have to be in office with the new staff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in prayer..&lt;br /&gt;I need more rest...&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-314077221629918667?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/314077221629918667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=314077221629918667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/314077221629918667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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better if its not so noisy and just focuz more on his real voice..).. well..here it is...&lt;br /&gt;just wanna share with you here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="290"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/nva7dYxyCH"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/nva7dYxyCH" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="290" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like a few such as Source of Love, Out of my reach... &lt;br /&gt;what about u..let me know ur comments and I can feed back to him..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-6606009745618302421?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-1808242676407932745</id><published>2008-04-09T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T18:12:18.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever..</title><content type='html'>Feeling shivering cold..&lt;br /&gt;just took my temp 38.2, running fever..&lt;br /&gt;will go see doctor again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-1808242676407932745?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/1808242676407932745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-1664282167413966649</id><published>2008-04-09T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T18:11:20.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle with insomia2</title><content type='html'>Last nite was the 3rd nite fighting with insomia bug..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously..I lost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see doctor this morning...(there goes my off day..)&lt;br /&gt;Given stronger antibiotic..for sore throat..&lt;br /&gt;pills for running nose..&lt;br /&gt;I request for sleeping pills which my doctor dun encourage..so only gave me 5 tablets said take only when needed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is aching all over...&lt;br /&gt;not able to work on my web design or study for tomorrow lesson..&lt;br /&gt;trying really hard to get to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my medication..&lt;br /&gt;body feel like all broken into pieces..&lt;br /&gt;feels..pains..weak..and wanna cry..&lt;br /&gt;Doctor wanted to give me mc I told her dun need..today I am off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra sent me a caring sms from Melbourne again after knowing my sore throat is back..&lt;br /&gt;She is having sore throat too..taking the Manuka honey again..reminded me to take mine..&lt;br /&gt;thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling cold and feverish..&lt;br /&gt;time to get back to force myself to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;still thinking whether wanna eat the sleeping pills to sleep or not..&lt;br /&gt;scare if I sleep now..tonite won't be able to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister say..let's fight insomia tonite..&lt;br /&gt;and hope we will win tonite..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;br /&gt;"p keep me in prayer okie..&lt;br /&gt;nite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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insomia2'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-7968978545518788398</id><published>2008-04-08T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:26:42.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throat Infection...</title><content type='html'>Sob...sob...sob...&lt;br /&gt;I am having throat infection...&lt;br /&gt;probably the 2 nites of insomia caused my body immune system to shut down..&lt;br /&gt;I must really get some sleep tonite..&lt;br /&gt;thank God tomorrow is my off day again..&lt;br /&gt;will surely make full use of my off day to rest tomorrow..tho still got lots of works need to be done..&lt;br /&gt;but I will have to leave it till later part tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZzzZZzz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-7968978545518788398?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/7968978545518788398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=7968978545518788398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/7968978545518788398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/7968978545518788398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/throat-infection.html' title='Throat Infection...'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-2970034623477060187</id><published>2008-04-08T08:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T08:21:21.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomia Bug</title><content type='html'>My sis &amp; me got bitten by the insomia bug again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally sis sort of recover from her insomia...&lt;br /&gt;but since last two days (Sunday)..we both din managed to get ourselves to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite she came into my room to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;We played some music before we sleep...&lt;br /&gt;yawned a number of times...&lt;br /&gt;did doze off a little while but..still didn't really get to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to go to the lawyer firm today to do the documentation and pay the first payment for our new 'house' today, thus we took a few hours off this morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do keep us in prayer that we can get to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-2970034623477060187?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/2970034623477060187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=2970034623477060187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/2970034623477060187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/2970034623477060187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/insomia-bug.html' title='Insomia Bug'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-6562787163316012109</id><published>2008-04-07T00:22:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:11.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alvin &amp; the Chipmunks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_j9IkpXe9I/AAAAAAAABLU/oAxEpvayd0o/s1600-h/alvinandthechipmunks_bigposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_j9IkpXe9I/AAAAAAAABLU/oAxEpvayd0o/s320/alvinandthechipmunks_bigposter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186173294635088850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being wanted to watch this show long ago but din get to watch it when it was shown on Big screen..&lt;br /&gt;Finally I bought the vcds and watched it with my siblings at home after church today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a nice show..tho not as good as I was looking forward too..&lt;br /&gt;but well..&lt;br /&gt;overall..it has nice heart-warming storyline,which touches me as usual..&lt;br /&gt;and its cute..tho as compare to the cartoon version which I used to watch on tv when I was young...&lt;br /&gt;I perfer the cartoon version of cuz..cuz the Chipmunks looks cuter and nicer...hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_j9AEpXe8I/AAAAAAAABLM/t2wZxZNf2oA/s1600-h/alvin+n+CM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_j9AEpXe8I/AAAAAAAABLM/t2wZxZNf2oA/s320/alvin+n+CM.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186173148606200770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about this show which I love best is...the part which the Chipmunks emphasize on FAMILY.&lt;br /&gt;To me...it brings about A SINCERE HEART.&lt;br /&gt;A sincere heart is something which money and fame cannot buy..like in this show.&lt;br /&gt;Only time will tells and prove our sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kind of remind me that no matter what happen...&lt;br /&gt;or how the 'end-result' may seems to be...&lt;br /&gt;reflecting back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerity has been part of me...&lt;br /&gt;and that's the most important part of it..&lt;br /&gt;so..no matter what has taken place or how things might seems the way it seems to be now...but I know that those moments which I have put in my 100% sincerity cannot be changed and its something which nothing can buy over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what my friends used to share with me about one thing they love about me..&lt;br /&gt;being sincere and always ready to help...(I am writing this down to remind myself each time I read my blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just few days ago..a close friend reminded me..not to change too much..&lt;br /&gt;To keep the true me..cuz to her..I probably am putting up a "strong front"...&lt;br /&gt;Which maybe she is right and maybe she is not..&lt;br /&gt;I do admit..a part of me is...trying my best to adjust &amp; live my life to the Best than before now, esp after an important person in the past is now missing in my life..But isn't it good to become stronger and wanting to live better?&lt;br /&gt;I understand her worry..that maybe I am doing so to prove something...doing it for others and not for myself...&lt;br /&gt;I think that's her worry...and perhaps many of you guys worry..&lt;br /&gt;I will bear this in mind..&lt;br /&gt;That I want to live a better is for myself and not to prove anything to anyone..&lt;br /&gt;cuz its meaningless to do so...&lt;br /&gt;You guys are right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also shouldn't be too hard on myself..&lt;br /&gt;Many has been asking me to sit back and relax abit esp for my study cuz I have 3 years to go..esp my friend who has already completed the same degree just a month or so ago. She say I need to reserve my energy for later and for exam..&lt;br /&gt;but I told her..I just wanna make sure I dun work for just exam..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna gain knowledge and understanding...not just a paper.&lt;br /&gt;Like my close friend told me..yes its not easy for us now..&lt;br /&gt;ten years ago..it might be easier..&lt;br /&gt;now..age is increasing..&lt;br /&gt;memory space getting lesser...&lt;br /&gt;Ram is running low...&lt;br /&gt;We need to put in extra effort compare to the younger ones..&lt;br /&gt;ok time to sleep and wake up early to do my revision..&lt;br /&gt;couldn't do much today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh...and I love their music and singing best...&lt;br /&gt;I inserted the music here in my blog to share with you..&lt;br /&gt;hope u guys will like it...&lt;br /&gt;cheers..&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy and wonderful week ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Chipmunks'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_j9IkpXe9I/AAAAAAAABLU/oAxEpvayd0o/s72-c/alvinandthechipmunks_bigposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-2970009938573669697</id><published>2008-04-05T22:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T23:17:16.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Actions Vs Human interpretations</title><content type='html'>I am enjoying Sociology class on every thursday tho its very taxing...&lt;br /&gt;But its very interesting and challenging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two evenings ago...during our Sociology class...&lt;br /&gt;under the topic..The Symbolic Interactionist Perspective: &lt;br /&gt;We are taught:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;People assign meanings to each other's words and actions ---&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our response to a person's action is determine NOT by the person's actions but by our subjective interpretation ---&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;People response to their own interpretation&lt;/span&gt; ---&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People constantly impose interpretations on other people &amp; themselves..and act according to how they interprete it &amp; Often in studying of other's behaviour..&lt;br /&gt;we often make negative judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lecturer did a demo in the class to explain this:&lt;br /&gt;He came into the class walking kind of cripple...&lt;br /&gt;Then he asked us to guess why he is walking this way..&lt;br /&gt;Some say..his right leg injure..&lt;br /&gt;some say..he is trying to be funny..&lt;br /&gt;some say...he is trying to catch our attention..&lt;br /&gt;another say his buttock pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end..he say..no..becuz one of his shoes is loose..&lt;br /&gt;He then explained..&lt;br /&gt;From one action...&lt;br /&gt;Different people interprete it differently..&lt;br /&gt;Thus...he explained...how human react to an action or to another person..if not base on what the action is..but in actual fact.. it base on how we interprete the person or the action we saw...and from there follows our response to it..&lt;br /&gt;And in the case..none of us are correct with our interpretation.....&lt;br /&gt;And he farther explain..&lt;br /&gt;Human often start with negative response and judgement on others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his explaination..&lt;br /&gt;I understand and I totally agree ...&lt;br /&gt;Cuz even myself cannot escape such error...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully...as time goes by..studying of sociology will help me to become a better HUMAN BEING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...interesting huh...&lt;br /&gt;Human &gt;&gt;&gt; Being...&lt;br /&gt;Being &gt;&gt;&gt; Human.....&lt;br /&gt;(when you break up the words..)&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little sharing of what I learnt in class..&lt;br /&gt;its interesting isn't it...&lt;br /&gt;hee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-2970009938573669697?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/2970009938573669697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=2970009938573669697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>I had hard time getting myself to wake up from my dream this morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a strange dream again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, there was a 'off-white' horse, a cute white baby polar bear, my black dog and myself in the dream...&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't remember clearly what happen in the beginning..&lt;br /&gt;only remember the part whereby this cute little white baby polar come dashing to me...hugging me and licking me...it was so happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went off tracking on an icy 'land'...&lt;br /&gt;suddenly I saw that the icy piece of 'land' in front looks kind of strange as if its melting...taking a closer look...&lt;br /&gt;the entire icy 'land' which we stood on...started to crack..and we all fell into the icy water....&lt;br /&gt;It was soooo soooo deep....&lt;br /&gt;down the deep water below the ice...&lt;br /&gt;I saw lots of layers of things flooding below it....&lt;br /&gt;I started to swim and search for the baby polar first as its the youngest and smallest among us all...&lt;br /&gt;finally managed to find it..&lt;br /&gt;and brought it to the 'shore'..&lt;br /&gt;then went searching for black dog...its been trapped somewhere...and finally I found it..&lt;br /&gt;just as the dog and me start searching for the horse...&lt;br /&gt;I was woken up by my hp alarm clock..&lt;br /&gt;and its time to get ready for work......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho my body is tired after all those swimming in my dream...I dragged myself to work still..and my brain is still searching for the horse under the ice...in the deep icy water....tho...I seems to grasp a sight of it galloping in the water somewhere..towards me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;What a dream.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-7048818068144825494?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-1640723755863591796</id><published>2008-04-04T10:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T10:28:35.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WESTMINSTER SHORTER CATECHISM</title><content type='html'>威斯敏斯特信仰问题&lt;br /&gt;问 13 始祖守住他们被造的地位吗？&lt;br /&gt;答 13 始祖即靠自由意志得罪了神，就从被造的地位堕落了。&lt;br /&gt;经文 传7:29 神照造人原是正直，但他们寻出许多巧计。&lt;br /&gt;WESTMINSTER SHORTER CATECHISM&lt;br /&gt;Q 13 Did our first parents continue in the estate wherein they were created?&lt;br /&gt;Ans.13 Our first parents, being left to the freedom of their own will, fell from the estate wherein they were created, by sinning against God.&lt;br /&gt;Scrip. Eccl 7:29  God made mankind upright, but men have gone in search of many schemes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-1640723755863591796?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/1640723755863591796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=1640723755863591796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/1640723755863591796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/1640723755863591796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/westminster-shorter-catechism.html' title='WESTMINSTER SHORTER CATECHISM'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-8289475526425907049</id><published>2008-04-02T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:12.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Watch Tells A Story</title><content type='html'>Not sure if this applies to you..&lt;br /&gt;but to me..every watch of mine tells a story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every watch be it given or bought at different times...holds certain memories of that period of time...thus..watches to me are really special...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I put on a watch which has stopped ticking since many years back....&lt;br /&gt;I decided its time to put it on again...&lt;br /&gt;Tho the secs-hand is no longer moving....but I decided to put it on anyway..just to remind me to get it checked and put in new battery, so as to continue its journey with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_OssEpXe7I/AAAAAAAABLE/exZdJq-6H-k/s1600-h/02042008(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_OssEpXe7I/AAAAAAAABLE/exZdJq-6H-k/s320/02042008(008).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184677469195041714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This nice watch is a present by some of my youth group buddies many years back..when we were still serving in Hougang. &lt;br /&gt;Tho after many years...this watch still looks good on me..and its still as unique as before. To be..its not so much of a matter of trend..as Trend is lead by people..&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not..&lt;br /&gt;If you start wearing something nice and unique...&lt;br /&gt;soon you will see it almost everywhere in Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;So..just be yourself..and be confidence with who you are and what you think you look Best in.&lt;br /&gt;Your taste might not be the same as others..but who care...You are the Unique You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like today..when my sis and I went to chose a bag..&lt;br /&gt;I told her that the bag which she wants looks too mature..and I dun like it..&lt;br /&gt;BUT..she is the one who is gonna carry it...so she decides it...as long as she is happy with it...by all means..&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to shop for my new 'school' bag..&lt;br /&gt;I picked up one huge golden bag...&lt;br /&gt;and another huge bag with sequins...&lt;br /&gt;and then another which my sister claim that she think it looks like her school bag tens of years ago...&lt;br /&gt;Well..my response to her is..."dear..the trend is always going back..."&lt;br /&gt;and she said "Yes, we are indeed very different...that is why you are you and I am I." And I totally agreed.&lt;br /&gt;I like LOUD stuff and LOUD colors..which well...its not her cup of tea...&lt;br /&gt;but..we always respect each other..and sometimes we do share some common liking..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;And finally..I got my Huge Golden Bag...even tho..its seems too Over-size..&lt;br /&gt;but well..its just a matter of being getting used to that look..&lt;br /&gt;Who knows...people might start carrying OVER-SIZED BAG soon...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie..that's all for tonite...time to study..&lt;br /&gt;nite nite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-8289475526425907049?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/8289475526425907049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=8289475526425907049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8289475526425907049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8289475526425907049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/every-watch-tells-story.html' title='Every Watch Tells A Story'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_OssEpXe7I/AAAAAAAABLE/exZdJq-6H-k/s72-c/02042008(008).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-6199284987689533339</id><published>2008-04-02T22:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:12.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time just ain't enough..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_GVlUpXe4I/AAAAAAAABKs/eE9eJyJfAGs/s1600-h/melted+clock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_GVlUpXe4I/AAAAAAAABKs/eE9eJyJfAGs/s320/melted+clock.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184089114510064514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since my classes started...I find that time doesn't seems to be enough..&lt;br /&gt;There are so much things to do..and so much to study..&lt;br /&gt;Recently need to learn time management...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my off day..&lt;br /&gt;Finally had enough sleep...&lt;br /&gt;Slept till 10plus..then wake up...&lt;br /&gt;First thing I did was...turn on my Monday's lecture recording...and flipped thru my notes...after revising for an hour or so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to get ready for my meeting with my client re: her website design to get feedback from her and work on how to improve on it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a totally alien place to meet her...its really exciting to be in a new place and explore that area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our meeting was great...&lt;br /&gt;After our meeting...I went to find a place to study for tomorrow class...&lt;br /&gt;Got a comfortable seat at Coffee Bean at International Plaza..&lt;br /&gt;ordered some food and coffee to fill my stomach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_OarkpXe5I/AAAAAAAABK0/WXLX9sMgb6U/s1600-h/02042008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_OarkpXe5I/AAAAAAAABK0/WXLX9sMgb6U/s320/02042008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184657669395807122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_Oa00pXe6I/AAAAAAAABK8/8EPrKnBIZgE/s1600-h/02042008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_Oa00pXe6I/AAAAAAAABK8/8EPrKnBIZgE/s320/02042008(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184657828309597090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading for 2 hours, my eyes hurt...I started to realise that my eyes sight are failing me... tho I have perfect eye sights...but after staring at my tiny print notes..my eyes couldn't take it anymore...&lt;br /&gt;I had to take a break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus..I left for home..but din wanna go home straight..thus..called a few person..but everyone is still working..couldn't talk to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally managed to locate my sister..and we met up to have dinner at Ajisen and did a little shopping... I got a huge bag for my study..and a pair of red shoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home contented...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little brother came home to get his stationeries...told me he got fever again..&lt;br /&gt;he went to see doctor..and had a short nap after that..&lt;br /&gt;At 9.30pm..he went back to Airforce School...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all..for today...&lt;br /&gt;now writing my blog and watch my favourite korean show on tv at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter will continue my study for tomorrow's class...burning midnite oil again..&lt;br /&gt;")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-6199284987689533339?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/6199284987689533339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=6199284987689533339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6199284987689533339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6199284987689533339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-just-aint-enough.html' title='Time just ain&apos;t enough..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_GVlUpXe4I/AAAAAAAABKs/eE9eJyJfAGs/s72-c/melted+clock.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-2743418485943043267</id><published>2008-04-01T23:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T00:12:45.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half cup empty, Half cup full...</title><content type='html'>Read in someone's blog lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She mentioned that we are all half-cup empty..which i then share my comments with her that we are infact half cup full... well..however, she didn't posted my comments on her blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite, my little brother came and told me disappointingly that he was the few 'unlucky' one to be posted to be the runway technician..in the Airforce which of cuz he is very disappointed...cuz since young he loves fighter planes...and I always brings him to Aerospace Show..I didn't much know how to express my thots to him except to tell him...God has better will for us. And he went to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got into my bed...I started to think...how should I explain my thots clearer to encourage him....&lt;br /&gt;And here was my conclusion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent him an sms cuz not sure he asleep by then...&lt;br /&gt;"A half empty cup and a half filled cup is the same cup. The only diff is, in your perspective. Your posting may not be your choice or what you hoped for....&lt;br /&gt;But importantly, you are the one to decide if you are going to be happy or not. Happiness come from within. Its not about how much we gain but its about how Big our heart is. (If your heart is Big enough to accept what God has given you as the best for you..even if its not what you want..and be contented...then you will always be a happy person.) &lt;br /&gt;God knows the best. Pilot might be important but if the lights on the runway spoilt, the plane could not take off or land..what do you think will happen?&lt;br /&gt;No job is too little or unimportant.&lt;br /&gt;You are the few lucky ones to get to do such important task. Not the unlucky ones my dear..ok?&lt;br /&gt;Nite. :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hee...of cuz the sms is slightly shorter abit lah..cuz wants to explain clearer here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure he will do well..and enjoy his stay in the Airforce school...&lt;br /&gt;as usual..he called me just now to share with me about his stay in Airforce School today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;So, remember..you are half-full and not half-empty...&lt;br /&gt;so what if you are 'empty' now..it only tells you have greater capacity than others to contain more...hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Cheer up....be positive ya...(Haha...strange to hear that from Angeline huh...Well...this shows that everything happens with a good reason. :)) &lt;br /&gt;So...Whatever cup we are...we will get ours filled and ever overflow someday..&lt;br /&gt;Like the blessing of God...&lt;br /&gt;overflowing..........till eternity......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-2743418485943043267?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/2743418485943043267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=2743418485943043267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/2743418485943043267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/2743418485943043267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/half-cup-empty-half-cup-full.html' title='Half cup empty, Half cup full...'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-8343486201905857887</id><published>2008-04-01T09:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:12.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time ain't enough...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_GVlUpXe4I/AAAAAAAABKs/eE9eJyJfAGs/s1600-h/melted+clock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_GVlUpXe4I/AAAAAAAABKs/eE9eJyJfAGs/s320/melted+clock.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184089114510064514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..since my school started..I am beginning to feel out of breath...&lt;br /&gt;trying hard to catch up with my school work, revision....while coping with my work and web designing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do hope as time goes by...things will get better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time just ain't enough for me...&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I can have more time to focuz in my study while coping with life..&lt;br /&gt;and of cuz have sufficient sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what? I am the happiest woman in the world right now...&lt;br /&gt;Keep reminding myself to take one step at a time, dun rush myself into things and try to handle them at all the same time..if not I will collapse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie Jia You Angeline!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-8343486201905857887?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/8343486201905857887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=8343486201905857887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8343486201905857887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8343486201905857887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-aint-enough.html' title='Time ain&apos;t enough...'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R_GVlUpXe4I/AAAAAAAABKs/eE9eJyJfAGs/s72-c/melted+clock.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-4005471527275949266</id><published>2008-03-30T23:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T23:17:50.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adjustment in New Life</title><content type='html'>Phew...this week has been really a hectic week for me..&lt;br /&gt;Trying really hard to adjust to this new schedule in my life...&lt;br /&gt;coping with work, my own web design project and struggling with 2 different class in a week every monday and thurs...and as time goes by..saturday classes will come in as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling really exhausted...&lt;br /&gt;Now in the mist of studying what was taught during the 1st lesson and trying to understand all the definations in this really thick textbook for Quantitative Methods in Information Management...&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy for me cuz even tho I am always in touch with retails and marketing..&lt;br /&gt;but many terms they use is really alien to me..&lt;br /&gt;I seem to come from another planet as I attend this class nervously..&lt;br /&gt;Its really unlike my designing..&lt;br /&gt;Even Web design...&lt;br /&gt;At least I am full of confidence when I am attending classes relating to design..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well..its just a matter of time...to get myself comfortable with what I am studying..and preparing myself for the future.&lt;br /&gt;The future seems bright and interesting for me...&lt;br /&gt;The things taught are really interesting..&lt;br /&gt;I just need abundant time to allow myself to absord what has been taught...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my buddy in church today..she was asking me how was my study..saying it must be really tough...&lt;br /&gt;Her hubby is feeling the stress too..as he is also taking a degree course at night like me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her ya...its really exhausting....&lt;br /&gt;But well...I will make it to the end and put in my BEST.&lt;br /&gt;There is no return for this route I am taking...&lt;br /&gt;so...cheer me on buddies..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..that also means..less seeing of me..and less partying for me..&lt;br /&gt;but will try to engage myself in sports to get myself fit enough to fight this challenge...Go! Go! Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie..time to get back to my study!&lt;br /&gt;Ciao...&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-4005471527275949266?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/4005471527275949266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=4005471527275949266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4005471527275949266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4005471527275949266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/adjustment-in-new-life.html' title='Adjustment in New Life'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-4833880756607947452</id><published>2008-03-29T23:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T23:59:03.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices</title><content type='html'>Today an interesting question suddenly popped up in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;i.e. if one day you were to lose all your memory and left only one part of the memory, which state of your life will you chose to retain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I would chose to lose all my memories and left only present state of my life ..forget about all the hurts and pains..and remember only MY BEST LIFE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;Present state is the Best State ever in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Be it for my Career, my Family, my Opportunity to Study and all those people who truly love me and stay by me..and of cuz most of all...God who has never left me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? &lt;br /&gt;I know there are many memories esp those which hurts us badly which we wanna forget..and even hope it is fully erased of...&lt;br /&gt;but there are lots of good memories like childhood memories or your first date or whatsoever..&lt;br /&gt;Thus...&lt;br /&gt;if you were to chose a part of your memory which you can keep..what will that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it and leave down your comments here..&lt;br /&gt;You dun have to put who you are...&lt;br /&gt;or you can look for a "CONTACT ME" button on the right hand side and filled it up there...&lt;br /&gt;The best is you can just write in my chatter box...&lt;br /&gt;I really can't figure out..why aren't it been fully utilised? Its simple..&lt;br /&gt;just type in ur msg and your name or nick then click GO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so strange...that my chatterbox doesn't have much response other that my dear buddies..and of cuz not forgetting..those really good people who often leave me their encouraging words..really..thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, come on...get your engine started..okie..I will be really really happy..&lt;br /&gt;Angeline loves responses..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-4833880756607947452?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/4833880756607947452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=4833880756607947452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4833880756607947452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4833880756607947452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-6313446104978535755</id><published>2008-03-28T23:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:14.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-0cN0pXeyI/AAAAAAAABJ8/wAsZonfIhcM/s1600-h/28032008(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-0cN0pXeyI/AAAAAAAABJ8/wAsZonfIhcM/s320/28032008(004).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182829769969335074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Friday today. Supposed to be a party nite..but due to working, studying and designing..I am really exhausted...thus just wanna find a nice place to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arranged to meet my little brother at Bugis junction to bring him to my friends' Creation Cafe to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Creation cafe is a christian cafe which specialise in italian food- Spaggetti.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone which I brought there just love the food there.&lt;br /&gt;My friend Alex who is the main chef and the boss there cooks great food.&lt;br /&gt;And Best of all its cheap as compare to other restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Where to get nice and cheap food?&lt;br /&gt;Creation cafe is located at Shaw Tower (Beach Road) Level 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We supposed to meet at 7pm..but my little brother actually came about 8plus as he was too exhausted..and dozed off at home..&lt;br /&gt;I bought a nice cap and a pair of earrings while waiting for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-0b00pXexI/AAAAAAAABJ0/UjXHlM-E2jI/s1600-h/28032008(012).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-0b00pXexI/AAAAAAAABJ0/UjXHlM-E2jI/s320/28032008(012).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182829340472605458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time since I went to Creation Cafe to eat.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the last time I ate there was nearly a year ago, on my birthday last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nic (another Boss of Creation) seems to be in a better shape now. He was very happy to see me..tho he couldn't recognise me at one look till I 'phss' him..and he looked up saying 'hey, its u..you change alot..wow look so..Hip.." hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;I asked to see his daughter's pic and he showed me in a rush..looks really pretty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was starving...cuz waited too long for my little brother..&lt;br /&gt;Finally the food arrived..&lt;br /&gt;I recommended the Chillie Crab spaggetti and fussili for my little brother.&lt;br /&gt;We order the set dinner which comes with garlic bread, soup, Ice-tea, Main course (spaggetti) and Brownie with ice-cream...My brother had Apple crumble with ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-0caEpXezI/AAAAAAAABKE/ga2AyBBNJ80/s1600-h/28032008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-0caEpXezI/AAAAAAAABKE/ga2AyBBNJ80/s320/28032008(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182829980422732594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-0cs0pXe0I/AAAAAAAABKM/zK2ur1rP4UM/s1600-h/28032008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-0cs0pXe0I/AAAAAAAABKM/zK2ur1rP4UM/s320/28032008(006).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182830302545279810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-0c60pXe1I/AAAAAAAABKU/ioiHvIPWago/s1600-h/28032008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-0c60pXe1I/AAAAAAAABKU/ioiHvIPWago/s320/28032008(007).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182830543063448402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-0dPEpXe2I/AAAAAAAABKc/92Rhs6L4d_g/s1600-h/28032008(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-0dPEpXe2I/AAAAAAAABKc/92Rhs6L4d_g/s320/28032008(009).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182830890955799394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-0dckpXe3I/AAAAAAAABKk/lcbG3EP3B28/s1600-h/28032008(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-0dckpXe3I/AAAAAAAABKk/lcbG3EP3B28/s320/28032008(010).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182831122884033394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See..looks yummy right???&lt;br /&gt;The business there is pretty good...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do pop by someday to Creation Cafe for their set dinner and set lunch..&lt;br /&gt;All these which we had..only cost us $17.90 each much cheaper than eating at other restaurant and no extra charges. Really worth the price.&lt;br /&gt;But remember, as they are Christian Cafe, they rest on Sunday. They are closed on Public Holidays too..I think.&lt;br /&gt;Oh..and they only accept Cash..no nets or credit card will be accepted..as this will helps to reduce the price for the food..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-0bEUpXewI/AAAAAAAABJs/aKUnvPRV0eQ/s1600-h/28032008(011).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-0bEUpXewI/AAAAAAAABJs/aKUnvPRV0eQ/s400/28032008(011).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182828507248950018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-6313446104978535755?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/6313446104978535755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=6313446104978535755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6313446104978535755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6313446104978535755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/creation.html' title='Creation'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-0cN0pXeyI/AAAAAAAABJ8/wAsZonfIhcM/s72-c/28032008(004).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-3408592356955513297</id><published>2008-03-28T11:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T11:40:59.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News on Bill Gates'/><title type='text'>News on Bill Gates</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://images.video.msn.com/flash/soapbox1_1.swf" quality="high" width="432" height="364" base="http://images.video.msn.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" pluginspage="http://macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="c=v&amp;v=43d00397-d251-448f-87c0-6574ef77729c&amp;ifs=true&amp;fr=msnvideo&amp;mkt=en-US&amp;brand="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.msn.com/video.aspx?vid=43d00397-d251-448f-87c0-6574ef77729c" target="_new" title="Bill Gates - Last day at Microsoft - CES 2008"&gt;Video: Bill Gates - Last day at Microsoft - CES 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-3408592356955513297?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/3408592356955513297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=3408592356955513297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3408592356955513297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3408592356955513297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/news-on-bill-gates.html' title='News on Bill Gates'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-6169754503526925967</id><published>2008-03-26T20:40:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:15.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to spend your off day wisely..</title><content type='html'>Today is once again my off day..&lt;br /&gt;I needed it seriously...&lt;br /&gt;after being busy for past few days...&lt;br /&gt;I need enough sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really sleep well cuz my sister who has been suffering from insomia for past few days came into my room asking for permission to sleep in my room with me last nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worrying the whole nite if she can sleep well...like a mum...I woke up a few times in the middle of the nite to check if she managed to get to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Even lent her my expensive special pillow which I bought from Silk factory which has this 'thing' in it which can help one to sleep well..Not sure if its true but I think i not longer have insomia at least from what I know after using this pillow..&lt;br /&gt;I hope this pillow can help her to sleep well last nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rushed off to work this morning..forgot her wallet and keys..haiz..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much about her..&lt;br /&gt;now let'see..the theme for today is how to spend your off day wisely..&lt;br /&gt;I set a goal for today to use the cheapest way to have a happy off day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started off with a nice cheap lunch at the coffee shop near my place.&lt;br /&gt;Order a plate of $2.00 fried wan ton noodles and a glass of Teh-O. Told myself..its my off day..so..no rushing my meals..just sit back relax and eat slowly..enjoy my meal and be satisfied..and sure I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Lunch I went to POSB to get my atm card changed cuz its torn..haha used too much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home about 1plus did 3 rounds of laudries..can imagine how many clothes are accumulated.. of cuz not just my clothes..its my family's clothings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got online did a little research on others web site design..and check on the chinese version of the web site I finally got it done up and put up last nite..to see if its running okie..Looks simple and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-pOHkpXepI/AAAAAAAABI0/DcKB4qvHEv4/s1600-h/26032008(015).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-pOHkpXepI/AAAAAAAABI0/DcKB4qvHEv4/s400/26032008(015).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182040213246409362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I read a little of my study notes of what I was taught on Mon's class on QMIM and a few short articles on my Favourite Books 《Attitudes affect altitude》 《态度决定你的高度》 (施以诺）－ A famous doctor cum writer - I highly recommended his books..helped me over my hard times..and built me into a better person. Next is a book 《Joy For A Woman's Soul》《简单的喜乐》.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-pOGkpXeoI/AAAAAAAABIs/eBHbHVV8i7Y/s1600-h/26032008(017).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-pOGkpXeoI/AAAAAAAABIs/eBHbHVV8i7Y/s400/26032008(017).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182040196066540162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 3.30pm took a break..to enjoy my childhood favourite even till now...Chinese Cup Cakes which I bought during my lunch at coffee shop.&lt;br /&gt;Since when I was a little girl, I love to eat things with many colours..and this is one of them..esp when its hot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-pOKUpXerI/AAAAAAAABJE/acxoIeJFiQ4/s1600-h/26032008(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-pOKUpXerI/AAAAAAAABJE/acxoIeJFiQ4/s400/26032008(004).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182040260491049650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus I steamed it up and made myself a cup of Chinese tea - Long Jin Cha to go with it. Hmm...yummy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really an easy way to be happy and contented...without spending too much money..hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While happily occupying myself with all these...I suddenly noticed..someone has been watching me all these while behind my pillow...&lt;br /&gt;hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is it???&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-pOJUpXeqI/AAAAAAAABI8/Zd2-fdhIT9s/s1600-h/26032008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-pOJUpXeqI/AAAAAAAABI8/Zd2-fdhIT9s/s400/26032008(007).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182040243311180450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Mr Bear...&lt;br /&gt;He looks so funny...when I saw him at this position...and so I quickly took my Hp and took down this pic..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;After tea..its time for my favourite Korean Series...watched the 青蛙王子拜金女 again..picked out the series which they will be showing tonite and watch in details without skipping much this time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-pQu0pXesI/AAAAAAAABJM/Qwn87LWJbfY/s1600-h/26032008(012).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-pQu0pXesI/AAAAAAAABJM/Qwn87LWJbfY/s400/26032008(012).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182043086579530434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its dinner time, Boy Boy (my little brother) came back from his Airforce School..&lt;br /&gt;we went out for dinner at another coffeeshop nearby...&lt;br /&gt;I had Roast chicken with rice and Ice Lemon Tea..&lt;br /&gt;'Boy Boy' has chicken noodles...and Ice Lemon Tea..&lt;br /&gt;I like this kind of Ice tea..taste really good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-pQwUpXetI/AAAAAAAABJU/OC1y0hvL_Sw/s1600-h/26032008(019).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-pQwUpXetI/AAAAAAAABJU/OC1y0hvL_Sw/s400/26032008(019).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182043112349334226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-pQxEpXeuI/AAAAAAAABJc/0Ew8C8snGx4/s1600-h/26032008(020).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-pQxEpXeuI/AAAAAAAABJc/0Ew8C8snGx4/s400/26032008(020).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182043125234236130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the Pet shop nearby to get a packet of expensive Dog food and a packet of expensive Cat food...&lt;br /&gt;While I am taking a long time to pick what to buy...cuz very expensive must choose properly..Boy Boy actually attracted the pet shop's dog and cat to play with him..&lt;br /&gt;really can't stand it..&lt;br /&gt;esp the dog..looks so comfortable lying on Boy Boy's feet..so I quickly took out my hp again and 'click' goes my camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-pQxkpXevI/AAAAAAAABJk/b0LrG006_Y8/s1600-h/26032008(021).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-pQxkpXevI/AAAAAAAABJk/b0LrG006_Y8/s400/26032008(021).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182043133824170738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shop owner was kind enough to give me some discount..as she probably heard my grumbling to my little brother that its so expensive..esp when I have two dogs and a cat to feed..aiyo.."Heart pain" lah..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back just a while ago..time to write my blog and then continue to work on the other two pages of the English version of the web page..on that same project..&lt;br /&gt;very time consuming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie..and so..that's how one can spend a happy, fruitful yet cheap off day. Key to it is..Contentment. Contentment to simplicity = Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-6169754503526925967?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/6169754503526925967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=6169754503526925967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6169754503526925967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6169754503526925967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-to-spend-your-off-day-wisely.html' title='How to spend your off day wisely..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-pOHkpXepI/AAAAAAAABI0/DcKB4qvHEv4/s72-c/26032008(015).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-5425460321006138155</id><published>2008-03-24T23:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T00:41:19.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of School...</title><content type='html'>This evening was my first day of School..&lt;br /&gt;was really excited and nervous at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am taking Bachelor of Sci (Hons) in Marketing..today I had my first lesson which is Quantitative Methods In Information Management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the lecturer Sebastian Koh started to speak and run thru what he will be covering.. all those alien terms..kind of frightened me off...&lt;br /&gt;what Signma, Means, Standard Deviation..Parameter...&lt;br /&gt;Wah...my head goes ?? ..???...???????..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got no clue what he is talking about..hahaha..nearly fainted..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;It got better when he started to go into today's lesson...&lt;br /&gt;started to make some sense finally...&lt;br /&gt;but no time to really digest what he teach immediately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he gave us 20 mins break..and there after the break..&lt;br /&gt;we were 'forced' to go into groups to discuss the topic he wrote on the board after reading the relevant pages..&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to kind of run thru everything and apply all that he taught before the break immediately and do a presentation to the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of discussed with my group and analyse with them..write out all the structure and key points ..which they thereafter told me to present saying since I seems to know better and told them all these..which...I told them no no..get someone else..cuz there was one of it which I wasn't very sure how to explain..&lt;br /&gt;at the end..one of the guy went up and we just backed him up to explain by the side..&lt;br /&gt;we didn't really do well..I guess..lack of self-confidence and shy..&lt;br /&gt;Well..things will get better when we know the class better..its our first class after all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must make sure I fully understand if I were to do the presentation the next round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things got clearer after the presentation..as we watch each of the groups present and our lecturer concluded everything after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey..you guys..can anyone explain to me..what it means by "both random and simple random surveys requires there to be a list of names or perhaps maps to sample from. This list is usually called a frame. Quota sampling does not carry this requirement."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun quite understand.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz under Quota Sample it says Interviewers are given quota of number they must contact and interview &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;by sex, social class, age and other variable relevant to the investigation being undertaken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then isn't it consider a frame already in Quota Sample?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since its Random for Random and simple Random survey..why is a frame needed when you only pick randomly? Whereas Quota sample picks from specific group?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can answer pls advise me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is not so important and won't really come out for exam..but I just want to understand everything which I am taught.&lt;br /&gt;Since I am a perfectionist..I feel like something is chocking me..causing me indigestion if I dun clear my doubt..I can't sleep well..&lt;br /&gt;So help me pls..&lt;br /&gt;thank u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite..very tired..hopefully I can get to sleep even with this thing up in my throat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. u know something..this lecturer is really something..&lt;br /&gt;just first lesson..he remembered everyone's name already..he memorise it immediately when we write our names down in a piece of paper before our attendence book arrived. Impressive...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-5425460321006138155?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/5425460321006138155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=5425460321006138155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5425460321006138155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5425460321006138155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of School...'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-8440677644038937750</id><published>2008-03-24T01:41:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:17.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YF Coffee Session..</title><content type='html'>Its been a loooooong time since our Youth Fellowship did some catching up..&lt;br /&gt;thus, Cat sms us to have KOPI session today at Airport Terminal 3. A new and nice place  which I have been wanting to go but have not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since many in church start sms-ing me asking me how am I recently ..&lt;br /&gt;as they haven't been seeing me and catching up with me for weeks..&lt;br /&gt;not that I din attend church but I guess I kind of rush off after service with my younger bro and mum..&lt;br /&gt;Weeks ago..I am sick so I skipped one sunday service&lt;br /&gt;and last week..I was the speaker for Children Worship...thus they din see me in the Adult Worship Service...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..I think..I kind of neglected my YF group..its time to 'show face' ..&lt;br /&gt;Kind of missed them..actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho I wanted to spend time to continue my web designing project..but I guess..I need to go and have some fellowship and catching up with them.&lt;br /&gt;Thus Jason &amp; Cat came to pick me up at my place..and we went to the Airport T.3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way..I was telling them...&lt;br /&gt;hmm..seems that only Singaporean has this practice to go Airport..not just to take flight..&lt;br /&gt;we go to Airport for dating 'pak tor', study...shopping..gathering...coffee..etc..&lt;br /&gt;Its really interesting..&lt;br /&gt;you dun get much of such in other countries...&lt;br /&gt;that's why our Airport is so successful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met at TCC in T.3 at about 10plus...&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy, Grace, Jason, Cat, Rongfa, Helen, Linglee, May, David and Myself..went.(10 of us.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered coffee, soup, drinks, cakes..and as usual..like a big happy family.. happy and close brothers and sisters in Christ...we eat and share all our food and drinks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-acCUpXeiI/AAAAAAAABH8/xpSbqYmxkXw/s1600-h/23032008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-acCUpXeiI/AAAAAAAABH8/xpSbqYmxkXw/s400/23032008(006).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180999985052219938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried Tiramisu..as Mr Sunshine suggested me to give it another chance the last time I met up with him..but..conclusion..I still dun like it...I still love cheese cake..&lt;br /&gt;hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-acCkpXejI/AAAAAAAABIE/BEmtm8bTXBs/s1600-h/23032008(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-acCkpXejI/AAAAAAAABIE/BEmtm8bTXBs/s400/23032008(008).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180999989347187250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-acC0pXekI/AAAAAAAABIM/2Bq35VeVbTk/s1600-h/23032008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-acC0pXekI/AAAAAAAABIM/2Bq35VeVbTk/s400/23032008(007).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180999993642154562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-acDEpXelI/AAAAAAAABIU/ivNKbohJJNM/s1600-h/23032008(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-acDEpXelI/AAAAAAAABIU/ivNKbohJJNM/s400/23032008(009).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180999997937121874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-acDUpXemI/AAAAAAAABIc/yc-szc09uDU/s1600-h/23032008(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-acDUpXemI/AAAAAAAABIc/yc-szc09uDU/s400/23032008(010).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181000002232089186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this feeling...its so warm hearted...we are so blessed to have each other.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for wonderful friends like them.&lt;br /&gt;Can't image that I can be so close to them..and that they became part of my support..&lt;br /&gt;esp when all my close buddies moved to another countries and start having their own families...&lt;br /&gt;Some of them..even used to be my students...&lt;br /&gt;really happy to have them around..&lt;br /&gt;Tho I am the eldest there...&lt;br /&gt;and I never feel left out......always young at heart..hee..&lt;br /&gt;and they will never let me feel left out..and always..respect me and gives me lots of support and encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age is never a matter...&lt;br /&gt;its the heart and love that counts..&lt;br /&gt;God bless. :) Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended our coffee session about 12plus..&lt;br /&gt;reached home about 1plus am.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God Father In Heaven for a Happy family not just at home but in Christ too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday..joined my elder brother, his wife and my precious princess..for dinner at an indian vegetarian restuarant..buffet..you eat as much as you like..and pay as much as you like..meaning..its up to you how much you wanna pay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-abCkpXegI/AAAAAAAABHs/B61Al4puIXI/s1600-h/22032008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-abCkpXegI/AAAAAAAABHs/B61Al4puIXI/s400/22032008(003).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180998889835559426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thereafter we went to the civilisation museum.&lt;br /&gt;Princess was dress like a santa-rena yesterday..so sweet...&lt;br /&gt;Kit (my sister in law) say this suit is a present from Peter and Sandra, my buddies in Melbourne..its actually Winnie the Pooh..very cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-abC0pXehI/AAAAAAAABH0/gt2Q-WsRWyk/s1600-h/22032008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-abC0pXehI/AAAAAAAABH0/gt2Q-WsRWyk/s400/22032008(006).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180998894130526738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u dear... :) hee..&lt;br /&gt;Princess is growing too fast..some of the clothes you bought she cannot fit in already..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..my Di-Di..younger brother got his posting..he is going to the Airforce School tomorrow...as Airplane Technician..I think...interesting..&lt;br /&gt;I told him must thank God..God is gracious to him..cuz God knows he loves aeroplane alot....See...God is really good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know...I was sharing with someone that this period of time..tho I was badly hurt..but its the happiest moments in my life..&lt;br /&gt;Esp after I learnt about my self-value..and start loving myself..and my life..&lt;br /&gt;I seems to enjoy everything around me..&lt;br /&gt;Everything around me is the Best right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got to enjoy the closeness of my family...&lt;br /&gt;esp Dad who never cooks..started cooking nowadays and forced us to eat it even if we have already eaten outside..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;I have got the love of family..&lt;br /&gt;the love of friends..&lt;br /&gt;Web designing project....&lt;br /&gt;my job seems going okie for me too...&lt;br /&gt;and starting my Degree in Marketing Tomorrow too.. from MDIS (University of Braford-UK)..Every mon and thur.&lt;br /&gt;I really love my life now..&lt;br /&gt;Its really MY BEST LIFE NOW...&lt;br /&gt;And of cuz not forgeting..drawing close to God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is filled with gratitude and happiness...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes..when you think you lost some thing..you actually gained more instead...&lt;br /&gt;Thank U Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite everyone..&lt;br /&gt;Yippeee..tomorrow is my first day of school..&lt;br /&gt;haha..like my youths say..jokingly...&lt;br /&gt;oh you are sooo excited to be back in school..&lt;br /&gt;have u got your pencil box..your school bag..and your white socks..&lt;br /&gt;and I played along..saying YA....hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u guys for all your supports here..to make me who I am right now..too...&lt;br /&gt;You have been part of my joy and happiness too...&lt;br /&gt;Muck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-8440677644038937750?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/8440677644038937750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=8440677644038937750&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8440677644038937750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8440677644038937750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/yf-coffee-session.html' title='YF Coffee Session..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-acCUpXeiI/AAAAAAAABH8/xpSbqYmxkXw/s72-c/23032008(006).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-663021735039542367</id><published>2008-03-24T01:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:20.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th Anniversary Celebration</title><content type='html'>Today is Resurrection day or what we commonly known as Easter Day, an important day for all man kind. A joyous day. A day of Hope. Without this day, we will live without Hope &amp; meaning..&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day which we remember that Jesus Christ our Lord who dead for us on the cross resurrected on the 3rd day...victory over death..that we may live...proving that He is God.&lt;br /&gt;If Jesus has not risen as He promised..He is not God and we will have no hope for Heaven..&lt;br /&gt;Many in the history tried all ways to proved that Jesus' resurrection is not real..but FAILED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..today is also our church's 5th Anniversary. Tho I have been in this church for since 1991 which is about 17 years or so..5 years ago, we decided to split our chapel into two and moved out of Hougang into Geylang area and set up this new chapel...&lt;br /&gt;We started in this new place near Aljunied MRT with about 50 over people...5 years down the road..Today we have a congregation of 120 over people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today pastor say..we have been relying on our Mother Church Zion Church in building this place for us so that we can use..now its time to take up a new challenge ourselves..and build another chapel by our own strength..and of cuz with the blessing of God our Provider..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, our chapel has booked a new place somewhere between, Hougang and Yio Chu Kang area.&lt;br /&gt;And we have to start praying about it..and contribute our share in building up this place by our own.&lt;br /&gt;To our Mother Church, its a small project which they can easily handle..but it will be a challenge for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As God has been our provider, we are sure, there will be no problem in achieving that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, we went to 千禧楼 for our celebration lunch..a chinese restaurant with delicious food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having wonderful fellowship there today...&lt;br /&gt;Church booked a bus to fetch us there..its very near to our church infact..&lt;br /&gt;just one MRT Station away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the sharkfin..yummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the restaurant..&lt;br /&gt;The student fellowship teens..(guys) actually did some lame thing with the poor chicken head from one of the dish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what they do..to this poor dead chicken..which cannot even rest in peace..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-aUKkpXedI/AAAAAAAABHU/paPA3DY7r9s/s1600-h/23032008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-aUKkpXedI/AAAAAAAABHU/paPA3DY7r9s/s400/23032008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180991330693118418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-aUK0pXeeI/AAAAAAAABHc/lUjlzNinaIQ/s1600-h/23032008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-aUK0pXeeI/AAAAAAAABHc/lUjlzNinaIQ/s400/23032008(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180991334988085730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First the poor chicken head becomes a cocktail deco...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-aULEpXefI/AAAAAAAABHk/0SRF0hA5KMg/s1600-h/23032008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-aULEpXefI/AAAAAAAABHk/0SRF0hA5KMg/s400/23032008(003).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180991339283053042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then..it became what they called the 鱼尾鸡 Mer-Chicken..instead of 鱼尾狮　Merlion..&lt;br /&gt;Its so lame..but really funny..&lt;br /&gt;this poor chicken head..suddenly becomes the focus of attention over the lunch event..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-663021735039542367?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/663021735039542367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=663021735039542367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/663021735039542367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/663021735039542367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/5th-anniversary-celebration.html' title='5th Anniversary Celebration'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-aUKkpXedI/AAAAAAAABHU/paPA3DY7r9s/s72-c/23032008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-6715632659201544679</id><published>2008-03-21T22:48:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:21.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mixing bowl'/><title type='text'>Mixing bowl...</title><content type='html'>Saw Mr Bear having a serious look, siting at the corner of my bed...&lt;br /&gt;can't resist but took a pic of him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-PS2UpXeZI/AAAAAAAABG0/b6uVjs5hM_I/s1600-h/Serious+Mr+Bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-PS2UpXeZI/AAAAAAAABG0/b6uVjs5hM_I/s400/Serious+Mr+Bear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180215827103185298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching the latest korean series "青蛙王子拜金女".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, did a little thinking &amp; review about what I learnt from this show. I love Korean series cuz they are very Rich in contents, filled with precious lessons in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like...&lt;br /&gt;a mixing bowl.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-PS20pXeaI/AAAAAAAABG8/C-tMKA71t2k/s1600-h/mixing+salad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-PS20pXeaI/AAAAAAAABG8/C-tMKA71t2k/s400/mixing+salad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180215835693119906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I love Eating...tho I dun weight that much...&lt;br /&gt;I realised that good and tasty food often comes in a blending of different taste.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't contain just single taste like sweet alone or bitter alone or salty alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good tasty food often seems to have a mixture of a few taste like saltiness, sweetness, bitterness, sour or spicy etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food with mixture of taste will last and does not cause one to feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just like our life, &lt;br /&gt;sometimes, good things happen..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes...bad things happen....&lt;br /&gt;sometimes..we feel excited...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes....we feel happy, sad or lost......and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when one mixed all these into a huge bowl.......&lt;br /&gt;it becomes something we called LIFE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus do not grumble about why life is full of Ups &amp; Downs...sweetness, bitterness, saltness, spicy or sour.&lt;br /&gt;Taking away any part of this seasoning...life...seems...dull and meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without losing something..how can one knows what is most precious?&lt;br /&gt;Without Downs..how can one knows what is Ups...&lt;br /&gt;Without Heartaches...how can one knows what is Happiness...&lt;br /&gt;Withour Fear....how can one knows what is Peace....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember, becuz life with a mixture of all this seasoning....Life becomes richer...and wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God once again..for each failure I have in my life..cuz it makes me stronger and helps me to be a better me.&lt;br /&gt;Failure do not strike me down but only makes me stronger..don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;Tho it takes time to climb up again...&lt;br /&gt;But important thing is..one gets up again..and not how long one takes to get up on her feet, dun you agree?&lt;br /&gt;hee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers that I am on my Feet again..&lt;br /&gt;haha..I think my feet are getting bigger cuz they becomes more stable after each fall..hahahaha... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-PS3EpXecI/AAAAAAAABHM/rtSE-mjNH5w/s1600-h/big+feet+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-PS3EpXecI/AAAAAAAABHM/rtSE-mjNH5w/s400/big+feet+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180215839988087234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..friends..have you get your mixing spoon ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-PS20pXebI/AAAAAAAABHE/hn6PUYJe8AY/s1600-h/mixing+spoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-PS20pXebI/AAAAAAAABHE/hn6PUYJe8AY/s400/mixing+spoon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180215835693119922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready to 'mix-up' your life.... :P&lt;br /&gt;Let's start mixing....... ")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-6715632659201544679?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/6715632659201544679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=6715632659201544679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6715632659201544679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6715632659201544679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-is-like.html' title='Mixing bowl...'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-PS2UpXeZI/AAAAAAAABG0/b6uVjs5hM_I/s72-c/Serious+Mr+Bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-571894270402547563</id><published>2008-03-21T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:21.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-PJP0pXeYI/AAAAAAAABGs/5fzmAyLTaOs/s1600-h/Jesus+on+the+cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-PJP0pXeYI/AAAAAAAABGs/5fzmAyLTaOs/s400/Jesus+on+the+cross.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180205270073571714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Good Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what is Good Friday about, other than its a public holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its a day of Hope for Man kind.&lt;br /&gt;Without this day, we all live without Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000years ago, Jesus Christ the only Son of God came to earth to become man dwell among us, yet he is without sins (which man has), with a mission, that is not to enjoy the life of the king but rather to suffer and die. &lt;br /&gt;To be nailed on the cross so as to pay the ransom for us (all mankind on earth). &lt;br /&gt;Only the sinless's blood can wash away our sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus took up all our sins on himself and was nailed on the cross so as to use His precious blood to wash away our sins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As God, He has every power and ability not to be nailed on the cross but..He chose to die for you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest LOVE of all is AGAPE i.e. Sacrificial Love. &lt;br /&gt;Since all of us have sins, we are separated from God and cannot enter into heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves us but hated sins...And since God is Love and Justice at the same time, He cannot bear to let us His precious creation made in His Image to be thrown into eternal suffering (Hell) after we depart from this world..&lt;br /&gt;He prepared mansions for you and me and wants us to be with HIM to enjoy eternal happiness (in Heaven). - mentioned in John 14:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no sins can enter into heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Sins need to be punished.&lt;br /&gt;Thus He had to send HIS one and only precious son Jesus Christ to die for you and me that we who believe in HIM and confess our sins, our sins will be cleanse and we will be able to go to heaven. (mentioned in John 3:16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becuz of this GREATEST LOVE OF ALL, we are able to realise how precious we are. And we live each day within this LOVE &amp; Happiness &amp; Peace, knowing that one day we will all return to this mansion UP THERE and meet our creator, Our Father and Our Saviour Jesus Christ there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Father in Heaven! Thank you Jesus Christ! Thank you Holy Spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, while attending Good Friday Service in our mother Church, Zion Presbyterian Church, I was pondering on the greatest LOVE of all. My heart is filled with gratitude &amp; thanks giving which no words can ever express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a simple prayer - "Thank you Lord for creating me, for giving me life, for saving me from my sins, for forgiving and cleansing me of my sins, for giving me HOPE- as Jesus rose on the 3rd day - proving that He is God and victory of death that death no longer threatens me.&lt;br /&gt;Most of all..thank you Lord for loving me and for making me who I am - for being Me, Angeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything!&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-571894270402547563?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/571894270402547563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=571894270402547563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/571894270402547563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/571894270402547563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-PJP0pXeYI/AAAAAAAABGs/5fzmAyLTaOs/s72-c/Jesus+on+the+cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-1975126627202724653</id><published>2008-03-19T23:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:21.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>George Bernard Shaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-E8j3AgnkI/AAAAAAAABGg/6n9ooXyoTXo/s1600-h/bernard-shaw-george.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-E8j3AgnkI/AAAAAAAABGg/6n9ooXyoTXo/s400/bernard-shaw-george.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179487633211956802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent entire day working on my web designing project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to meet Michael today..first for lunch but he couldn't make it..so we changed to coffee...but as I was working on my web design project, time flies...I had to sms him to postpone it to another day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too engross working on this web design project that I even exceeded the time I was supposed to leave home for my MDIS -University of Bradford's orientation..and had to take a cab down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Orientation was held at the Unicampus at Stirling Road.&lt;br /&gt;It was short and sweet..took about one hour plus..&lt;br /&gt;After the briefing..I went to visit the canteen to see what they sell..&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking towards the canteen..&lt;br /&gt;Sometime caught my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;Quotes by some famous people was hang on the wall..with their Huge portraits..&lt;br /&gt;One which got my attention was this..which I wrote it down to share with you here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a quote by George Bernard Shaw..(to know who he is you can do a web-search).&lt;br /&gt;Sorry too tired and had to rush to finish off my web design project..so can't do it for u this round..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here is the quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"People are always blaming circumstances for what they are. I don't believe in circumstance. The people who get ahead in this world are the people who get up &amp; look for the circumstance they want, and if they can't find them, make them."&lt;/span&gt;-George Bernard Shaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of a friend of mine who used to say this similar thing to me.&lt;br /&gt;Tho I dun totally agree to it..&lt;br /&gt;But I believe in picking up the courage to step out and taking initiative to create what we want to happen...and make a difference rather than wait and see till if it happens or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I also believe in God's timing and having patient, not to rush it..waiting for the right opportunity to do the right thing. &lt;br /&gt;Right timing = Half success...&lt;br /&gt;Tho even right timing + ur best may not always equals to Success..&lt;br /&gt;But at least you tried...&lt;br /&gt;U live with not regrets....&lt;br /&gt;And U get ur answer, knowing that its probably just ISN'T SUITABLE for you, that's all. And Not that you are Not Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like me...I tried..and have put in my best...tho I DIDN'T SUCCEED...&lt;br /&gt;that DOESN'T MEAN I AM NOT GOOD..IT DOESN'T AFFECT MY VALUE....&lt;br /&gt;IT ONLY TELLS ME ITS NOT SUITABLE FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;Every glass slipper fits only the right cinderalla...even tho everyone tries..and no harm trying....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-1975126627202724653?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/1975126627202724653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=1975126627202724653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/1975126627202724653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/1975126627202724653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/george-bernard-shaw.html' title='George Bernard Shaw'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R-E8j3AgnkI/AAAAAAAABGg/6n9ooXyoTXo/s72-c/bernard-shaw-george.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-8967482498205245290</id><published>2008-03-18T11:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T11:52:18.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRUIT OF SPIRIT</title><content type='html'>As children of God, we bears the fruits of the Holy Spirit which is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Joy&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;Patience&lt;br /&gt;Kindness&lt;br /&gt;Goodness&lt;br /&gt;Faithfulness&lt;br /&gt;Gentleness&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Self-Control&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us remind &amp; encourage each other to pursue in the growth and bearing of these fruits of Spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-8967482498205245290?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/8967482498205245290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=8967482498205245290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8967482498205245290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8967482498205245290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/fruit-of-spirit.html' title='FRUIT OF SPIRIT'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-5271559234792637466</id><published>2008-03-18T11:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T11:49:04.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LET US FIX OUR EYES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author &amp; perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the CROSS, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 12:2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-5271559234792637466?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/5271559234792637466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=5271559234792637466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5271559234792637466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5271559234792637466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/let-us-fix-our-eyes.html' title='LET US FIX OUR EYES'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-8970665450596841874</id><published>2008-03-16T16:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:22.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learning is a process of progression'/><title type='text'>Learning is a progression</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9zcWXAgneI/AAAAAAAABFw/qVq2czS1_l0/s1600-h/learning+is+a+progress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9zcWXAgneI/AAAAAAAABFw/qVq2czS1_l0/s400/learning+is+a+progress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178255948260613602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like to share this conclusion of mine with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning is a progression. At different stage, one learns and reacts differently even when facing the same questions in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is very humorous.&lt;br /&gt;After sharing my theory with you and others about finding my self value &amp; loving myself, God actually put me thru a test to see if I can apply what I learnt into my life. Knowing that the man I loved is attached is the greatest test He gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggled hard trying to find a balance for both my emotion &amp; theory so as to apply in my practical life.&lt;br /&gt;1st reaction was the letter my first letter I wrote to him which is filled with sadness and sense of failure yet wishing him well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I wasn't happy with my 1st reaction &amp; started praying and asking for directions again. Then decided to meet Mr Sunshine Dan last nite,to share his sunshine smile with me, so I will become stronger. You may ask why not your bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Reason as mentioned before, your bestfriend knows you too well which will only makes you feel weaker and cries more as she feels the pain you are going thru and cries with you.&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time, I dun want to be emotional, but rationale. To clear my mind and sort out my thots in the SUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R90hqXAgnfI/AAAAAAAABF4/kOfVTYmldmk/s1600-h/17022008(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R90hqXAgnfI/AAAAAAAABF4/kOfVTYmldmk/s400/17022008(010).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178332158160313842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R90hq3AgngI/AAAAAAAABGA/yD0rnVqUTL8/s1600-h/17022008(018).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R90hq3AgngI/AAAAAAAABGA/yD0rnVqUTL8/s400/17022008(018).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178332166750248450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before meeting Mr Sunshine, I read thru my blog which I wrote about the new me who has found the secret to happiness which is to love myself, thru knowing how precious I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 'sun-tanning' with Mr SunShine smiling right at my face...and after sorting out my thots....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R90ivXAgnhI/AAAAAAAABGI/MvyCO9hwODQ/s1600-h/16032008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R90ivXAgnhI/AAAAAAAABGI/MvyCO9hwODQ/s400/16032008(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178333343571287570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R90ivXAgniI/AAAAAAAABGQ/BVPqxSEloPc/s1600-h/16032008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R90ivXAgniI/AAAAAAAABGQ/BVPqxSEloPc/s400/16032008(003).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178333343571287586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;I have completely let go of him. So dun feel worry for me or anything okie esp my dearest Joyce. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God taught me precious lesson &amp; in this precious lesson, &lt;br /&gt;I learnt that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Its all a matter of Choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I made my choice to love him with all my heart, my mind and everything.&lt;br /&gt; &amp; He made his choice to love someone else and not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) As its all a matter of Choice.I will not lost my value just becuz he chose someone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A piece of GOLD will always be a piece of GOLD. I will not become a rock just becuz someone say I am a rock or treat me like a rock. (This is just an illustration).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, he has his choice and I have mine.&lt;br /&gt;Choices to make ourselves happy.&lt;br /&gt;We have good and happy times together. That was choices we made in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Choices to create good memories.&lt;br /&gt;Choices with no regret, knowing we did it becuz it makes us happy and satisfy at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, since he made a choice now that he is gonna spend his happy moments with another person, its his right. Everyone has the right to live and make the choice they want. No one has the right to another's life even if they are couples or husband and wife. We are all responsible for ourselves and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I am not longer affect by him having a girlfriend or even marry. Becuz its his life. Its his choice. It will not affect me and as I say, will not cuz me to become less valuable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People make choices in their everyday life. It doesn't mean that those who are not chosen are of lesser value. Cuz we are made differently BUT with the same value-PRICELESS by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the one to decide and make the choice, what my happiness is to be.&lt;br /&gt;My happiness lays in my hand and in God's hand and no others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I already know my value, no matter what others say or do to me, I am valuable &amp; priceless, most precious that God exchange for my life by giving up His Son Jesus to die on my behalf on the Cross. My life is as precious as Jesus. God loves me as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus knowing how much I weight in God's heart, what others think will no longer affect me. Shares or stocks may fluctuate but You &amp; Me NEVER. &lt;br /&gt;CUZ WE ARE NOT MEASURE BY WHAT THIS WORLD MEASURES. &lt;br /&gt;GOD SEES THE HEART AND NOT AS MEN SEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men sees the outlook and talents and so on..&lt;br /&gt;but God sees the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing my precious value, my heart is filled with thanksgiving and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love myself and my life.&lt;br /&gt;And since we are all created by God, no one is better than another, even when another seems to get what he/she wants.&lt;br /&gt;We are all the same and precious in the eyes of God.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, becuz I love myself, I love him and his girlfriend too.&lt;br /&gt;I love everyone who is created by God and purchased by the precious blood of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, I once mention, true happiness is not how much you gain but how BIG is your heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R90qF3AgnjI/AAAAAAAABGY/9t5ZS9EUi10/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R90qF3AgnjI/AAAAAAAABGY/9t5ZS9EUi10/s400/heart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178341426699738674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care,&lt;br /&gt;God loves you &amp; I love you too!&lt;br /&gt;Always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With eternal love in Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Angeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. The above portion is abstract from my 2nd letter to him a moment ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-8970665450596841874?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/8970665450596841874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=8970665450596841874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8970665450596841874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8970665450596841874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/learning-is-progress.html' title='Learning is a progression'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9zcWXAgneI/AAAAAAAABFw/qVq2czS1_l0/s72-c/learning+is+a+progress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-9206147521085957366</id><published>2008-03-14T10:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:33:28.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How knowing the value of life makes a difference?</title><content type='html'>Do you know how knowing the value of life makes a difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I started pondering deeper into how precious my life is, I started to love my life/myself and have confidence. This confidence came from God. Cuz God is Prefect thus He would not make any one with defects.&lt;br /&gt;(However, as sins enters into this world, we all fall short the glory of God. We left the goodness which God has first created in us.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times, we sins and did things we shouldn't do, which is not intended by God's purpose in our life becuz we have yet to find and understand the true value of our life. Like a knife, it is meant for cutting meat and vegetables so that one can cook delicious food. But, without realising the value of ones life, without loving himself/herself and others, the knife is used to hurt and harm others. This is sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After realising how precious and valuable I am to God, I not only love myself but also love others. Tho we might be different. God made you and me different in many ways, but its not with defects. Defects is only thru human eyes. To God you and me are beautiful and precious as ever. After He created us and this world, what did God say?&lt;br /&gt;He say "It is good!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sins which turns our heart ugly.&lt;br /&gt;A heart with SINS is one which is filled with ugliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God sees Men NOT as the way which men sees men. &lt;br /&gt;God sees our Heart.&lt;br /&gt;So preserve our heart &amp; fill it with LOVE &amp; thanks-giving to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heart that is precious &amp; beautiful is a heart which knows the true value of oneself -purchase by a heavy price (i.e. Blood of Lord Jesus Christ who died for you and me out of HIS LOVE FOR US). And a heart that fills with love, thankfulness, appreciation- A heart which is near to the HEART OF GOD is the most Beautiful Heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I weighs as much as the life of Jesus Christ, so do you. That in John 3:16 in the Bible it says "For God so loveth the world (you &amp; me), that He gave His one &amp; Only Son (Jesus Christ to die for you and me on the cross), that whoever believe in Him should not PERISH but have everlasting life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Beware!!!!  This doesn't means that we are as good as Jesus or better than HIM. Jesus is God. &lt;br /&gt;He is the Creator.&lt;br /&gt;We are created by God.&lt;br /&gt;Its thru HIM that you and me gain back our initial precious value. If Jesus has never died for our sins on the cross, you and me will never know how precious we are. You and me can never enters into eternal happiness to meet God in Heaven one day.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just how valuable I am &amp; you are.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus dun just die for me. He died for you as well.&lt;br /&gt;This is just how precious you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that, I learnt to love not just myself, my life but also you and your life as well. Becuz of Jesus, and love of God, you and me once again become priceless, most precious, as Jesus washed our sins away by HIS PRECIOUS BLOOD on the cross 2,000 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving yourself is loving others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful &amp; meaningful day ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Love others as yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Now I fully understand what it means by Love your neighbour as yourself. (written in the bible).&lt;br /&gt;Only knowing how to love your life when you know your own value, will you treasure and love others like yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-9206147521085957366?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/9206147521085957366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=9206147521085957366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/9206147521085957366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/9206147521085957366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-knowing-value-of-life-makes.html' title='How knowing the value of life makes a difference?'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-8896763134654196701</id><published>2008-03-14T01:03:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T13:53:49.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='know your value to love yourself'/><title type='text'>How to know your value &amp; love yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you love yourself?&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I heard on the radio this morning was discussion on the topic, who &amp; what did someone did to you in the past which has caused you hurt which you will never forget? What are the things in the past which affects you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, as I was preparing for my topic to share this Sunday in the Children Worship as a speaker, the topic given is "Each of us are different and unique. God loves us not base on our looks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached my office, I started to search for relevant pics to backup my sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter, the set of CD I ordered to be sold in our store arrived on my desk. Its seminars on Family Life Series 幸福家庭生活系列 by Taiwanese couple.&lt;br /&gt;They are fantastic speakers. &lt;br /&gt;I picked up one of it with the topic "How to love and accept yourself".&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that today's lesson for me is to learn to realise my own value and loving myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me summarize:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, as the day we are born, we have been judge by people and told by people who we are. People around us keep telling us how good we are, how bad we are. Among this, hurtful remarks seems to shape us into what we think we are. Esp for me. Since young, I have very low self-esteem. I think very lowly and lousy about myself. Always lack of self-confidence thinking everyone else is always better than me.&lt;br /&gt;I am greatly affected by comments of others esp when they criticize my work or so on.&lt;br /&gt;I seem to believe fully in their words..to a point I started to doubt about the good positive things people say about me, thinking its probably out of their kindness and love or encouragment they are saying this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce &amp; Billy told me many times trying to make me see the point that I am not useless as what others think or say I am, asking me to have confidence in myself.But this didn't really work much becuz as I mentioned I thot its out of their love for me that they didn't wanna hurt me that they are saying nice and encouraging words to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this period of time, I guess God really wants me to realise and learn this important lesson of self-value.&lt;br /&gt;Only by knowing how valuable you are, can you start to love yourself and have confidence in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I finally come to realise and learnt this important lesson, esp after listening to that CD which seems to put everything together for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share a story with you from this CD, which leaves a deep impression in me and touches me tho I have heard it before years back in church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day,somewhere in Europe, a little boy told his dad that he wants to visit his dad's workplace as he always admire how his dad operate the DROP-BRIDGE. A DROP-BRIDGE is a bridge which joins the two lands together and one end can be lifted up so that ships can pass by.&lt;br /&gt;This day, the dad brought the boy to his workplace to see how he operates the Drop-bridge. &lt;br /&gt;After all the excitement and playing, the boy was very tired and sleepy and fell asleep by the Engine of the Drop-Bridge. As he was only a little boy, his small body accidently fell into one of the gear in the engine and got trapped there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he realised that he was stuck in the gear and couldn't pull himself out of the gear of the engine, he shouted out to his dad which is in the control room a distance away. The dad heard his precious son's calling and wanted to run to him to pull him out of it. Just then the sound from the whistle of the train came, signaling him to drop the bridge so that the train can pass thru...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dad hestitate a little thinking, if he runs to save his son, the whole train of passengers will all die (if the bridge is not lowered down), but if he lowered the bridge down, his son will be crashed to death.&lt;br /&gt;At the end, he made the painful decision to save that train of people and lost his precious son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without realising how much sacrifice this man has made in order to save these passengers life, the passengers in the train waved out to him as they usually do saying thank you for lowering the bridge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this dad in the story, Our Father In Heaven, sacrifice His one and only Precious son Jesus Christ to save us from our sins. But many of us did not realised that, like the passengers in the train. God's precious Son died on the cross so that you and me need not die in our sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If to put myself on one side of the weighing machine...what can I put on the other side to balance it....&lt;br /&gt;Answer is Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realising this, taught me an important lesson which God, Joyce &amp; Billy wanted to teach me. i.e. To God, I am as precious as His One &amp; Only Son. He loves me so much that Jesus died for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT nobody. I am priceless and valueable. Most precious, as my life has been redeemed by the precious blood of Jesus Christ Himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;God loves me, and sees me, not base on my look, my talents or what I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;God loves me cuz I am an unique. I am His master-piece. &lt;br /&gt;Each of us, you and me are His master-piece, what we called the Designer piece.&lt;br /&gt;God is the World's BEST DESIGNER. And we are created by HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we should be PROUD of who we are. &lt;br /&gt;Our value is not determine by people but by the CREATOR/WORLD &amp; UNIVERSAL CLASS DESIGNER-GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, dun ever let anyone tells you how much you worth or how good or bad you are.&lt;br /&gt;Believing in yourself is Believing in God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;To Love yourself is to know your true value first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know I am worth that much to God, I should start lifting my head up and start loving myself and have confidence in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Becuz doubting myself is to doubt about God's workmanship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, everyone is the unique &amp; most precious creation by GOD. &lt;br /&gt;Know your true value &amp; start to live confidently &amp; love yourself, even if the world doesn't love you.&lt;br /&gt;Your value doesn't depend on the world, Remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's remember this important lesson today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Father In Heaven for loving me &amp; for creating me!&lt;br /&gt;I am who I am, the unique creation by YOU Lord!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-8896763134654196701?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/8896763134654196701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=8896763134654196701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8896763134654196701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8896763134654196701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-to-know-your-value-love-yourself.html' title='How to know your value &amp; love yourself'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-3461433501031620531</id><published>2008-03-12T23:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:23.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 FACES OF MY GIRLFRIEND</title><content type='html'>Time flies, its my off day again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to catch a movie at Century Square Shaw Cinema, my favourite cinema with my youngest brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went thru the newspaper deciding what to watch. And finally we decided to watch a Korean movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9f63HAgnaI/AAAAAAAABEw/7e-maR9qYls/s1600-h/2+faces+of+my+girlfriend+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9f63HAgnaI/AAAAAAAABEw/7e-maR9qYls/s400/2+faces+of+my+girlfriend+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176882121366609314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2 FACES OF MY GIRLFRIEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Genre | Comedy, Romance     &lt;br /&gt;  Language  |  Korean   &lt;br /&gt;  Release Date  |  Thursday, 28 Feb 2008   &lt;br /&gt;  Main Cast  |  Bong Tae-gyu, Jeong Ryeo   &lt;br /&gt;  Director  |  Seok-hoon Lee   &lt;br /&gt;  Running Time  |  117 minutes   &lt;br /&gt;  Gu-chang (Bong Tae-gyu) is 30 years old, still in college, unemployed and leeches of his family. Worst yet, Gu-chang has never had a girlfriend or even kissed a girl before. His friends are aware of his situation and usually has Gu-chang appearing as the butt end of their jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Gu-chang falls asleep on a subway, after a night of drinking. When he wakes up, he sees a girl (Jeong Ryeo-won) that he mistakes for a ghost. The girl isn’t a ghost, but works as an extra in a horror film. She’s on her way home, after becoming ill on the set of the film. Gu-chang doesn’t know this and immediately runs away from her. He drops his cellphone, which the girl picks up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9f633AgnbI/AAAAAAAABE4/lWCNfrg-SYU/s1600-h/2+faces+of+my+girlfriend2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9f633AgnbI/AAAAAAAABE4/lWCNfrg-SYU/s400/2+faces+of+my+girlfriend2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176882134251511218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They eventually do meet again, but in a more typical circumstance and seem to get along well. Even more remarkable for Gu-chang, is that the girl seems to take an interest in him. She introduces herself as “Anni” and thus, Gu-chang and Anni’s budding romantic relationship begins. Unfortunately, when the couple spends an evening drinking, “Anni” suddenly takes a whole new personality called "Hanni", a rough talking brute like person that likes to fight. Gu-chang slowly comes to the realization that Anni suffers from multiple personalities.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;this show is interesting...kind of complicated tho..&lt;br /&gt;at a point of time I got lots of  ????? and asked my brother...&lt;br /&gt;and he explained to me..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the actual fact.."Anni" &amp; "Hanni" is an imaginative character or personality of YuRi who tried to escape from her misery caused by the death of her bf who died while saving her during their snow mountain climbing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show took a different approach as compared to the usual korean show which I loved. The split personality actually gives one an excitement as to what will happen next. I pity the male cast, as he was often beaten up in that show, tho he really has a "qie-bian" look..hahaha..(a face which one sees and feels like beating him up)..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9f633AgncI/AAAAAAAABFA/GfawYk3dVqs/s1600-h/2+faces+of+my+girlfriend1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9f633AgncI/AAAAAAAABFA/GfawYk3dVqs/s400/2+faces+of+my+girlfriend1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176882134251511234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this role fits him really well..and who knows..he will become popular after this show..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall...2.8 claps out of 5 claps...esp for a korean show. I guess you can describe this show as an appetizer than a meal course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-3461433501031620531?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/3461433501031620531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=3461433501031620531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3461433501031620531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3461433501031620531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/2-faces-of-my-girlfriend.html' title='2 FACES OF MY GIRLFRIEND'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9f63HAgnaI/AAAAAAAABEw/7e-maR9qYls/s72-c/2+faces+of+my+girlfriend+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-7481259634055990424</id><published>2008-03-11T22:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:23.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9aXVXAgnZI/AAAAAAAABEo/0zTiXmXwEz8/s1600-h/tree-house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9aXVXAgnZI/AAAAAAAABEo/0zTiXmXwEz8/s400/tree-house.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176491214918163858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if you ever dream of having your very own tree house in your backyard, but I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was little, I always dream of having my very own tree house in our backyard. However, living in Singapore is impossible..&lt;br /&gt;On top of that one needs to have lots of money to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have long left that dream in the past as time goes by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after watching the travelling series, building of tree house in Japan started me dreaming again.....Ooh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless I ......&lt;br /&gt;hee...Angeline is more like a girl in many ways than a woman. The age grows but the heart never...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go into my dreamland and start building my treehouse in my dream now...&lt;br /&gt;Nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-7481259634055990424?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/7481259634055990424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=7481259634055990424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/7481259634055990424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/7481259634055990424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/tree-house.html' title='Tree House'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9aXVXAgnZI/AAAAAAAABEo/0zTiXmXwEz8/s72-c/tree-house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-5843558896132847452</id><published>2008-03-11T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T21:16:29.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The priviledge</title><content type='html'>Just now a young lady walked into our store...&lt;br /&gt;face seems downcast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out of my office to check her out a couple of times..&lt;br /&gt;she has no joy in her...&lt;br /&gt;looks as if she has tons of burdens/worries weighing her down...&lt;br /&gt;as she paid for a christian book and a couple of cards and poster with bible verse on them...she made a special request...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said "Can I make a special request?"&lt;br /&gt;Looking at her..I say "Sure! What can I do for you?"&lt;br /&gt;She said with a serious look at her face.."Can you pray for me?"&lt;br /&gt;With a smiling face I asked "What do you need me to pray for you?"&lt;br /&gt;With a serious and sincere reply she said "I need Peace!"&lt;br /&gt;At first I thot she wanted me to pray for her after she goes off..but she started to shut her eyes...&lt;br /&gt;and there I go "Gracious Heavenly Father, I pray for XXXX that Lord you will grant her the peace and joy she need. You are the provider and You know all her needs..Be with her and provide her with all her needs. In Jesus' name I pray, Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time a delivery man came in and she bid good-bye..&lt;br /&gt;In my heart, even now...I pray that the Holy spirit will give her the peace and joy she needs.She will be fine I believe esp when prayer has been made. Just Pray and Believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a special priviledge of working in a christian bookstore.&lt;br /&gt;You don't just sell Christian books and gift..to encourage them to grow in Christ and Spiritual life...You become a support to them when they needed one.&lt;br /&gt;In Christ, we are all related..by the precious blood of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;br /&gt;I am really happy to be in this special Family of God!&lt;br /&gt;No matter where we are...as long as we are a christian..we are forever treated like a family with welcome..by Christians.That's the special priviledge of Christians.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-5843558896132847452?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/5843558896132847452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=5843558896132847452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5843558896132847452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5843558896132847452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/priviledge.html' title='The priviledge'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-692751370251357770</id><published>2008-03-11T01:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T02:16:34.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my first web designing project'/><title type='text'>My first web design project..</title><content type='html'>I am so excited...cuz today I managed to close my first web designing project recommended by a friend of mine few months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho there is no way to compare to what those Design House are getting for their web designing projects..but I am thankful to God, in everything..there is a beginning...&lt;br /&gt;And this is a good start for me. I must do well for this project so that I can get more  to come..And indeed the Lord that leads that Lord that provides.&lt;br /&gt;Since God has opened the door to my further study...Knowing my financial ability..God provided ways for me to settle my share of my school fees...Indeed the Lord is my shepherd, He feeds all my needs. He not only provide me with a loving and supportive family but also...help to ease my daily needs so that I can have no worries.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed I am blessed once again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I was worried about the transaction which I made to purchase the domain name of my client using my credit card if its safe or not..The Lord answers my prayer and the transaction has been approved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't wait to go thru most of the tuitorial provided by the host to see what is the best way to get things done..esp there is one chinese website involved..its a bilingual website I should say...sounds challenging for a freshman like me..hahaha..but I like challenge..&lt;br /&gt;Just pray hard that I can do it well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only managed to run thru some of them but at least most of my doubts are clear...&lt;br /&gt;will have to spend more time to look into it..and beginning..as I only have less than two weeks at least to set up the chinese website and another newletter page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep...still haven't recover from my sickness..its coming to 2am now..left 5 hours to sleep before a new day starts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I was very happy just end of last week..cuz the first time I got a compliment from my boss..when I showed him the website I created for the bookstore..thinking probably he won't be happy again..who knows...in the end..he surprised me by saying...."hmm..well-done!"...Wah!!! First time...&lt;br /&gt;hopefully got more to come....hee...greedy huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew!!! Its like a huge stone suddenly dropped off from the heart...and sink into the deep sea...So thankful to God!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee...nite nite :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-692751370251357770?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/692751370251357770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=692751370251357770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/692751370251357770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/692751370251357770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-first-web-design-project.html' title='My first web design project..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-4447833293866805331</id><published>2008-03-09T20:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:23.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait On The Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9PecnAgnWI/AAAAAAAABEU/1-hmX-T-QO8/s1600-h/DSC00813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9PecnAgnWI/AAAAAAAABEU/1-hmX-T-QO8/s400/DSC00813.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175724979867655522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READ: Psalm 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait on the Lord; be of good courage, and He shall strengthen your heart; wait, I say, on the Lord! —Psalm 27:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Cantonese, a Chinese dialect, the word for wait sounds like the word for class. Making a pun on this word, some senior folks in Hong Kong identify themselves as “third-class citizens,” which also means “people of three waits.” They wait for their children to return home from work late at night. They wait for the morning sun to dispel their sleepless nights. And with a sigh of resignation, they wait for death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Bible, the word wait is more an attitude than an activity. To “wait on the Lord” is to trust Him. Psalm 27 is David’s exuberant declaration of faith in God. He sees the Lord as his salvation (v.1). In times of danger, he knows for certain that God will hide him (v.5). He remembers that God has asked him to seek His face, so he asks God not to hide from him. For, like a child, he longs to see God’s approving face (vv.8-10). In his darkest moments, David declares: “I would have lost heart, unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living” (v.13).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though no one knows how life will unfold, we can decide to trust God and to focus our mind on Him. For to those who wait on the Lord, the promise is given: Our heart will be strengthened (v.14).  — Albert Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know not what the future holds—&lt;br /&gt;What in one hour may be;&lt;br /&gt;But I can wait while it unfolds,&lt;br /&gt;And trust implicitly.  —Elliott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength. —Isaiah 40:31&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-4447833293866805331?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/4447833293866805331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=4447833293866805331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4447833293866805331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4447833293866805331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/wait-on-lord.html' title='Wait On The Lord'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9PecnAgnWI/AAAAAAAABEU/1-hmX-T-QO8/s72-c/DSC00813.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-4791777999025221858</id><published>2008-03-07T17:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:23.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels everywhere</title><content type='html'>As I was looking thru those pics I took in Melbourne to do some Poster Design in my office, I saw something which I did and wanted to send it out but never did have the chance. Its a regret to lost their address thus I can't send it out to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9EKXnAgnPI/AAAAAAAABDc/BfMTjdZQA8U/s1600-h/yum+cha+treat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9EKXnAgnPI/AAAAAAAABDc/BfMTjdZQA8U/s400/yum+cha+treat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174928847549799666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the two angels whom Joyce and I met at Melbourne city when we last visited Sandra &amp; Peter years back. Rinma (the lady in red) was waiting for Claudia (in pink) at the tram station. And both happens to be best friends like me and Joyce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a simple conversations of where we come from and where they come from, they actually treated us to have Dim Sum with them. It was an unforgetable experience with these two angels esp when they share their life stories with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord bless and keep them healthy and happy thru-out their days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Joyce and me have a conclusion: Looking at them is as if looking at Joyce and me..when we age beautifully tens of years down the road..esp when one loves to dress up while encouraging the other to dress up..two amazing beautiful, gracefully and wonderful lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9EKYHAgnQI/AAAAAAAABDk/dQnUD6tqczU/s1600-h/rinma+n+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9EKYHAgnQI/AAAAAAAABDk/dQnUD6tqczU/s400/rinma+n+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174928856139734274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9EKYnAgnRI/AAAAAAAABDs/JgPRgsVlXUo/s1600-h/claudia+n+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9EKYnAgnRI/AAAAAAAABDs/JgPRgsVlXUo/s400/claudia+n+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174928864729668882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...I missed these two wonderfully ladies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Joyce can you remember? Is one of them Greek the other Russian? My memory lapse..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-4791777999025221858?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/4791777999025221858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=4791777999025221858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4791777999025221858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4791777999025221858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/angels-everywhere.html' title='Angels everywhere'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9EKXnAgnPI/AAAAAAAABDc/BfMTjdZQA8U/s72-c/yum+cha+treat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-8074683846487344777</id><published>2008-03-07T10:35:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:24.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battery Flat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a&lt;br /&gt;href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9Ctk9L7dnI/AAAAAAAABDM/HS11LiZP0eI/s1600-h/BATTERY-FLAT.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9Ctk9L7dnI/AAAAAAAABDM/HS11LiZP0eI/s400/BATTERY-FLAT.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174826822260192882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever have the feeling of battery flat??? (I have that feeling each time when i am sick..like a battery half dead..and going dead anytime..)&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling that right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess either the honey is not strong enough for me..should have tried the one that is UMF 15+ instead...but its too exp...or perhaps I din have enough rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dragged myself to work just now..tho already not well..feeling feverish when I wake up...aching all over and headache..&lt;br /&gt;I even doze off in the bus that the bus almost left for its 2nd round (As the 2nd round passenger started to board and the door started to shut) God woke me up and I quickly get off the bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel terrible..feel like crying...whenever I am sick..wanting hugs and lots of comfort &amp; care, like a little girl hugging her teddy bear with tears in her eyes when she is sick..(everyone has a little child in them)&lt;br /&gt;well..and that's me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9FM_XAgnTI/AAAAAAAABD8/YZnR_vBNY0E/s1600-h/teddy-bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9FM_XAgnTI/AAAAAAAABD8/YZnR_vBNY0E/s400/teddy-bear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175002098217033010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am still working...can't take mc cuz my sup is off today left only the new staff..let's see how long I can pull thru today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Angeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sandra..will probably go see doctor after work..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-8074683846487344777?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/8074683846487344777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=8074683846487344777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8074683846487344777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/8074683846487344777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/battery-flat.html' title='Battery Flat...'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9Ctk9L7dnI/AAAAAAAABDM/HS11LiZP0eI/s72-c/BATTERY-FLAT.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-937125070720710941</id><published>2008-03-06T22:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:24.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manuka Honey NPA 8+</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9AA1dL7dlI/AAAAAAAABC8/WGNAtcA9jdI/s1600-h/manuka-new.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9AA1dL7dlI/AAAAAAAABC8/WGNAtcA9jdI/s400/manuka-new.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174636890216429138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get the Manuka Honey UMF 15+ cuz it cost about $59 per bottle ..really exp. However, my sister helped me to get (the pic above) Manuka Honey NPA 8+ instead cuz she couldn't find the Manuka Honey UMF 15+ last nite, but...there is a hokkien saying...Bo.. He.. Hae.. Ma.. Ho..(No fish Prawn also can) hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;After taking a large soup spoon of the honey before I go off to work this morning...I felt much better..least my throat doesn't hurt anymore. However, still having cough every now and then...guess it will take another day or two to recover...but thankful that I am already showing improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manuka Honey NPA 8+ (internally: colds, sore throats… and could be used for killing H. Pylori) 500g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NPA means non - peroxide activity. This non-peroxide activity is found only in some Manuka Honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manuka tree is found throughout New Zealand and often forms extensive areas of bush. The leaves are dotted with oil glands, and when bruised give off a gingery peppery smell. The flowers vary from brilliant white through to rose-pink. The Maori people used Manuka as a medicinal plant, from treating fevers and colds to sedatives. Early European settlers called it the "tea tree." Manuka honey contains a number of natural compounds with strong antibacterial properties. This is a strong flavoured honey, but with a fresh, clean bite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9AC8tL7dmI/AAAAAAAABDE/6gt6BetbcUk/s1600-h/flower.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9AC8tL7dmI/AAAAAAAABDE/6gt6BetbcUk/s400/flower.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174639213793736290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most honeys are in some way antibacterial but normally this antibacterial activity is almost exclusively derived from Hydrogen Peroxide (H2O2) and is referred to as Peroxide Activity or PA. This is created from the activity of the enzyme Glucose Oxidase in honey. Like many enzymes, Glucose Oxidase is inactivated by light and heat. The stronger the light and/or heat, the faster it is inactivated. Active Manuka Honey has been found to have further antibacterial activity which, unlike other honeys, is derived from Non Peroxide Activity (NPA). This is more stable and is not affected by light and/or moderate heat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all Manuka Honey has this special quality and those that do are referred to as 'UMF Honey'. UMF stands for 'Unique Manuka Factors' and the higher the number the higher the antibacterial activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt comforted and happy that there are so many people caring for me.&lt;br /&gt;Sandra sms me again to ask if I got the honey and if I am feeling better..&lt;br /&gt;Mum called up and ask me to take good care of myself esp when she is now staying with my brother cannot take care of me anymore...&lt;br /&gt;Dad cooked porriage for me...but I cooked crab stick with Onion ommelete for him tonite to go with the porriage...hmm..taste good...&lt;br /&gt;My sister is sick too...on two days mc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her to eat the honey as well..its better than taking medicine..taste yummy too..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sandra for your good recommendation. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-937125070720710941?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/937125070720710941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=937125070720710941&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/937125070720710941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/937125070720710941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/manuka-honey-npa-8.html' title='Manuka Honey NPA 8+'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R9AA1dL7dlI/AAAAAAAABC8/WGNAtcA9jdI/s72-c/manuka-new.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-4111606102957018526</id><published>2008-03-06T02:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T03:16:52.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glory &amp; Honor belongs to God!!!</title><content type='html'>Just finished revising thru my Dream Weaver programme to prepare for my web design project...Phew..its hard work trying hard to recall what I have been taught esp for not touching its for months..&lt;br /&gt;Well..at least I managed to get to somewhere..thank God!!!&lt;br /&gt;The Lord gives the Lord will provide!&lt;br /&gt;I believe that since God gave me the chance to study my degree..God will provide my financial needs to it..&lt;br /&gt;Giving me this web design project is one of the way to ease my financial burden..thus I believe God will lead me thru to do a good job for this project too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I exercise my brain too much..thus even now is about 3am..and I can't get to sleep cuz brain too active...and I know I need to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;as I off the light in my room...I spent some time talking to God as usual before I sleep..thanking Him for helping me to recall and practice thru my DW programme ..I also prayed for my future..be it my work, study, walk with God and my relationship/ my future life partner...asking God to help me to be strong and get over the past failure in love..a bible verse came to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its from the book of Job in the bible:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked I will depart. The Lord gave and the Lord taken away; may the name of the LORD be praised."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我赤身出于母胎，也必赤身归回。赏赐的是耶和华，收取的也是耶和华；耶和华的名是应当称颂的。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is time for everything. A time to gain and a time to lose....Seasons come..seasons go....The will of the Lord is the Best!&lt;br /&gt;Trusting in the LORD that whatever happens, it happens for the good of those who love HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I give thanks for everything..trusting the LORD till the end.&lt;br /&gt;Only Love of God is forever and unchanging...&lt;br /&gt;No man should boast of what he/she has right now..cuz..nothing can be achieve without the perfect will of God. Thus give all the thanks and glory to God and not ourselves nor man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned in my header : 人心筹算自己的道路；惟耶和华指引他的脚步。－箴言16:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his heart a man plans his course, but the LORD determines his steps.&lt;br /&gt;- Proverbs 16:9&lt;br /&gt;So, let us remind each other of this...and to humble ourselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a christian, Be like one and live like one!&lt;br /&gt;Be a christian who loves the LORD and giving LORD the glory and what HE deserve!&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone is choosen by God to be a christian. Its the grace of God for us who are saved, not that we are good that any of us should boast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-4111606102957018526?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/4111606102957018526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=4111606102957018526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4111606102957018526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4111606102957018526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/lord-gavethe-lord.html' title='Glory &amp; Honor belongs to God!!!'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-6701885168563591349</id><published>2008-03-05T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T20:24:54.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still sick2..</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 6.40pm..after a long nap...&lt;br /&gt;head still hurts even after eating panadol..&lt;br /&gt;throat still feel irritated while sleep...coughing non stop..tho trying hard to control..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still haven't get the honey...will try to get tomorrow if my sister din managed to get for me on her way back as she isn't feeling well either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel comfortable and touched..Dad actually cooked plain porriage for me to eat for dinner and heated up the pork and vegetable which I brought for dinner last nite.&lt;br /&gt;Feels good to having people who are concern for me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Sandra &amp; Cindy for your concern too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, will get well quickly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-6701885168563591349?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/6701885168563591349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=6701885168563591349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6701885168563591349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6701885168563591349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/still-sick2.html' title='still sick2..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-2160655195450959345</id><published>2008-03-05T11:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T11:25:57.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still sick...</title><content type='html'>Oooh...today is my off day..actually planned to enjoy and make the most out of this day..go to my bro's condo for a swim, play with bb and eat my mum's home-made food...and start doing some preparation for a recent web design project which I have just got..but....my head is breaking....so..there goes my one-day vacation's plan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was waken up by my dear buddy in Auz about 6plus in the morning..by her sms...I guess its the time difference..anyway..I am alright with that sms cuz she cares so much..that she will bother to text me early to the morning to see if I am okie and give me advise to try out manuka honey to heal my throat..I told her I will go buy later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know how terrible my youngest brother must have felt during those days of Chinese New Year when he came back from camp on CNY eve with fever and sore throat..poooor boy..&lt;br /&gt;and now...pooor me...oh Gosh!!! My head is killing me..so is my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;There goes my off day..before my school starts on 25 March...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had terrible dreams..last nite..till just now..&lt;br /&gt;there was him.. man I love in the past..who seems not to care about me anymore..&lt;br /&gt;and then there was Joyce...I think...&lt;br /&gt;we were at this strange place..in a house...&lt;br /&gt;Outside the house was like a strange amusement park which plays a huge PLAY of Jesus Nailed on the cross..it was terrible weather outside..I can't seem to see thru the window glass clearly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway what happen next was terrible...&lt;br /&gt;I accidently stepped onto a pile of mud which has worms in it...(probably brought in by his shoes when he came into the house just now..)&lt;br /&gt;and the worms bite and even dig into my foot making a few painful holes in it..and causing me infections...and then I was waken up...too scare I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God...help me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times when we are sick, we tends to miss people we love very much..be it from the present or the past...we just need a BIG BEARY HUG...to make us feel we are alright...or at least that's what I wish for..but well..forget it...I will be fine once I am back to my health...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that I will be well again really soon..&lt;br /&gt;nite..&lt;br /&gt;need to sleep again..&lt;br /&gt;will probably cook some japanese soup to drink and take panadol before I sleep again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Father in heaven, I pray for a nice sweet dream to make me feel better when I sleep cuz my head is too painful to get into anymore nitemare..in Jesus I pray amen.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-2160655195450959345?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-4161546216487199512</id><published>2008-03-03T16:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T16:49:19.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feverish...</title><content type='html'>Ooh...I am feeling sick..and feverish...&lt;br /&gt;due to throat infection..&lt;br /&gt;dragging myself to work..but my head is so heavy and pain...gosh!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pray that I will get well soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh......:( sob sob..&lt;br /&gt;throat pain....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-4161546216487199512?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-5070447877312454111</id><published>2008-03-01T20:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:27.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is like an adventure..</title><content type='html'>Since its a weekend, I decided that I should be even happier..thus I went to the 'posh restaurant' which I previously mentioned..and treat myself to some nice shortcakes &amp; a cup of coffee.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8lfCg_IZjI/AAAAAAAABCk/sTjBX2SCSNw/s1600-h/01022008(012).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8lfCg_IZjI/AAAAAAAABCk/sTjBX2SCSNw/s400/01022008(012).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172770143830828594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the food arrived...I started to analyse the presentation of the shortcakes and coffee served and this is my conclusion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt its just shortcakes &amp; coffee..BUT...........the presentation makes a Great Different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8lfkQ_IZkI/AAAAAAAABCs/6Ao5lnWURRs/s1600-h/01032008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8lfkQ_IZkI/AAAAAAAABCs/6Ao5lnWURRs/s400/01032008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172770723651413570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8lfkg_IZlI/AAAAAAAABC0/BB4q60fnqPs/s1600-h/01032008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8lfkg_IZlI/AAAAAAAABC0/BB4q60fnqPs/s400/01032008(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172770727946380882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The restaurant puts in creativity &amp; efforts to make sure that each customer feels important.&lt;br /&gt;You may ask..how do I know...&lt;br /&gt;well...check out the presentation and tell me how you feel?&lt;br /&gt;Don't you feel good after such food has been served to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8le8w_IZgI/AAAAAAAABCM/tjW4hgTh8Z8/s1600-h/01032008(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8le8w_IZgI/AAAAAAAABCM/tjW4hgTh8Z8/s400/01032008(005).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172770045046580738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8le-g_IZhI/AAAAAAAABCU/V3y9Od7Wmig/s1600-h/01032008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8le-g_IZhI/AAAAAAAABCU/V3y9Od7Wmig/s400/01032008(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172770075111351826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? I feel GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;That's the best thing I love about this restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now..after I have happily enjoyed the meal...I decided that I should continue to make this day special...&lt;br /&gt;and so...I decided to take my feet to an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...So..what did I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a long...walk...from Clarke Quay to Somerset.....&lt;br /&gt;Well...you may say.."It should be pretty near or Oh dear..that's far...are you crazy??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not about the distance actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about..challanging oneself to take an unknow route to reach the destination which one has set...(To discover new lessons in life...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea...where somerset really is..from Clarke Quay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that I could seen the tip of the Singtel Building (ComCentre) which Dan works...from the starting point...&lt;br /&gt;And so...I followed my instinct and go by faith...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact as I started to travel on..I could no longer see that building anymore...&lt;br /&gt;and to a point of time..I even doubt if that is the Singtel building at Somerset...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way...I got overwhelmed by the new sights..nervous and worried about what I might meet on the way...and what if I lost my way....(Then I told myself..."hey I am in Singapore..how lost can I be???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky started to get darker as I travelled on...&lt;br /&gt;I saw buses along the way which seems to be telling me to hop on and just go home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was road construction..and the road got smaller and longer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem lost for a moment...and almost wanna give up....&lt;br /&gt;but I told myself that maybe just a little longer...I could reach the destination..&lt;br /&gt;and whether or not that's the destination (singtel building at somerset)..I would eventually known if I reach there.&lt;br /&gt;And so..I persisted on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally...after walking for 35mins...I reached the destination..and......&lt;br /&gt;YES!!! Its the singtel building in Somerset.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons which I learnt from this little adventure are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like this little adventure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what is ahead..or how the route goes....we just travel on by faith...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nervous as we could be...&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed as we could be...&lt;br /&gt;Worried as we could be...&lt;br /&gt;We still have to keep going..till we finally reached the destination set..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho there are times we feel like giving up...&lt;br /&gt;as...Road seems never ending....or even smaller and longer....&lt;br /&gt;but....surprises are waiting along the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes..there seems to be road construction which hinders us, causing delays and even detour..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But...we will finally reach the goal if we persist on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not about the matter about time..but...how we persist on..not giving up hope and faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting...isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-5070447877312454111?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/5070447877312454111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=5070447877312454111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5070447877312454111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5070447877312454111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-is-like-adventure.html' title='Life is like an adventure..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8lfCg_IZjI/AAAAAAAABCk/sTjBX2SCSNw/s72-c/01022008(012).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-4574363405686813850</id><published>2008-03-01T10:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T10:23:41.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice age video clip'/><title type='text'>Begin your weekends with a smile :)</title><content type='html'>Hi there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;share with you a this nice and funny video clip given by my new friend, which has bring even more smile onto my face to begin my Saturday with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good isn't it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit back and relax... (just click the play button to begin) hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="245"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/F_JNRxYvwd/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/F_JNRxYvwd/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="245" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** click on the right hand little button to enlarge this video to full screen &amp; esc to return to the small one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful &amp; joyous weekends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-4574363405686813850?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/4574363405686813850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=4574363405686813850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4574363405686813850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4574363405686813850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/begin-your-weekends-with-smile.html' title='Begin your weekends with a smile :)'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-4639643993411188167</id><published>2008-03-01T00:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:27.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Leap Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8gz1w_IZfI/AAAAAAAABCE/A0ofOUGC6cU/s1600-h/the+leap+years.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8gz1w_IZfI/AAAAAAAABCE/A0ofOUGC6cU/s400/the+leap+years.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172441170810791410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Feb 29, the Leap Year.&lt;br /&gt;Leap Year happens every 4 years..&lt;br /&gt;To people who are born on this date Feb 29, they only get to celebrate their birthday once every 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;In the Gregorian calendar, the calendar used by most modern countries, the following three criteria determine which years will be leap years:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Every year that is divisible by four is a leap year;&lt;br /&gt;   2. of those years, if it can be divided by 100, it is NOT a leap year, unless&lt;br /&gt;   3. the year is divisible by 400. Then it is a leap year.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this special day, I did something special too...&lt;br /&gt;i.e. to go online and booked a ticket for myself to watch this unique and meaningful movie &lt;a href="http://www.mediacorpraintree.com/TLY/"&gt;THE LEAP YEARS&lt;/a&gt; (29 Feb).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show is filmed in an artistic manner..tho its kind of slow..but really meaningful and touching..I should say..&lt;br /&gt;It set one's mind thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I will leave you to read about it in the link here &lt;a href="http://www.mediacorpraintree.com/TLY/"&gt;THE LEAP YEARS&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching this meaningful show, I learnt a precious lesson:&lt;br /&gt;True love is worth waiting for, even if it takes a lifetime to...cause true love will last and gets even stronger when times goes by..even when both seems to be far apart in distance.&lt;br /&gt;True love = Patient + Faith.&lt;br /&gt;So like the movie says...Let's take a leap of faith...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus I decided to wait patiently upon my true love to come no matter how long it might take. Better to marry a man who truly loves you then to marry a man who you love. Many said, to love is bitter but to be loved is sweet..thus...I am withdrawing myself from bitterness from now on..so as to taste the sweetness of being loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...wonderful and inspiring storyline....like the fragrance of a good cup of coffee..Haaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Cheers my friend...&lt;br /&gt;True love will come knocking one day...take a spoonful of patient and mix it with a spoonful of faith..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you happiness always.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-4639643993411188167?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/4639643993411188167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=4639643993411188167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4639643993411188167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4639643993411188167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/leap-years.html' title='The Leap Years'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8gz1w_IZfI/AAAAAAAABCE/A0ofOUGC6cU/s72-c/the+leap+years.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-3191624255081656512</id><published>2008-02-29T18:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T18:41:24.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feb Newsletter</title><content type='html'>Hi, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of our bookstore customers request for the newsletter to be received thru email or over the website,I used a free server to create a temp website for them to retrieve the information they need. In such a way, it will not jam up their mailbox or take up too much of their space.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Finally after much hard work by our publication team, our February newsletter has been published yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindly click the following link for the newsletters and other updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pathseekersltd.bravehost.com/"&gt;Main Page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pathseekersltd.bravehost.com/Newsletterfront.html"&gt;NewsletterFront&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pathseekersltd.bravehost.com/Newsletterback.html"&gt;NewsletterBack&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your continuous support. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless, &lt;br /&gt;Angeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-3191624255081656512?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/3191624255081656512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=3191624255081656512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3191624255081656512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3191624255081656512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/02/hi-our-february-newsletter-has-been.html' title='Feb Newsletter'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-7931080378294046456</id><published>2008-02-28T22:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:28.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is like a Radio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8bHpwAOEjI/AAAAAAAABB8/VudyAGg_4Z0/s1600-h/grundig-classic-radio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8bHpwAOEjI/AAAAAAAABB8/VudyAGg_4Z0/s400/grundig-classic-radio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172040742155981362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a radio..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes channels seems to screw up (cross channels), putting one into a confusing state..&lt;br /&gt;Which requires patience and time to allow fine tuning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My channel seems..clearer now..&lt;br /&gt;How about you my friend???&lt;br /&gt;hee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-7931080378294046456?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/7931080378294046456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=7931080378294046456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/7931080378294046456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/7931080378294046456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/02/life-is-like-radio.html' title='Life is like a Radio'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8bHpwAOEjI/AAAAAAAABB8/VudyAGg_4Z0/s72-c/grundig-classic-radio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-5858911980910703860</id><published>2008-02-27T14:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:29.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wonderful day off..</title><content type='html'>Today is my off day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had chaotic dream...and woke up at 12 noon...&lt;br /&gt;Talked (pray) to God about my dream..and thank Him that its just a dream..&lt;br /&gt;but didn't feel the peace in me due to the chaotic dream..Then asked God to grant me peace and joy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, its time to Freshen Up and start doing housework...&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy!!! Whole house is in a mess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready....GO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;....Off I go...to pack and tidy up the house alittle, clean the dishes, 'sweep' and mopped the floor and wipe furniture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...I like this feeling of keeping the house clean, fresh and tidy..so comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Haha..started to day dream about being a housewife again..hahaha..wonderful feeling..I must be crazy huh...hahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog, Lily vomited - caused by indigestion (too greedy I guess..so didn't chew the bone..vomited the entire piece of chicken bone out..Ouch!!! She must have felt terrible..with that bone struck in her the entire nite.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...thus after cleaning up her mess, I cleaned up their territory as well...for my two dogs &amp; a cat.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprayed air freshner around the house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8UKnAAOEhI/AAAAAAAABBs/VeZ56o2LHKQ/s1600-h/27022008(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8UKnAAOEhI/AAAAAAAABBs/VeZ56o2LHKQ/s320/27022008(008).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171551412236980754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There after I did my laudries......accumulated over these busy and tiring period...&lt;br /&gt;Boil water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh....its my brunch time @ 2pm..Yippee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made myself this nice meal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8UJjwAOEdI/AAAAAAAABBM/22mc-P33_-0/s1600-h/27022008(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8UJjwAOEdI/AAAAAAAABBM/22mc-P33_-0/s320/27022008(005).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171550256890778066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colour isn't nice cuz the Onion Prata is kind of greenish...hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onion Prata with Japanese seaweed wrapped chicken with Mandarine orange &amp; Myonnias..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..interesting combination...&lt;br /&gt;Taste???&lt;br /&gt;No bad..hahah.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally its time to write my favourite blog and then go for my shower in case I need to be recall back to office to rush the Newsletter for Feb..cuz the article might be ready for me today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy!!!... God give me a good husband who loves me and rich enough that I dun have to work and can enjoy my housewife life...(In Jesus' name I pray Amen!) hahaha.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. haa...aa....I just love to stay in my cozy room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8UJjQAOEcI/AAAAAAAABBE/UzHQwZC8N8U/s1600-h/06022008(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8UJjQAOEcI/AAAAAAAABBE/UzHQwZC8N8U/s320/06022008(010).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171550248300843458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8UKmwAOEgI/AAAAAAAABBk/pG8wROpROtY/s1600-h/06022008(020).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8UKmwAOEgI/AAAAAAAABBk/pG8wROpROtY/s320/06022008(020).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171551407942013442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8UKlwAOEeI/AAAAAAAABBU/MnGY8UcXT68/s1600-h/06022008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8UKlwAOEeI/AAAAAAAABBU/MnGY8UcXT68/s320/06022008(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171551390762144226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8UKmAAOEfI/AAAAAAAABBc/Ayp6dFPdjvo/s1600-h/26022008(013).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8UKmAAOEfI/AAAAAAAABBc/Ayp6dFPdjvo/s320/26022008(013).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171551395057111538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-5858911980910703860?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/5858911980910703860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=5858911980910703860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5858911980910703860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5858911980910703860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/02/wonderful-day-off.html' title='A wonderful day off..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8UKnAAOEhI/AAAAAAAABBs/VeZ56o2LHKQ/s72-c/27022008(008).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-7318641569538896850</id><published>2008-02-26T23:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:31.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The applause of Heaven by Max Lucado'/><title type='text'>Max strikes my head!!!</title><content type='html'>As I was checking out some English titles during work to order for our store, I went to Max Lucado's website to take a look at all his books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max is a great writer..&lt;br /&gt;Even as I went thru each of the intro for his books...I learnt great lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of which touches me most..bringing realisation or enlightenment to me is the intro of this book called "The Applause of Heaven" by Max Lucado, of cuz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the intro of this book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8QxSgAOEXI/AAAAAAAABAc/NrqK3fmaLm4/s1600-h/applause+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8QxSgAOEXI/AAAAAAAABAc/NrqK3fmaLm4/s400/applause+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171312466026434930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revisit the Beatitudes and ponder the glories of heaven with one of America's favorite authors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It is what you always dreamed but never expected. It's having God as your dad, your biggest fan, and your best friend. It is having the King of Kings in your cheering section. It is hearing the applause of heaven. Max Lucado believes that the Beatitudes provide what we need to discover the the joy of God. Much more than a how-to book on happiness. The Applause of Heaven is an encounter with the Source of Joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always know that God is my DAD-in-Heaven and my BEST FRIEND..but what strikes my mind this time as I was reading this is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GOD IS MY BIGGEST FAN...&lt;br /&gt;THE KING OF KINGS, JESUS CHRIST IS IN MY CHEERING SECTION...&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I visited my blog, the 1st thing I would check is the counter I placed in my blog and then is the chatterbox in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I sees the counter jumps...its like another drop of water that refresh my spirit...I felt so comforted and greatly encouraged, even tho many did not leave me any msg in my chatterbox or comments..but your visits to my blog has already a great encouragement for me to persist on and continue to become a better me, so as to share more of the beauty of this life...and the lessons of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8Q5PQAOEaI/AAAAAAAABA0/TbIOWkfQr6o/s1600-h/water+droplets+swirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8Q5PQAOEaI/AAAAAAAABA0/TbIOWkfQr6o/s400/water+droplets+swirl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171321206284882338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Max actually strike my head with this intro of his book "The Applause of Heaven"...telling me or in fact reminding me once again "Angeline...you not only have so many 'fans' who cares and supports you...but in fact you know who is your greatest fan...other than Sandra (your buddy) in Auz and Joyce (your best friend)..and many secret ones...????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;That is GOD! God is your greatest fan!&lt;/span&gt; He cares and reads up all about you and what you write and share in your blog ...He is interested in your life..and all about you.... &lt;br /&gt;And most of all...HE IS INTERESTED IN U, CUZ HE CREATED YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day, God is happy to see what I write about what I learnt from Him thru His creation and His plans for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God feels sad when I am sad...&lt;br /&gt;God feels happy when I am happy..&lt;br /&gt;and God gives me a pat on my shoulder when I did Him Proud..&lt;br /&gt;God stretch out His Hands to lift me up each time I fall..tho He knows I fell very often..telling me..that "well..Angeline will be up again soon..and eventually She will learn the lesson that I am teaching her.."&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that God is my Cheer-Leader to cheer me on..like many of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You God...and thanks to you all here ...too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) I am indeed a blessed woman!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comforted &amp; Encouraged once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I must get this book "The Applause of Heaven" by Max Lucado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8QzMQAOEYI/AAAAAAAABAk/XjuFgIwkgcQ/s1600-h/applause+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8QzMQAOEYI/AAAAAAAABAk/XjuFgIwkgcQ/s400/applause+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171314557675508098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact..all his books are good...I highly recommend..will try to bring them into my store..tho not every title they have in Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out all his books &lt;a href="http://maxlucado.net/shopping6.00/shopdisplayproducts.asp?id=2&amp;cat=BEST+SELLING+BOOKS+%3Cbr%3EChoose+from+our+best+selling+titles"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esp their intro..and tell me which interest you..will reserve a copy for you if I managed to get them into my store..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite :*&lt;br /&gt;Oh...Great..tomorrow is my Off-day again!!! Yippee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8Q6ZQAOEbI/AAAAAAAABA8/1G0Z0y_SvKM/s1600-h/pink+Gerberas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8Q6ZQAOEbI/AAAAAAAABA8/1G0Z0y_SvKM/s320/pink+Gerberas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171322477595201970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a bright &amp; wonderful day ahead everyone!!! Cheers :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-7318641569538896850?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/7318641569538896850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=7318641569538896850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/7318641569538896850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/7318641569538896850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-i-was-checking-out-some-english.html' title='Max strikes my head!!!'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8QxSgAOEXI/AAAAAAAABAc/NrqK3fmaLm4/s72-c/applause+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-1627910069090673346</id><published>2008-02-25T22:43:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:31.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singlehood...</title><content type='html'>Today is the first time I find my singlehood enjoyable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely after work, I went to Tampines Mall thinking of getting my dinner from the food court at the highest level..however, as I reached the highest level..I suddenly changed my mind..and walked straight to the other end of that level and got myself a ticket to this show called CJ7 (Chang Jiang Qi Hao) the latest comedy from Stephen Chow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8LiagAOEUI/AAAAAAAABAE/qpZtCk6Plfg/s1600-h/cj7_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8LiagAOEUI/AAAAAAAABAE/qpZtCk6Plfg/s400/cj7_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170944267070083394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister told me that she watched CJ7 during CNY, it was nice and recommended me to watch. Since then, I have been really curious about this show tho the poster and the ads didn't really capture my attention or interest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show starts at 7.35pm at GV Tampines which is 5 mins after I bought the ticket..thus I grab a Nacho combo and went in straight for my BEST SEAT in the cinema..the center row and the center seat..Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to watch a movie alone..not having to worry if the next person enjoys it or not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show isn't as fantastic as what I thought it might be...however, I must admit.its loud..funny (lame...as usual...Steven Chow's style..) and touching..to a point I actually cried..&lt;br /&gt;REALLY (tear roll down from the side of my eyes)..at the part whereby Steven who is the dad in the show fell from a high level in the construction site when he work..and died. The boy (his son in the show) cry so bitterly (regreting about what he told his dad not to care about him anymore if he achieve to score 60 marks for his exam which he actually did, just to get out of his dad's hand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8LiawAOEVI/AAAAAAAABAM/cLFrVkfgYBw/s1600-h/steven+chow+n+son.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8LiawAOEVI/AAAAAAAABAM/cLFrVkfgYBw/s400/steven+chow+n+son.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170944271365050706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...This makes me cry..I felt his regrets...esp when I compare his effort to score well so as to get out of his dad's care or control when on the other hand..he can no longer experience his dad's care and control now that his dad is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the lesson learn by the son in the story..many times..we hope XXX who care so much about us should stop bothering us or stop 'controlling' us and mind their own business...till when we start to lose XXX..then we realized how important XXX is to us..and how we wish we did not say such mean words like "I dun want you to care or bother about me, I want back my space!" and wish that time can just reverse and take everything as a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson Learn: Treasure people who truly cares about you and appreciate them while you can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ7 is a fantasy tale featuring state of the art visual effects. A poor laborer father (Chow) and his young son's lives are turned upside down when a fascinating and strange new pet enters their world. Amid the resulting comic mayhem, they ultimately learn a poignant lesson about the true nature of family and the things money can't buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast: Stephen Chow, Kitty Zhang Yuqi&lt;br /&gt;Director: Stephen Chow&lt;br /&gt;Genre:Sci-Fi/ Comedy&lt;br /&gt;Language: Mandarin&lt;br /&gt;Running Time:88 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the show, do you know which cast I like Best? For those who knows me well will know...hahaha..yes the little alien pet...its so lovely, cute, adorable...&lt;br /&gt;I am attracted by its cute expression esp the HUGE furry head and the Big round eyes..and that wide smile...its soooo cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8LibgAOEWI/AAAAAAAABAU/tW_wrz09ZpE/s1600-h/cj7+wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8LibgAOEWI/AAAAAAAABAU/tW_wrz09ZpE/s400/cj7+wallpaper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170944284249952610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..overall..this show is not bad lah..&lt;br /&gt;thot storyline..kind of short..&lt;br /&gt;I give it 3.5/5 claps..lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad..&lt;br /&gt;The little actor and actress (kids) in the show acts well too..every expressive..&lt;br /&gt;Steven Chow did quite a good fatherly job..too.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.net/movies/cj7/"&gt;check out this website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-1627910069090673346?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/1627910069090673346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=1627910069090673346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/1627910069090673346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/1627910069090673346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/02/singlehood.html' title='Singlehood...'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R8LiagAOEUI/AAAAAAAABAE/qpZtCk6Plfg/s72-c/cj7_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-4166729022094081925</id><published>2008-02-24T17:04:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T17:57:11.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long lost friend</title><content type='html'>Went to Balaclava on fri.&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while since I last visited Balaclava after my China trip with Joyce, and Cindy ask us to go Balaclava during our gathering at Joyce's place during CNY. So.. I sent a mass sms to all my kakis to ask them to go Bala..cuz I need a break too..&lt;br /&gt;Too much happenings lately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy however did not turn up due to work as usual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Adelene, an old classmate of mine in Secondary School...didn't change much..&lt;br /&gt;Its been 16 years since we last met each other..&lt;br /&gt;WOW..can you believe??? 16 years????&lt;br /&gt;Time flies...&lt;br /&gt;Never know I will have chance to even use this term..16 years ago..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to admit I am getting old..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly..Adelene is still single...a career woman now..(like me..suffering from BRG sickness..haiz..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thot she should have got married and have children long ago..cuz she is beautiful, talented, good family background etc..She is never lack of suitors...&lt;br /&gt;She came with a guy who I thot was her hubby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..that's why I say..relationship/Marriage doesn't = good looks,talents, great inner beauty or whatsoever. &lt;br /&gt;If its yours its yours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Joyce and my kakis worried about me cuz I got myself tipsy that nite (which I dun usually do.)..I am very sorry..I am not sure what got into me..Seriously I din even drink much lor...Perhaps I didn't balance myself well emotionally having to deal with work and relationship stress..Too many upsets in my mind/chest which I really wanna get it off..tooo many ????? which troubled me...wanting to know the reason why..probably becuz of my Taurus character..(read up on the right side of my blog on taurus behavior.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dun worry..I told myself ANGELINE NO MORE NEXT TIME..I WON'T ALLOW SUCH TO HAPPEN ANYMORE.Tho actually nothing much happen lah..just MIA (when moving btw the 2 tables without telling them..) so they were worried..SORRY!!!!!!! HAHA..but (tell you secretly..Ssh..) i do feel good to finally have people worrying for me..cuz most of the time is the other way round.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to where I was just now..I am glab that I met Adelene and we exchanged numbers..will catch up probably this coming week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again my buddies esp JOYCE...THOUSAND OF APOLOGISES FOR MIA without telling you.(hugz..hugz..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt: (1) Not worth getting myself tipsy or hangover over such....and its not fun at all..haiz..&lt;br /&gt;(2) True friend cares and worries for you.&lt;br /&gt;(3) True friend will hug and cry with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy..I do need some hugs right now...haiz...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-4166729022094081925?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/4166729022094081925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=4166729022094081925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4166729022094081925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4166729022094081925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-lost-friend_24.html' title='Long lost friend'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-6582482062839511168</id><published>2008-02-21T21:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T22:10:37.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes a job seems easy???</title><content type='html'>Question: What makes a job seems easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer (Angeline): Nothing makes a job seems easy. Cuz Job is known as a job becuz its not easy. No job is easy, that's why you are being paid to work. And that's why we call it job and not party or whatsoever. And because jobs are never easy, that's why there are such thing call Monday Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was on my way back from work, I was feeling very frustrated again..cuz my sup was telling me infront of my new co-worker that my job is easy, when I was grumbling about its the stressful time for the newsletter again. I told her ya, its easy for you not for me cuz its very stressful for me, I am the one doing all the rush job and type setting and coming out of the newsletter every month. And she said, its easy. Everything has been typed for you, you dun have to type the article wah.And you have been doing it for a year, what's so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Hearing this I am very angry!!! I told her type setting is not easy okie...cuz each article is different! Phew..really blew my top off man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people always consider other's job as easy and theirs as difficult? No job is easy as I mentioned above, be it yours or others. Its very unfair to judge and make such a statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week a new co-worker joined us..my sup, not sure if she is trying to prove that she is the sup or what went way overboard which gets me angry everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Just few days ago, she even took away my office dustbin and place it in the kitchen and told me if I want to throw something go over there to throw. Its only meant for throwing paper and not food or whatever. She say must save plastic bag. Don't need to change new plastic bag everyday! I was very angry but well..I remain silence and see how far she wants to go. Then in the late afternoon she brought back the dustbin and told me will put here but only can throw paper no food..&lt;br /&gt;Oh what's the problem with her...we have our lunch and tea break in office esp when we dun have one hour lunch break..what does she want from me..&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord...many times I pray..God, let her know just how wrong she is and how bad she treated me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself and asked God on my way back..&lt;br /&gt;God, where is the problem? Why do people always think that I am idling or my job is easy? In what way do they have a stand to say such unfair words to me?&lt;br /&gt;Where does the problem lies? What makes them have the right to say that to me and to others? God give me justice! If the problem lies in me, let me see and let me correct it! I might be abit slow in doing things becuz I always analyse before I do to make sure I do a proper job and not any-old-how..&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that I am not doing what I am at my best for which makes people think I am not worth my pay? Frankly speaking, I am only holding a humble pay.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I wanna upgrade myself and go for my degree to make the best out of what God has given me. I know I worth much much more than this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never grumble or tell anyone at their face that their job is easy or put others down. This is mean...and who are we to judge? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all these unfair feeling bottle up in my heart..I went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..God is wise..and humorous..&lt;br /&gt;First thing I saw when I step in the house is dog shits everywhere..for once I was very angry and scolded my dogs..and then shut the balcony glass door..eat my dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad was very angry..took the newspaper and taught one of the dog a lesson..and then he started his non-stop grumbling and scoldings...first from the dogs..then to everyone in the house..Calmly I told dad that I will clean up the mess after my dinner. Dad told me I should just eat outside and shouldn't buy home to eat...hmm..another unkind treatment..sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad started to grumble and complains about having to do housework-(which he volunteered to do so since he became grandpa)..and having to clean up the mess by my dogs and cats and said that my sis and me always pretend and come back late and leave all the cleaning and walking of the dogs to him..well..which is not true..&lt;br /&gt;But...well...I understand how he feels...Its really not easy to clean up all those mess each time and walking the dogs and feed the dogs and cats..cuz I do that often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, all my upsets were gone at that moment, be it from work or the animals..&lt;br /&gt;I prayed to God for words of wisdom..&lt;br /&gt;And God filled me with patient..&lt;br /&gt;Then calmly I ask dad "Dad, what happen? May I know what makes you so angry? Why are you so upset?"&lt;br /&gt;After hearing this..Dad kept silence...cuz he knew he shouldn't be that angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my dinner..I analyse how I am gonna clean up this shitty mess..and do it step by step first by getting everything ready before I clean up so that while cleaning up..I will not mess up any place or the house and I will do everything right at the same time.Dad watched me how I patiently clean up the mess and talk to my dog which created the mess..I told my dog which actually I meant it for my dad to listen..&lt;br /&gt;I told my dog..Its okie..I understand, cuz now she is an old dog so she can no longer control her bladder esp she being tied up at one area..&lt;br /&gt;Everyone will come to this stage eventually when we are old..like many elderly..they cannot control their bladder and often make a mess..not that they want too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With such understanding..how can one be angry with another???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cleaning up in order..and mopping the floor and spraying air freshner..I brought the dogs down for a walk..&lt;br /&gt;Came back..I washed the bowls of my cat and dogs..and feed them their dinner and drinks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally...had my shower and sit in my bed and writing my favourite blog to share this long essays with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I dun bore you guys with long essays..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my readers are used to my long essays..isn't it? If not I am not Angeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Smile and be Patient..cuz that's the best way to make one feels happy right?&lt;br /&gt;When others are not treating you good, the least you can do for yourself is.... to give yourself a Pat and say "Well-Done Angeline!" :) and make yourself happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good nite rest and a great day ahead!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each nite ends with calming stars in the sky and Each day begins with the sunny sunshine! =) Cheers my friend!&lt;br /&gt;Gambatte!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-6582482062839511168?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/6582482062839511168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=6582482062839511168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6582482062839511168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6582482062839511168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-makes-job-seems-easy.html' title='What makes a job seems easy???'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-3783170658763349061</id><published>2008-02-20T10:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T12:10:34.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 hours journey in the dreamland..</title><content type='html'>Just woke up...&lt;br /&gt;came back from my 14 hours journey in my dreamland...&lt;br /&gt;strange and interesting dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the dreamland, (So everything is not real here okie)&lt;br /&gt;I was first watching some interesting and creative video clips by my church preachers..&lt;br /&gt;The video clips were so interesting showing how they actually enjoy contemporarly Christian songs and my teacher and his wife even did a clip with this mouse running around to grip and put on its mouth and nose and so on..kind of funny and interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I found myself squeezing in a car drove by preacher Linglee..its an old car which our church used to have..anyway..Ben was sitting beside her helping her to direct the way or watch out for the traffic. We set off from our previous church in Hougang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to go on a Makan Trip...(No sure is it becuz of my gastric that I am dreaming about food.)&lt;br /&gt;However, we were supposed to go to Malaysia for this Makan (Malay word for Eating) Trip. Strange thing about this is..guess who else were in the car with me...&lt;br /&gt;It was very packed and squeezy tho..&lt;br /&gt;Haha..Joyce and (even weirdest of all) Glenn her brother were with us in this trip and two other church mates who I can't seems to figure out who they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey started..&lt;br /&gt;the roads were packed with cars..&lt;br /&gt;Pr.LL started driving her car down the road squeezing thru the heavy traffic..&lt;br /&gt;After missing a few turns which we were supposed to make..&lt;br /&gt;we ended up in a strange and amazing place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking out of the car windows..I saw there are status of angels around...and even status of Jesus, each set of status seems to tell an amazing story.&lt;br /&gt;But it was way too rush to figure out what were the stories being told by these figurings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were looking for the correct way to travel to that restaurant which we were supposed to meet the rest of the churchmates there to eat..&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I saw somethings on the road itself which filled me with amazement....&lt;br /&gt;Pointing out to the rest of the people in the car..as they looked out at the directions of my fingers onto the road which we were travelling on..&lt;br /&gt;We saw there were white arrow signs painted on the road as usual on one lane..&lt;br /&gt;but what amazing was.on the other lane..which we were travelling on..there was a sign of a praying hand painted (in white like the arrows) on it...as if it was telling us &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Here is the road of prayer&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Drive safely with prayer&lt;/span&gt;...whatever..&lt;br /&gt;Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place was so strange yet amazing...leaving such a deep impression even after this 14 hours journey since last nite 8plus till 10plus this morning (total numbers of hours which I actually slept).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this wonderful and strange journey I have recovered from my gastric pain which almost killed me and made me cry last nite..and even vomit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess God is telling me now that there are many people who were concern about me and even praying for me last nite and that's why I am well again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your wonderful prayers and for joining me in this strange yet wonderful and amazing journey. &lt;br /&gt;Hee.. hope you have enjoyed this trip with me too..&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful &amp; amazing journey I had.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, its really time to eat something cuz I couldn't eat last nite due to gastric..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have a wonderful and amazing day ahead all my dear too!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-3783170658763349061?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/3783170658763349061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=3783170658763349061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3783170658763349061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3783170658763349061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/02/14-hours-journey-in-dreamland.html' title='14 hours journey in the dreamland..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-5692974208196428038</id><published>2008-02-19T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T20:23:38.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gastric hurts..sob sob sob..</title><content type='html'>Sob..sob..sob..&lt;br /&gt;when one is physically unwell (weak) one becomes emotionally weak too..&lt;br /&gt;like now..my gastric is hurting me..my chest pain...&lt;br /&gt;so much so I want to cry and wanted someone to care for me esp him at this point of time..&lt;br /&gt;Even have thots of sms-ing him to tell him that I am not well now..sob sob sob..&lt;br /&gt;but I stopped myself told myself that part of journey ended..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sob sob sob.............&lt;br /&gt;I just vomitted cuz gastric not well..&lt;br /&gt;maybe I skipped breakfast today and had coffee with empty stomach..and got upset by some unreasonable treatment/behavour I got from work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been months since my gastric gives me problem..&lt;br /&gt;alright now I have tucked myself in bed..thank God tomorrow is my off day I can rest at home in the morning before I go for my facial in the mid afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls pray for me. I just took my medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and good nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-5692974208196428038?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/5692974208196428038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=5692974208196428038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5692974208196428038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/5692974208196428038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/02/gastric-hurtssob-sob-sob.html' title='Gastric hurts..sob sob sob..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-3485976471619372209</id><published>2008-02-18T23:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:33.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food.. Food.. Food..</title><content type='html'>Recently I am indulging myself into good food to destress and make myself happy..&lt;br /&gt;Tho I dun eat much..But I will definitely feed myself with good food to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I tried the new California Salad in Coffee Bean..its yummy..&lt;br /&gt;See..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7mkGAAOENI/AAAAAAAAA_M/MBXtvDwvnMo/s1600-h/17022008(042).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7mkGAAOENI/AAAAAAAAA_M/MBXtvDwvnMo/s400/17022008(042).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168342470371446994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today I went to get myself a box of freshly baked Dippin Donuts..and see...Mmm Mmm..they are yummy too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7mlZwAOEPI/AAAAAAAAA_c/TZG-tPu7_3s/s1600-h/18022008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7mlZwAOEPI/AAAAAAAAA_c/TZG-tPu7_3s/s400/18022008(003).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168343909185491186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7mlbAAOEQI/AAAAAAAAA_k/UphhCwIjbTE/s1600-h/18022008(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7mlbAAOEQI/AAAAAAAAA_k/UphhCwIjbTE/s400/18022008(005).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168343930660327682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the evening I met Valissa at Bugis to try out The Soup Spoon.. The Roasted Pumpkin salad was okay... and the Tokyo Chicken Stew taste Yummy...hmm..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7mmzgAOETI/AAAAAAAAA_8/67YP9venTFs/s1600-h/18022008(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7mmzgAOETI/AAAAAAAAA_8/67YP9venTFs/s400/18022008(008).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168345451078750514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7ml_QAOERI/AAAAAAAAA_s/tlPUEk5A9xA/s1600-h/18022008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7ml_QAOERI/AAAAAAAAA_s/tlPUEk5A9xA/s400/18022008(007).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168344553430585618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7mmAAAOESI/AAAAAAAAA_0/6vKe-bT31CM/s1600-h/18022008(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7mmAAAOESI/AAAAAAAAA_0/6vKe-bT31CM/s400/18022008(010).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168344566315487522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treating myself to good food is a way of loving myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-3485976471619372209?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/3485976471619372209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=3485976471619372209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3485976471619372209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/3485976471619372209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/02/food-food-food.html' title='Food.. Food.. Food..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7mkGAAOENI/AAAAAAAAA_M/MBXtvDwvnMo/s72-c/17022008(042).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-4284106077212125012</id><published>2008-02-18T01:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:33.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Give up!</title><content type='html'>Thanks for reading my blog everyone of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of you are unique and wonderful creation by God.&lt;br /&gt;We are like bits and pieces of individual puzzles...&lt;br /&gt;Each bearing different patterns, different colours and different shapes..&lt;br /&gt;and when we are placed together, we become a beautiful picture called LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7h2tGzQ6bI/AAAAAAAAA-c/HmzD_5u0qog/s1600-h/puzzles-plus-the-starry-night-van-gogh-24-piece-jigsaw-puzzle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7h2tGzQ6bI/AAAAAAAAA-c/HmzD_5u0qog/s400/puzzles-plus-the-starry-night-van-gogh-24-piece-jigsaw-puzzle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168011089699465650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making my LIFE complete and wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your presence and continuous support by reading up my blog, words of encouragement and kindness, I believe this book of sketches one day will become a wonderful pic of LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not give up in search of Happiness which God has placed in our life.&lt;br /&gt;Together our life will be fuller and brighter!&lt;br /&gt;加油！！！　&lt;br /&gt;祝大家永远幸福，主恩满溢！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;br /&gt;May your life be filled with blessings and happiness from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sob..sob..not sure why tears suddenly filled my eyes and rolled down from my cheeks.. maybe I am touched by the wonderful seasoning of this life..be it bitter, sweet, sour, salty or whatever one might be tasting now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without seasoning, food can never taste any better..isn't it my friend..so..let's not grumble or focuz too much on which seasoning you are using right now..I believe..the after taste will surely be heavenly..as that's the perfect will and love of Our Father In Heaven. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-4284106077212125012?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/4284106077212125012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=4284106077212125012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4284106077212125012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/4284106077212125012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/02/never-give-up.html' title='Never Give up!'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7h2tGzQ6bI/AAAAAAAAA-c/HmzD_5u0qog/s72-c/puzzles-plus-the-starry-night-van-gogh-24-piece-jigsaw-puzzle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-6729570686080477335</id><published>2008-02-18T01:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:32:38.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY AT JOYCE'S PLACE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7hrQGzQ6VI/AAAAAAAAA9s/L5gxI9atszQ/s1600-h/n656201936_642294_8379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7hqSmzQ6HI/AAAAAAAAA78/0Y1yL80mhOg/s400/n656201936_642211_7554.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167997440293398642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7hqS2zQ6II/AAAAAAAAA8E/XvPw5M5EoJs/s1600-h/n656201936_642212_8079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7hqS2zQ6II/AAAAAAAAA8E/XvPw5M5EoJs/s400/n656201936_642212_8079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167997444588365954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7hqS2zQ6JI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Wi208gN4Lds/s1600-h/n656201936_642214_9451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7hqS2zQ6JI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Wi208gN4Lds/s400/n656201936_642214_9451.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167997444588365970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7hqTGzQ6KI/AAAAAAAAA8U/5gzscUedTXA/s1600-h/n656201936_642265_4963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7hqTGzQ6KI/AAAAAAAAA8U/5gzscUedTXA/s400/n656201936_642265_4963.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167997448883333282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are pics taken yesterday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-6729570686080477335?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/6729570686080477335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=6729570686080477335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6729570686080477335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/6729570686080477335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-at-joyces-place.html' title='CNY AT JOYCE&apos;S PLACE'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/R7hrQGzQ6VI/AAAAAAAAA9s/L5gxI9atszQ/s72-c/n656201936_642294_8379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554938664536519110.post-735000543971762498</id><published>2008-02-17T16:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T01:39:11.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Chapter in life</title><content type='html'>Ever grab on something, refusing to let go cuz you just love it way too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been happening to me. But after much struggling, I have to admit its time to move on and start my new chapter in life. Its not healthy to keep seeking for answers which in either way will only be hurtful to know be it a yes or no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past journey was a wonderful and memorible journey. Will leave it in the memory lane and continue on to build new memorises for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho heartache but I cut off the line which connects him to me like cutting loose a kite to set it free. Like what many said, if its yours its yours it will fly back to you. If its meant to fly away then set it free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and good bye my past love. Be free and enjoy the sky now my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are free now my kite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have set myself free too... This is Great isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my buddy and thank you God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554938664536519110-735000543971762498?l=angelsketchbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/feeds/735000543971762498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=554938664536519110&amp;postID=735000543971762498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/735000543971762498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554938664536519110/posts/default/735000543971762498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/2008/02/heavy-hearted.html' title='New Chapter in life'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
